Metal feet outrun
records of our fastest man
finish line flashes
but nobody taught tin legs
what a finish line can mean.
We build forward gears
but leave reverse on paper
no exit was planned
they say 'you can't stop progress'
'til the finish circles back.
Things can move quickly
once we teach the gears to run
wisdom trails behind
the clever machine stays dumb
doing whatever it can.
Add a thinking cloud
and the price climbs with each guess
false answers sound true
who keeps checking all the checks—
who detects the last error?
Me and positivity
Me and positivity
Me and positivity
No one can brake us apart
He'll be my friend, ti'll the end
He doesn't play pretend
Me and positivity
Me and positivity
Me and positivity
We only have, one enemy
His name is, negativity
We don't let him play with us, anymore
Kicked him away, made him pay
He washed up on the shore
Me and positivity
Me and positivity
Me and positivity
The one and, only
No one else, is quite like him
Makes me smile, on a whim
He's really, somthing else
Me and positivity
Me and positivity
Me and positivity
Makes me, happy
Me and positivity
Me and positivity
Me and positivity
No one can brake us apart
Riding a great dragon’s tail through the soaking wet darkness of the early morning,
Red,
Tails and tails of red bending through the breathing stone as I inch closer to the labour camp,
Closer and closer to the sacrificial alter of Kronos,
Where I hang my heart from his crooked scythe of time,
In exchange for small pieces of silver,
Never big enough to free me from the great dragon’s tail that furls red through the weeping shade of bitter cold,
Never big enough to unhook my heart from his Scythe and give it full and healthy to my daughter’s,
Never big enough to leave the labour camp,
Never big enough to feel the rings of time shining long and warm on my pale skin,
Just enough to keep me coming back,
Just enough to chain me to the red tail,
Just enough to lock me away from every colour of meaning,
Just enough to enslave me in perpetual servitude,
In honour of those small pieces of silver.
I love you so much
I fear
I dare sent not touch
Thee
I love you so much
Just in case you are so brittle
I maybe you may brake
And as you are
To me
The cream inside my cupcake
The frosting and icing as well
The one and only
Who rings my bell
All to hell
That is the how and why
I love you so much
I want to but I can’t
I should but I won’t
I had it but I lost it
Who knew it’d be gone in the blink of an eye
Just as fast as it stopped by
As if it was some figment of my imagination
Gone like those before
Broken when they left
Shattered heart turned comotose
I don’t want it but I could
I shouldn’t but I will
I lost it ‘cause I never actually had it
For it was all just a figment
Just like you
Visit me not, never in my dreams
I felt myself smiling with laughter
The warmth, fluffy as cotton Candy,
Suddenly the law of attraction with a “bang” hit!
with a bit of trepidation, I felt claustrophobic.
when I open eyes so big questions rose as I frown,
the mind profligated to the peak.
Familiar surroundings as I pick,
A flamboyant breath out of me, Pheuuuuw!!!!
Realizing it was all a dream.
It is sad, that I have cut the cord myself, not proudly
Course you forced me to the party.
I loved you unconditionally, even more exceptionally.
And, none of this is funny
Course You pushed me to the core “intentionally”.
Where did you even get the energy to play lovey dovey?
I am dead serious, this is all OVER!
And my pride is not allowing me,
And will never allow me to allow you back in.
You played me, and truthfully
I wish we never met.
And I wish I’d said this, that last time
“Please remain in my past, and Step back out of my dreams too”
Apply the brake on thoughts vicious
Fall not to thrust of lust
Heart shrivels by acts pernicious
Ego misdeeds unjust
Tender love God caress
Open hearts He does bless
Let’s not His laws transgress
Our joy at stake
Apply the brake
17-December-2021
Quietus
Willows wheeze while traders weep
A head for softer shoulders grasped
Spread another bid too deep
On margin calling crumpled dreams collapsed
Umbrellas saved the follicles
While frozen feet alarmed by sudden cold
Observe the blaze advanced to diabolical
All paper perished, all future visions sold
Jackals trace the wall of worry
Dining on the furtive few
Until at last the feast of falling flurry
All pensioners resolve eschewed
Don't utilize stimulant,
don't be intoxicated,
unbeaten!
Behave natural
do poetry online ...
Inflorescence?
brand news ... poetry
bears fruit hatches
in the world...
Eureka ...
stimulates the mind,
exercises the brain,
employ the hippocampus
drawing poems ...
Recycling...
modern Times,
other ways,
creation,
recreation...
strip poetry ...
Creative mind,
healthy psyche,
do not lose mind,
everything changes,
everything converts ...
Stop and realize...
comet poetry
Uplift
My lift.
Smiling
Grinning.
Dialing
Dealing.
No trace
My ace.
Disgrace
My face.
No stares
Players.
Let's see what we can do with this
the struggles all supposed to be in bliss,
we know that none of this we'll miss
once we're leaving for the promised land.
But then again it's close at hand
that you might play another band
tomorrow.
But oh - who cares 'bout what's to come
when what we need is not yet gone
and what we want is short a song?
Come on, let's light another fire
and take our dreams a little higher.
You look at me with stary eyes,
I feel quite taken by surprise
as you speak these words I summarize:
"I think we'll take
A thoughtful
Instrumental brake."
What a grate dey it is
Sonny whether and awl
Let's wring in Spring Brake
Thyme for fun, half a bawl.
Cum on, let's get aweigh
and lei on the beech
reed books by the serf
sea and bee scene.
Wheel watch waives bye the peer
Whet hour feat and hour tows
Ewe just mite meat Mr. Write
Theirs a chants, who nose?
Rotors spinning
Desentigration
Gods kingdom
Deceptive revelation
Lies built - unto the throne
Living without guilt
Dying all alone.
Callaper grinds
Whatever she finds
Like god throwing stones
Brakes are broke
No chance to show
Vehicle now disabled
Watching us go.
~END~
February 22nd, 2008
explanation:
this is dedicated to my sharp bud Christopher T. we hung out all day and tried to change the brakes on his van. Inspiration hit me with 3 short poems I'm posting. It was a good day and I had a lot more fun then anyone else. Including you ::points out of screen:: what did you do that day? Didn't hang with us, well,
that's too bad.
sorry, charlie!
LOVE’S BRAKE
Many are by the night mice,
They eat you quietly like lice
Their pretence is just to entice ...
They are by no means really nice
The farmer’s love for his hens:
Every time in and out the pens;
So often he bakes with their eggs
His pet feeds daily on their legs.
Hold the brake when you hear love,
He may sing songs, she may with you laugh;
The agenda for you can be rough and tough:
Though it looks a sheep,it can still be a wolf.
Calamity hides its dagger under tongue and face;
So many have become its preys without any trace.
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