Fifty words is quite a few
But way too few to say
I love you.
Flowery prose is quite nice
and poet’s pen writes it twice
But I will say it thrice…
Every dream begins with you
My heart beats just for you
My soul has peace because of you.
Words are fun,
you know.
They convey
many things.
Feelings such as;
happiness, anger,
fear, and sorrow.
Just to name a few.
Words can tell
a history,
your own,
your people,
or even others too.
Words can even
Lie to yourself,
And your fellow man.
Be careful
with your words.
"50 Words for Poe: Winter"
Hey, you know how it goes
when you had your first kiss
Poetry kind of gets you between
the gonads with that kinda shizz
Yep, you’re lost on the swell when it
hits that frizz
You just gotta hit the surf and
when the waves come for you
dive under the Effers
You’ll come out of the Lemonade, betya 10 quids
Head up, you’re King or Queen of the Waves
This is how "IT" begins
Sharks, bellies full of sunk brave
are there to awaken
"Kavorka"
Byron knew that biz
"Kavorka"
Poetry in Bliss
Go on
Deal those cards
Black Jack
No Pikers
Never pass this way again
It’s Now or Never
We’re ALL heading towards Winter
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/MKAC7t0P65o
Steely Dan...
"One always has to be willing to lose to be able to win... in battle and in life.”
"50 Words for Poe: The Woods"
Close my eyes
All goes dark
then a small spark
the world opens
LIGHT
My woods
Dusk
Twilight
to
Dawn
to
DARK
to
LIGHT
There you are:
kinda frightened
kinda brave
kinda bring-it-on
kinda like your mumma
kinda f-u buddy
kinda you don't wanna cross this line with me you m'fker
Amongst it, waiting
for me
you-know-who
your .....
well, you can fill the lines in ....
kind of scared
but not;
anticipating.
I knew you’d find me
eventually
G
Silver Lady
sometime down the track ...
(Ladylabyrinth/2019)
gvlm/llb
MAGIK.
Hiroshi Yoshimura - A·I·R
https://youtu.be/ProvVFrF6b8
"50 Words for Poe: Cicero"
On reflection
she should have used
Capone’s colt .38
which had been offered ...
at a price,
but the knife did
the trick just the same
She used it more than twice
Straight through
the Heart
of our anti-hero
in Room 101
Hotel Cicero
Weapon of Choice: 6 inch Italian Stiletto
Instead of Alcatraz
she found herself
haunting Asylum 666
doin’ ghost time from an early grave
counting skeleton bones and
playing marbles for sticks
She was now pleading her case
Dr Lucifer knew her game
Yes indeed, he understood
Life was a trick
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/B1qQCFQCneA
Cell Block Tango
“...he ran into my knife 10 times. Not guilty”.
https://youtu.be/hdvIjmdHLEM
Miss Divine
"50 Words for Poe: Davy Jones"
Walking the plank
Sweet
Sharks waiting with
big smiles
big teeth
Blindfolds and rope
make it complete
Cement feet
Sweet
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/talqltbOsNU
Plank/Devil Makes Three
“I love those moments, I love to wave at them as they pass by” Jack Sparrow
https://youtu.be/_05lRKSdJBM
From Dusk Till Dawn
"50 Words for Poe: Love Spell"
Baptised
drowned a life
to sink
never again to be found
Rises joy in the
silence of a soul
Blue Heart smiles,
no words from my mouth
blind eyes
open
new windows
found
Grace
in the flames
finds feet
barefoot over burning ground
slow dance
slow dance
now
Blue Heart smiles,
no words from my mouth
slow dance
slow dance
now
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/e3mB31w7QSw
“BELIEVE”
"50 Words for Poe: Marbles"
She returned to her crib in the Asylum
gliding through all the walls covered in
The Dead Poets' Society writings
All she could think of was going to bed
a lot of loud Ghost sighing….you know how it goes
she just wanted to rest her head on a ...
soft duck down pillow
and all the lunatic wanted to do in the next room
with his incessant knocking and catawauling,
was to play marbles.
Ah to write a sonnet, she picked up her quill, affectionately dubbed ZoZo
She turned the music up, you know the drill, you know how it goes...
