Thursday, October 30, 2014

A Midnight Wish

A Midnight Wish
Beautiful dreams that elude and evade
Haunted eyes that burn so bright
Pray that good times never fade

I feel I am measured and weighed
Should my soul be heavy or light?
Beautiful dreams that elude and evade

The sun is so bright there is no sign of shade
No color at all, only white
Pray that good times never fade

A seeming then, A home that’s made
A happy family, feeling so right
Beautiful dreams that elude and fade

When the time comes to end the charade
Will it be easy to give up the fight?
Pray that good times never fade

So I’ll not be moved or swayed
To my true feelings I’ll hold tight
Beautiful dreams that elude and fade
Pray that good times never fade

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Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Mercury's Vow

Mercury’s Vow

And all my sorrows turn to joys in times unlikely number’d
But quickly end with willful sighs to turn smiles e’now
A joyful look, I quickly took as e’re I turn my head
By Mercury, I pledged my vow

I wish only to live in the here and now
Never have meanings wrongly misread
But what will come of this sacred vow?

In public I will not one glistening teardrop shed
Only happy or pleasant face allow
Not to belie or fool, ‘tis that I dread
Br Mercury, I pledge this vow!


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What Men Really Want...

What Men Really Want…

Why must men insist and say
Care not for dress, throw wiles away
Who put it about, who heard it said
A man cares for the looks inside our heads?

But do they mean it, what they say?
Or is it an attempt to gain our bed?
They try to stay two steps ahead
Why must men persist and say…

A loving wife they wish to wed
To laugh and smile all the day
Intelligence should fill their head
Care not for dress, throw wiles away

It’s enough to make a girl see red
To find the original protégée.
Who thought enough to think of a way?
Who put it about, who made it said?

A girl is beautiful for skills she conveys
Not bosoms big, shining hair or lips of red
When that is true, I’ll seize the day
When a man cares for the looks inside our heads!


#feminism, #men, #women, #insist, #care, #dress, #wiles, #looks, #head, #attempt, #bed, #twostepsahead, #persist, #loving, #wife, #wed, #laugh, #smile, #intelligence, #girl, #red, #original, #protégée, #beautiful, #skills, #convey, #bosoms, #big, #shining, #hair, #lips, #red, #true, #seize, #day, #poem, #poetry

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Our Song

Our Song
I think our song is ending love
When tragedies are mentioned think on us
There was a great run for a while
When times were bright and gay
We laughed on golden shores
The hours whiled away without remark
Just sitting hand in hand, heart in heart
But now we must head into the sunset
Our lives to live again
It’s not alone I fear
It’s “without you” I dread


#song, #ending, #love, #tragedies, #mentioned, #think, #us, #run, #times, #bright, #laughed, #golden, #shores, #hours, #remark, #handinhand, #heartinheart, #sunset, #lives, #alone, #fear, #without, #dread, #poem, #poetry

Friday, October 24, 2014

DO YOU EVER????

Do you ever?...

Do you ever feel like taking everything you’ve ever written, drawn, typed, sewn, composed, sung, played, recorded, or just in general created chucking it in a huge bonfire and lighting the match?  I really feel like I am identifying with Salieri lately, except he was a PUBLISHED composer and had fans and was BRILLANT.  Me?  I’m just a mouthy, nobody with a blog, a twitter, and lots of opinions.  That’s why I try to create new forms of poetry, like my gif poem, or the internet concrete poem.  I figure if no one ELSE has done them I can’t be shown up right? 
Sooner or later though, someone will come around with the wits to improve my paltry ideas.  After all, there are more things in heaven and earth, right? They say there are only seven stories after all.  I wonder if they have adjusted that saying to have more gender inclusive romantic storylines.  I say romance is romance, no matter who is giving and who is receiving, or how many!  The drama of a story comes from the angst.  The tenor and tone of the story can change depending on the mores and morals of society but the basis of the story stays the same.  That is true whether you change the settings or the characters or the sex!  Romeo and Juliet could be Romeo and Caesar and it would be the same story, maybe even easier to understand! 

But I, personally, have been having writer’s block lately.  Call it the 3 M’s. Migraines, Megrimes, and Monthlies. LSIDC I do love how every time a woman is in a bad mood a man everyone blames it on her period.  I was writing that men do this but I realized women do it just as much.  We may do it in a sticky sweet, back biting, condescending way, but we do.  Men may not realize the amount of cat calling and sniping that goes on between women because a lot of it is subtext.  Thing are said that are call backs to past conversations, or said between clenched teeth, or with baited breath. Women are never going to get anything from men until we stop GIVING IT to each other!

