.Your home and way of life, is a small matter, in a big scheming matter. Your possessions are a closet comfort.
on a windy day. Your world is tearing apart. You have everything to fear, and no reason to.
gamblers moonI'm sorry I never intended to crygamblers moon
and I don't intend to tell you
for reasons I know are hard to explain
when emotions are told from a dozen to two
it could well be I can't tell where they're from
where they go, or are going, or gone
couldn't say what it's worth to say
and I may never be there for you
From what I see you're happy
happy being a gamblers word tossed on a table
But I'm going to pick a bet up and take it
hold it until the loss is counted in
If it's a hard working day nor a hard
ImagesI like to think of organs in imagery My heart as this little red bird fluttering in unison with my lungs That are like bellows to a fire inside My soul is a mirror reflecting the world back to me And like for snow white it whispers truths To ears that are doors, sometimes closed. My hands are builders. The pads of my fingers sing working songs, Chords of harsh texture and smooth surfaces. My eyes are windows making me a part of what I see. My toungue is a rope binding, to every word and every promise. My skin is the wall and my mind a tower. All with corners aImages
The Old GodsThe Wind that shook the tree is now so old Years ago she was ageless, but the seasons that tore by Ripped her fair skin to shredded wrinkles She had a beautiful haiku Caught in a swirl of cherry blossoms She carried your music in her arms Now, she like a corpse With cold joints calls the snow To remember the forgetting of old gods And sometimes in a melancholy She waits for ending autumn days To pang in rose colored light And sing a bitter edge into the night She'll pound your highways as you are lost in byways you wait for her fury to die She is sThe Old Gods
Fuck you, we're all the samemy hair is a symbol of what i believe and what the world is like to me its not for respect, it's a symbol of faith and those who judge on looks alone will know what I want them to believe I'm yet another book cover tattered and worn another punk kid who has no respectFuck you, we're all the same
one more youth misled by the music, the girls, and the drugs when will I ever grow up? but, who's to say you're all that grown. what have you done different than me? you can't say what i should believe, that's why this country is free I'll judge you and you'll judge me let's just agree to want world peace...
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I did check out your gallery. I liked a lot of your writing, especially your prose (although they were pretty short, it'd be cool to see something a bit longer)
your poetry's pretty good too. tells events and situations well.
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If he's sparkly and fangless, he's a FAIRY, darling. Not a vampire.
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I take poem requests!!!
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It can be about anything!!!!!
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