Sunday 28 September 2008

In Retrospect

September 28, 08

Shelter me in hollow wings,
Bleeding out coal.
Take me in,
With freezing winds,
And rename me.
Bite my tongue and bind my hands,
Close my eyes.
Never let die.

Drunken waltz stepping toes,
Don't lean in so close,
Break my finger tips,
While kissing my lips,
And snarl I'm not worth it.
And I'm not worth it.
Close my eyes.
Never let die.

I'll smile back at your smile,
The reflection behind your head,
Mirrored walls crack with mourning,
And feet slow to move,
I'll name myself and blow a kiss,
Drink warm water.
Close my eyes.
And never let die.

Monday 22 September 2008

Just for You

Terribly old, written:
November 2, 2007
...Today I oddly remembered it, fondly so. I had written a comment under it saying, "I'm not ready to say it,"
Today I am. The words aren't as strong, but there is the memory, for me, for how much it meant.

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Trying to be an angel for you

With the light of innocence and love shining
That's in my eyes, and the soft glow of my body
I will be that light
That serves to guide
Your safe harbor, when you are falling apart

With the wings of protection and security
That graces me, with the strength it gives me
I will be the place
That’s promised to be safe
Your place to run to, when you can’t take anybody

With the strength of my heart and soul
That came from your gifted hands and words
I’m sorry
Don’t worry
I will be here when the world crumbles and burns

Trying to be an angel for you

Saturday 20 September 2008

Dilated Eyes

September 20, 08

A tapping of an acoustic guitar
Follows a harmony of my blood,
Singing eyes with laughing hair,
Whisking with the jealous wind.

Tangled skirts in fresh cut grass,
It's new colours in a gypsy tapestry,
Like a new surrounding for my eyes
Enraptured in the sight and skin.

Little details make up my studies,
As I drink in more of this nectar,
Filling me while draining out everything,
The way you are is completely new.

Dreams are lying while future is dying,
Everything living is everything dead,
But take this and stare into the sun,
Let me memorize the shadow of you.

Tuesday 16 September 2008

Borderline Emotional Paranoia

September 15, 08

Static electricity -
At the edge of the head...
The mind is sending vibes,
Forgetting heart beat.

The faucet -
Is dripping the rainbow...
Too many colours for me,
I can't see or count.

Like a cat jumping,
From roof to roof and mid-
Before the eyes turns into-
Something unreal...A bird.
Which turned to smoke.
Which I breathed in.
Intoxicated and coma frozen.


The voices aren't -
Making anymore sense...
The screams are whispers,
And whispers are dried lips.

Wretched as mine -
Simply impure is drunk...
Fill me up and melt me down,
Turn myself to the door.

Turn back around.

Saturday 13 September 2008

Elpis

Sept 12 08

Fake tears upon plastic flowers,

A trail of various saturation's
Blending into one vibrant strand,
Tangled within itself churning-
The emotions around weepers.
Despair fill the cornucopia's
With poisoned fruits and vice,
Surrounded and filled again-
The repressed begin to cave.



Sunrise eyes within sketches,

A breaking dawn enslaved
In pupil shackles that it loves,
Tender hurt healing into scars,
That it will hold forever more.
Hope freshens the sowing fields
With flowers and spring rains,
Clear skies with hinting horizons-
Pink clouds exploding purple.

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In Greek mythology, Elpis (Ancient Greek: ἐλπίς) was the personification of hope, perhaps a child of Nyx and mother of Pheme, the goddess of rumor. She was depicted as a young woman, usually carrying flowers or cornucopia in her hands.

Wednesday 3 September 2008

Derailed

September 1, 08

Copper from the blood;
Dried into the Perfectionist true colours-
Dirty red with the silver neatly hidden
By the rust.

Roam across Her waist;
Miniature doors with no lock or key-
Always open as your welcoming bed,
Funeral sepulchre.

Little hitchhiker boy;
Take a wild leap into rushing wind-
Followed by the thunder which ends
Not soon enough.

Creepers from your mind;
Begging to the sun to unburden-
Their darkened bark and swaying sins
Beneath and above.

Dusty walking tales;
Untouched but ventured upon-
Steal the shooting star from it's tracks,
Hold your breath.

Give nothing back.



-Abstract-
Think about each description actually describing something other than what is said.
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