Poetry from Jerry Langdon

Black and white headshot of a white man with short dark hair and a white collared shirt.
Jerry Langdon

Power

Power is destruction

A turbine of corruption

The cesspool grows

Out of control

The waste overflows

Takes its toll

Sometimes I feel

Everything is unreal

Like I’m the one awake

While the world is dreaming

With so much at stake

I’m the only one screaming

Following Nephilim among men

We pay the demon

In the fabric of confusion

We choose our chains

Living the freedom illusion

Which soothes our pains

Still building Babel

Where heaven fell

Needing to tear it down

Bring the gods to fall

Knowing if we bring them down

It might end us all

Power is corruption

Power is destruction


Can’t Adhere

I’m so broken the dust flies away.

No shards to cause any pain.

Nothing to put together again.

The winds blow me away

Until only memories remain.

Atoms no longer cohere.

Existence can’t adhere.

So what keeps me here?

Broken; I disappear.


From South-Western, Michigan, Jerry Langdon lives in Germany since the early 90’s. He is an Artist and Poet. His works bathe in a darker side of emotion and fantasy. He has released five books of Poetry titled “Temperate Darkness an Behind the Twilight Veil”, “Death and other cold things” “Rollercoaster Heart” and “Frosted Dreams” Jerry is also the editor and publisher of the literary magazine Raven Cage Zine poetry and prose. His poetic inspirations are derived from poets such as Edgar Allen Poe, Robert Frost and Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. As well as from various Rock Bands. His apparently twisted mind, twists and intertwines fantasy with reality.