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/bhLhJm5VyHE
"I'd love to come back as the most annoying ghost ever."
"50 Words for Poe: Circadian"
He pushed the envelope under her door
when she opened it, in her Ghost hands,
it read,
“Circadian nymph,
put on your dance shoes,
collect you at 3.33am.
Downtown Trotters Ghost Ball.
No pesky green Fairies riding Unicorns.
Affectionately yours,
Your Doctor -
Lucifer”
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/iyRbigv8iho
“I have a flamethrower. (Zarek)
You have a what? (Astrid)
It pays to be prepared. (Zarek)"
Dance with the Devil
50 Words for Poe: Epoché
A short stay in Hell is
often part of the journey
required to reach Home
Sometimes one finds
oneself recidivist
re-haunting the lava pit
It’s the forward and return
stay in Purgatory
that’s the real Trip
Terror Fell
(Room 10, Asylum)
He handed back the key
She closed the panel
Her Epoché
remained in his hands
although, of this he was keenly aware, she was sorely amiss
he could still taste the Rosemary over Thistle in her kiss
Of course,
She had Room 9 to attend to...
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/ob0CILJ93bA
Low/Poor Sucker
“It is impossible to achieve the aim without suffering”. John G. Bennett
https://youtu.be/hzFsDQeTUT4
Fripp/Exposure
1. Epoché
2. Suspended Judgement
3. Suspended Disbelief
4. Asylum
Lyrics/Low, Poor Sucker
https://genius.com/Low-poor-sucker-lyrics
“50 Words for Poe: Lillith”
Lillith was a cat on a hot tin roof
all coiled up ready to spring
Cat on a hot tin roof
dancing bare feet on a bare floor, cold bed without springs, locked in her own mind, a locked door
you could feel the heat rising off her
like heat when rain hits blistering bitumen, steam slowly raising the atmosphere, electric, charged
She smelt like heat and rain
and fresh cut silver grass and lemonade
Her mind was like the ocean
She rolled her hips as she swayed in her tight skirt
bare feet in a room next to Terror
In Room No.9
Lillith, kind of entranced in her own fire, wired
Turns her back on shadows
in the mirror
Terror’s knocking on her wall
She turns up the music in her mind, higher
She was New
after all
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://youtu.be/dhGETVlOM0Y
“Melts in the wall.
And I
Am the arrow,
The dew that flies
Suicidal, at one with the drive
Into the red
Eye, the cauldron of morning.”
“We are all living in an illusion and mistaking it for reality.”
50 Words for Poe: Manifestation
When all this is over
When all the words have dissolved into the Void
and stories of fantasy have no purpose anymore
What you will remember
of the person you chose to Love
is touch, how it felt to be real
just Be, immediate, in their presence
silent in the moment
the past forgotten
enfolded, you fit, like pieces of a puzzle
close, heart beating against heart, skin to skin
lips like soft velvet crushed moist and warm up against your neck
Stirred with a spoon
into a piping
hot mess
You breathe them in, like they’re your strongest hit of caffeine
and you finally realise
This is How Now Begins
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rt94jbEy0W0
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Titania
"50 Words for Poe: cor unum"
"cor unum"
cor ad cor loquitur
confessio
crescente luce
de profundis
lux vitae lux
et lux in tenebris lucet
de nobis fabula narratur
fons vitae caritas
lux vitae lux
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8k9f88gEbE
et super omnia
ad te ipso sit tru
et deo
50 WORDS
The man with the rope asked for last words - so
I stepped to the edge and looked calmly down:
That’s a dangerous edge, I said - some unlucky
guy could get hurt if he fell -
I mean he could easily break
His leg or arm -
if really unlucky,
maybe his
neck.
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Written by Sydney Peck
Entered in Shaz Cheesman’s Contest 50 Words
You say I've never written you a poem.
I want to; I've tried.
You know, I used to write them,
once...
Funny how the things that matter most
Cannot be put into words:
The dancing light in your eyes
Your intoxicating scent that still
teases me from the pillow
after you've gone
Your lips that
from the moment they touched mine
breathed me to life
Your laugh so contagious
that even when I think of it
I smile
All of these qualities make up you
but are not you...
You I could never put into words.
I want to; I've tried.
This is why I've never written you a poem.
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