Carl Scharwath


You are the genesis of today

The cancers of a desperate heart

etched in the loss of hope.


Vision doubled, fractured

fragments give warning

Blood rushes in a sojourn


Following the Daughters of Zion

adorned in self-alienation

to a future world, without history.



Chloroformed words

Rambling and meaningless

Drip black from the page.



and rusting in the nebulae of grammar.

Laboring in the

womb of creativity.

Aborted before obscurity.




The sun cambered

through the haze

upon a lonely sentinel.

Speechless propaganda,

begotten sexless rapture,

as the days

begin and end

with the phantasm

of uninvited ghosts.



The passion shall escape

While the past,

Flickering hungry

Is Bleached invisible.


You gaze at

The unfeigned light

Walking out determined

From the world.


Knowing how it feels

To be broken

And have a black hole

On your time-line.


A Poem Never Read

My words

Composed and forgotten.

Created like

A dewdrop

That vanishes

In the primordial



Evolving into

The loudest silence

Never heard.

Carl Scharwath, has appeared globally with 80+ magazines selectingcarl his poetry, short stories, essays or art photography. He won the National Poetry Contest award for Writers One Flight Up. His first poetry book is ‘Journey To Become Forgotten’ (Kind of a Hurricane Press). Carl is a dedicated runner (“that’s where his art ideas spring from”).