Library of the mind by A.D. Labuschagne

A.D. Labuschagne | April 26th, 2021 | poetry | No Comments


Carrie went looking for The Dark Half
But found the Color of Magic instead
The Infinite Jest of Insomnia and Misery
Found the upper hand
And in the Dark Tower
Just off the Green Mile
Behind the Fight Club in the Black House
The Girl who Loved Who Loved Tom Gordon
Wove a Dreamcatcher for the Needful Things
And finally took The Stand

She stood for The Republic
And fought for Equal Rights
And after finding A Quiet Peace
She felt her life was whole
Except for one or two missing pieces
The Fault in our Stars
Pieces of a constellation
Evident from quite afar

She went searching for Good Omens
And worshiped American Gods
Who cried, Never Let Me Go
And so she wandered, in search
Of the Golden Bough

And so she read a thousand books
But remembered just a few
And lamented the fact
That she never wrote her own
But the library of her heart
Contained a weighty tome
Of memories, on faded, yellow pages
Covered all in dust
And so just like a Clockwork Orange
She was faded just to stand
And rust…


And finally, as her days drew near to an end
She found herself back at the beginning
Just to do it all again…

To reach out with a wrinkled hand…

To turn a final page…

Poet Bio

Andre Darius Labuschagne is a poet, musician, and pastor from Johannesburg, South Africa. He is currently involved with various church movements – and his theological and philosophical beliefs are reflected in his poems. A recovering drug addict, his poetry also explores themes of mental illness, substance abuse, finding God, and the process of growing towards completeness. He is currently the pastoral counsellor at Lethlabile Halfway House, and hopes to help many overcome their battles with mental health and substance abuse issues.

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