Well, I started this post trying to clear my head so that my writer’s block.  I’m not sure if that worked.  I still feel like setting all my stuff on fire.  I don’t think I’ll do it.  It’d take too long to gather it together.  But if you see a blaze lighting up half of North America…


 Alicia Keys Girl On Fire


#DYE, #Sewing, #Writing, #Drawing, #composing, #sing, #playing, #recording, #instruments, #lighting, #match, #Salieri, #brilliant, #blog, #twitter, #opinions, #poetry, #wits, #paltry, #heaven, #earth, #sevenstories, #RomeoandJuliet, #RomeoandCaesar, #migraines, #megrimes, #mothlies, #LSIDC, #women, #men, #feminism, #period, #backbiting, #condescending, #sniping, #subtext, #callback, #past, #conversation, #baitedbreath, #writersblock, #post, #fire, #girl, #blaze, #gathertogether


Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Writer's Block

The creative process slows to a crawl
My pen is limp in my hand
And…
Now…
I...
Wait…
And now with each word I scrawl
My brain starts to expand
The words begin to flow
Expanding at a faster pace
I allow as that my rest is done
It’s broken its terrible brace
I have lifted the veil and seen


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Revelations

So terrified of what it means
What calls in the dark of night
You are the brightest of light
Keeping me from losing my cool
Coming apart at the seams
My battered knight in armor
No longer shiny and new
It’s not anyone’s place to judge
Intolerable what people think they can do
To figures on paper-mache
Used for money or power
Not important for what they portray
Kings no longer have power
Should they?


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Solution

One step ahead and two behind
Getting the pacing just right
If the world falls away could we walk hand in hand?
And finally step into the light?
Does it matter who is in the front now?
Does it matter who brings up the rear?
If one of us follows the other,
We will end up together, my dear.
My solution in the end is simple,
We stop this running around.
Find a spot that we can settle down now,
And we will have nothing to fear.


#step, #behind, #pacing, #right, #world, #falls, #hand, #light, #matter, #front, #row, #rear, #follows, #together, #dear, #solution, #simple, #running, #spot, #settle, #fear, #love, #poem, #poetry 

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Tether

It's a plain dreary rain
I watch from my window pane
It's time for moving on
But I'm stuck here with the pain
Time is fleetly flying
And patience has me sighing
I've waited here so long
Just knowing this and crying
You left me here forever
My heart about to sever
My life is barren, I withdrawal
I've lost my only tether

#plain, #dreary, #rain, #window, #time, #moveon, #stuck, #pain, #fleetly, #flying, #patience, #sighing, #waiting, #long, #knowing, #crying, #left, #forever, #heart, #sever, #life, #barren, #withdrawal, #lost, #tether, #poem, #poetry

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Some Scraps of Poems

From now on I need to steel myself from the darkness,
My hard choices need to come swiftly now
One follow another in rapid succession
Time has come to rise to the action and make bold statements
Not always the popular decisions to bear the burdens
A life of single blessedness is a cursed choice
What is necessary is right in God's eye and mine


Staring through crisscrossed eyelashes
Looking for courage in diminutive frames
Time will come soon enough
When light explodes through shattered seconds
Experience the feeling of fractured repose

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My Past

My past

A dark corridor
Is where eternity lies
Wrought with sorrow
Pain and Sighs,
You bright up my life in
Like the sun in mid June
Like the sky fills the moon
An illusion of an oasis
You go and disappear
The sorrow in my ribs
Again begins to sear
I guess I’ll never know
The treasure I have found
Until it disappears,
Without trace or sound
The light up ahead
Will guide me home
Never again shall I forget
Where I‘ve come from

#dark, #corridor, #eternity, #lies, #pain, #sorrow, #sighs, #brighten, #life, #sun, #sky, #moon, #illusion, #oasis, #disappear, #sear, #treasure, #found, #trace, #sound, #light, #ahead, #guide, #home, #never, #forget, #come, #poem, #poetry



Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Vows

Vows
All anyone can ask
Is to give you all can,
To try not lie,
And to love with all your heart and soul.
To vow to be faithful
Is a large part of what is wrong with this world
We expect too much
Then are upset when it falls apart
Just don’t flaunt them in front of me.
Don’t get trapped.
Be careful.
I don’t want a fixer up model.
Anyone who goes into a relationship
Intending to change someone
Ends up
With disappointments and heartaches
The only person you can count on changing
Is you.
So go into love with your eyes open,
And never end up
With your heart in pieces on the floor.


#give, #love, #lie, #heart, #soul, #vow, #faithful, #wrong, #world, #expect, #upset, #fallsapart, #flaunt, #trapped, #careful, #fixerup, #relationship, #intending, #change, #disappointments, #heartaches, #person, #counton, #changing, #eyes, #open, #pieces, #floor, #poem, #poetry 

Comet

Oh my bright and burning star
Some would stay you’re falling
It’s just that you blaze so radiantly
The Earth has turned her back on you
You have a path, a steady course
Returning to give us bliss
Never altering your initial trail
Although we may not see its plan
Some may see a heart of ice
Some may see a trail of fire
I see a journey half completed
And the future yet to come


