My hands get needy
when my thoughts get graspy
and I ponder for a second
about a wary predicament
Funny how your biggest
adversary is always yourself
but not funnier than being
yourself and lying the thickest
My racing brainwaves go in
patterns and thoughts to circles
and I wonder negatively again
about self-pain incurred
Speaking up does just as much
as quietly revolving does
both for deflecting and
earning good and bad was
Putting into words those favorable and sometimes unfathomable feelings...
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Fault
Somehow a secret I've always kept
Has always kept me safe at night
And through the busy-ness of day
Except somehow it got lost
Away it crept.
I know I loved you first.
You are everything to me instead
I feel like the heaviness of life
Let me forget so I did not remember to fight.
My fault; my fault.
My actions brought down
My own previous un-beautiful world
But now inside a new place I'm caught.
Has always kept me safe at night
And through the busy-ness of day
Except somehow it got lost
Away it crept.
I know I loved you first.
You are everything to me instead
I feel like the heaviness of life
Let me forget so I did not remember to fight.
My fault; my fault.
My actions brought down
My own previous un-beautiful world
But now inside a new place I'm caught.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Lover of
you are a lover of words
and the music they follow
they dance in your mind
and sing to be swallowed
you are at first introduction
more passionate on the inside
but muse to me always
and sometimes too much then
and the music they follow
they dance in your mind
and sing to be swallowed
you are at first introduction
more passionate on the inside
but muse to me always
and sometimes too much then
Note he found
And I and thee
swallowing through
and prick the eye
hearing in, too
for a tasteful banquet
quick to quit it
with just a droplet
hand me the fit
to foster me in it
swallowing through
and prick the eye
hearing in, too
for a tasteful banquet
quick to quit it
with just a droplet
hand me the fit
to foster me in it
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Whimsy
Sometimes the walls are shaking
Sometimes my thoughts break me
My inconsistencies trembling
Put together in agony they send thee
You are an island forever tempted
You are always conversations whispered
Childlike playing in whimsical fancy
Throwing emotions around to thwart me
Sometimes my strength it crumbles
Sometimes the right path disappears
Like magic dust blown and big dreams too
Easiness of the world completely tumbles
Sometimes my thoughts break me
My inconsistencies trembling
Put together in agony they send thee
You are an island forever tempted
You are always conversations whispered
Childlike playing in whimsical fancy
Throwing emotions around to thwart me
Sometimes my strength it crumbles
Sometimes the right path disappears
Like magic dust blown and big dreams too
Easiness of the world completely tumbles
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Carted Jem
There is no misunderstanding
Of the words that swirl around
My ears burn with remembering
And pause here with daily escaping
The paperback edition still lies
There where I see it daily so often
Waiting for me to complete the end words
Afraid the last pages might unravel
Something I would carry possibly as
E.E. C. did as the sky of the sky flows
Something so large and above words
With a simplicity completely its own
Okay to be an unknown in a full day
To have your smile in rabid thoughts
All your own sneaking a quiet gander
A gilded muse with hidden wings behind
Of the words that swirl around
My ears burn with remembering
And pause here with daily escaping
The paperback edition still lies
There where I see it daily so often
Waiting for me to complete the end words
Afraid the last pages might unravel
Something I would carry possibly as
E.E. C. did as the sky of the sky flows
Something so large and above words
With a simplicity completely its own
Okay to be an unknown in a full day
To have your smile in rabid thoughts
All your own sneaking a quiet gander
A gilded muse with hidden wings behind
Friday, August 27, 2010
slightly
there is a seething
in your seeing
underneath and buried deep
crawling inwards
and under my skin
bringing consumed within
in your seeing
underneath and buried deep
crawling inwards
and under my skin
bringing consumed within
Friday, July 9, 2010
But Instead
Unlike the flower
I am not to be just watered down
Or spoken softly in whispers to
But instead earth-shaken around
The parts cannot be gathered
In your baskets of curiousness
Or misunderstanding good willing
But instead scooped up wholly with briskness
Like a light breeze your words
They gather no speed, no meaning
Or stop days in their hours of tasking
But instead disappear invisible to see
And mine, all sections and worries
Carry not an ounce of willful discerning
Or fathom the deep abysmal hind stories
But instead keep me internally yearning
I am not to be just watered down
Or spoken softly in whispers to
But instead earth-shaken around
The parts cannot be gathered
In your baskets of curiousness
Or misunderstanding good willing
But instead scooped up wholly with briskness
Like a light breeze your words
They gather no speed, no meaning
Or stop days in their hours of tasking
But instead disappear invisible to see
And mine, all sections and worries
Carry not an ounce of willful discerning
Or fathom the deep abysmal hind stories
But instead keep me internally yearning
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Take a Sigh
Silence is golden
And riptides in warfare
Smug in my face
Scream at me to scare
I can't tell you the rules
I can't show you my ways
You would crumble worse
Decisions far greater to sway
No good to bottle it up
But be carried away sorting
Vastness engulfing
My ability to breathe floating
Take a sigh a knee a moment
To clear open a pathway
Come home to see easiness
Just to live for today
And riptides in warfare
Smug in my face
Scream at me to scare
I can't tell you the rules
I can't show you my ways
You would crumble worse
Decisions far greater to sway
No good to bottle it up
But be carried away sorting
Vastness engulfing
My ability to breathe floating
Take a sigh a knee a moment
To clear open a pathway
Come home to see easiness
Just to live for today
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Brim of Summer
‘Tis the summer time
And I get so hungry
The thirst just kills me
Bring me back to the light side
Bask my face and my heart
In the sun rays around
Warming me from the outside
Reaching in slowly to start
The summering activity
Becomes mouth-watering
In imagination, day-dreaming
I’m taking it all, give it to me
Instead of burning both ends
Of the candle-stick daily
Fill my hands up and fully
And spill over my brim intensely
And I get so hungry
The thirst just kills me
Bring me back to the light side
Bask my face and my heart
In the sun rays around
Warming me from the outside
Reaching in slowly to start
The summering activity
Becomes mouth-watering
In imagination, day-dreaming
I’m taking it all, give it to me
Instead of burning both ends
Of the candle-stick daily
Fill my hands up and fully
And spill over my brim intensely
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