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Sunday, October 12, 2014

Inquiry

Inquiry
Would you know me by my rapier wit?
By my overwhelming personality?
Is it my physicality that draws you?
My hands running up the nape of your neck?
Do you love the way I love you?
The way I am drawn to you?
Could you tell me from others at a distance?
Is my smile the sun in your sky?
Or is it the fact that my heart
No longer beats in my chest
It is in your possession
Care for it well


#rapier, #wit, #overwhelming, #personality, #physicality, #draws, #hands, #nape, #neck, #love, #tell, #distance, #smile, #sun, #sky, #fact, #heart, #beats, #chest, #possesion, #care, #well, #poem, #poetry 

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Broken

Caught out again like a bug on a web
You reel me in to your trap
Not even noticing what you have done
Breaking my heart with a sudden snap
Dangling there on a string
Waiting for the axe to fall
The world suddenly seems so small
It only exists for you and me
But you are made of clouds and dreams
If I touch you, you would cease to be
Giving way to my plans and schemes
So look I can but never touch
A delicate balance is struck
Until another comes into your life
Even in dreams I have no luck


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Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Instincts

Instincts
Sometimes we all need to bay at the moon
To give into to our animal instincts
We need to fall to our knees and roll in the dirt
Feel the pounding of blood in our veins
Because it’s not always about the meter and rhyme
Sometimes we have to throw caution to the wind
For when we can’t be perfect
You may as well make as big a mess as possible
A little dirt under your nails
Only shows how hard you’ve toiled


#need, #bay, #moon, #animal, #instinct, #fall, #knees, #roll, #dirt, #feel, #pounding, #blood, #veins, #meter, #rhyme, #throw, #caution, #perfect, #mess, #possible, #dirt, #nails, #shows, #toiled, #poem, #poetry

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Missing

Missing
Phantom fingers in my hair
Gently sliding down
A slight touch
Deftly caressing
Longing for what cannot be had
The barriers are too high
The cost, too much
Could the world suffer your loss?
Mine would be no heartbreak
Not even a blip on the radar
Separation is good for the soul
Or at least
That is what everyone
Seems convinced I need to hear
What is your opinion, love?


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Race

Race
This breakneck speed, it never stops
A frantic, hectic pace
The crashing, clanking sound of the world
There’s a reason it’s called the human race
Where do we go when just need a break
When you need to just get away
Sometimes we all need a new look on life
A new prospective on the day
So we head for mountain, sand and shore
To relax and recharge and rest
But maybe we don’t know how to slow ourselves down
What methods really work the best
A change is coming carried on currents
Which way they blow no one knows
Just try to keep your head on straight
This world keeps you on your toes

#race, #breakneck, #speed, #stops, #frantic, #hetic, #pace, #crashing, #clanking, #sound, #world, #reason, #human, #break, #away, #look, #life, #prospective, #day, #head, #mountain, #sand, #shore, #relax, #recharge, #rest, #slow, #down, #methods, #best, #change, #carried, #currents, #knows, #head, #toes, #poem, #poetry


Monday, October 6, 2014

Scales

Scales
Surrendering is easier when flesh is not rent
Hearts are harder to bargain
Pain is a price that’s harder to set
 Though it is a fairly active market
Time is valued as losses accrued
Wishes will be stored away
Scales are tipped to the side of the wooed
Love is saved for a rainy day

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Sunday, October 5, 2014

Bonded

Bonded
That feeling deep down in your soul
Which makes your life complete
The heart that makes your own heart whole
The taste that makes life so sweet
It rises up from deep within
To fill you up with light
No matter where you have been
It makes the whole world right
When you find the perfect thing
Grab it with both hands
Tie it up with golden strings
Give in to its demands
For you have found the perfect life
 There will be no more sorrow or strife


#feeling, #deep, #down, #soul, #life, #complete, #heart, #whole, #taste, #sweet, #rises, #within, #fill, #light, #world, #right, #perfect, #grab, #hands, #tie, #golden, #strings, #demands, #sorrow, #strife, #poem, #poetry

Braggart

Braggart
Haranguing tongues wag everyday
Harpies hardly stop nagging
It’s a cross between lying and bragging
To assume yours is the only way
New things happen everyday
Wouldn’t want to be the one lagging
Who set new tongues to wagging
It’s better to stay out of the fray
Step to the beat of a different drum
Be careful in all that you say
Eventually the good things will come


#haranguing, #tongues, #wag, #everyday, #harpies, #nagging, #cross, #lying, #bragging, #assume, #new, #happen, #lagging, #stay, #out, #fray, #step, #beat, #drum, #different, #careful, #say, #eventually, #good, #things, #poem, #poetry,

Carpe Diem

Carpe Diem
Just everyday normal, humdrum things
Coming and going about the day
Recalling faces and songs that we sing
Moving about and going away
Because people do that in their everyday lives
They pack up and move at the drop of a hat
What everyone longs for, everyone strives
Not to fall down, land flat on their back
For goals are important, as far as they go
To chart your own path and guide your own way
But not achievable in one's own life, so
Take time out to seize the day!

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