These leavings are devastating.
I feel husked and scraped
The cobb cast on the bin
While destiny enjoys my entrails.
A continuos cycle of harvest
Where heaven recieves the best
And the living are trodden by fate.
I have words of comfort
just as i know they fall empty on your soul
I too know the cruelty of the crones scithe.
I can't share my anger or voice the injustice.
What fake platitudes do I offer?
That we can make wreaths
Woven of dried memories?
Pay homage to some harvest
where the feast is never presented?
Its okay. Im angry too.
And anger can at least burn with a fire
that fights off the cold of the night.
Brazen with frustrstion
Beat our chest in indignation
woop and holler at the mighty powers
and hold our cherished little ones
while we tremble at night for their future.
Some where, I know, we are supposed to seek
Humility, grace, forgiveness.
But I need the fire tonight.
The pain is too vulnerable.
Categories:
continuos, anger, bereavement,
Form: Free verse
Lurking beneath beds older then the rags of history
A smile buried beneath bridges where sunshine makes rainbows
And somewhere deep is a chaos is the truth pointlessly burried over and again with reakless intensity
A frightening spectle of endless new acts of forgetting
An impossible tomb set up to play funearal games
A sad singing
Warped longing to continue
A continuos replication of emptiness
Becoming that which cannot be
swallowing an army of poisoned swords
Dancing to the music of a pindrop
A scream
New birth sleeping through time in dying arms
Still desperately trying to pretend
A stranger stranded in a perpetual strangeness
Caught in the act of a heartbeat thats blood is the unfolding of endless life
Naked in space the unbearable unclothed mystery for the moment becomes the cause of a mad celebration
A festival of breath
A slaughter of seconds
Riding the disease ill go out ing
Categories:
continuos, identity, truth,
Form: Free verse
Just a thin wall dividing my headboard from the john,
every night it played me a continuos running water song,
so got up and closed the valve,
my problem now temporarily solved,
posting a note on the lid, "don't resuscitate until dawn!"
Categories:
continuos, humor, sleep,
Form: Limerick
Wandering down dark streets,
looking for whats the cause for continuos heart beats.
Searching for insubstantial pieces to fill an unneccesary void,
waiting for an answer that doesnt exist,
while unseemingly getting very annoyed.
Felt illiterate when the answer was shown through anothers beliefs,
it's crazy how simple it was this whole time,
im amazed at how brief.
Found reasons to let all the worries,fears, and doubts go,
Spent forever searching for the place my heart could call home...
Sustainable strength in all that has been found,
now to remove every evil part and stomp it into the ground...
Categories:
continuos, analogy, angel, angst, art,
Form: Concrete
Nobody Understands me
All these questions people hand me
I can’t make decisions
I answer wrong answers
I cause my own collisions
All these retched people judge me
When I stand against my own word
The thought of which absurd
I know I have heard my voice and thought it to be wrong
Just another song
Another tragic story
The bloody part is coming
Getting gory
No one gets the glory
Except me
The queen who makes the worst decisions
Causing her own collisions
All of these choices
All of these persistent voices
Continuos nagging
It just keeps on red flagging
All the time
So much time
But yet so little
I try I try I cry
I die
Nobody understands me
All these thoughts that people hand me
Utterly
Despicably
Saddening
Sickening
Me
Such a sickening me
Categories:
continuos, dedication, depression, devotion, dream,
Form: Free verse
A quiet place where silence begins and anger stops. Tombed in a clever little spot
where only we can enter. A barrier between life and a huge hostile world. a place
where pleasant memories linger and faces stay the same. Colors are much brighter
and hearts are warm and kind. A shadowed soul is a rapid beat of many heartbeats.
Pounding in rhythm one beat at a time. We can hear each heartbeat patter if we are
silent. The beats are wonderful with amazing chime and windfall flight.
Continuos patterns as if we are glued in space to a tranquil barrier. A dimension of
our minds unblock the scissors that can cut us apart if we let them. But no we will
not let them. I protect you with my life and catch you if you slip on the outer bounds
of illness. I gaze at you with glory and a living soul through the eyes of hundreds.
Let us stay shadowed as it is to protect you and keepsake your memory in a solemn
vow that is mine and yours throughout the harmony of our souls.
Categories:
continuos, fantasy, life,
Form: Light Verse
stop and stare,watch the ripples of our effects spread out and contaminate all that is round
us,stand back and let yourself be consumed,lost in the confusion,watch the reality unveil
itself from behind the cover that is the illusion. Welcome your mind to the days of shallow
dreams and prolonged euphoria,endless repeation,continuos routine..and baised
emotions,welcome to days of ashtray pillows,smoke cloud covers and bottle bottoms..to
unraivaled insanity and misunderstood sanity.. Sit back and wallow in the vomit and piss that
is now the present,the soon forget past and irrelevant memory coz this here is the tale of the
misundertood.
Categories:
continuos,
Form: I do not know?
Those who have never picked up a guitar before can learn this song in probably less than an
hour. That is, if your fingers can handle it !
Easy Scary Song
tumtumtttttumtumtttttumtummmmmmmm
Jesus is commiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig
ToNight
tumtumtttttumtumtttttumtummmmmmmm
he'll ask for nothiiiiiiiiiiiiiig
but your life
tumtumtttttumtumtttttumtummmmmmmm
bow-dow
tumtumtttttumtumtttttumtummmmmmmm
bow-dow
tumtumtttttumtumtttttumtummmmmmmm
blammmmmmmmaaammmmmmaaammmmmmmmmm(D+G)
bam (C+F)
Solo
Imbellish, repeat and add for fun
Guitar Version
(Palm E string)
tumtumtttttumtumtttttumtummmmmmmm
(alaternate repeats with playing C+F continuos
then end rift with open A+D stop)
(Then Sing)
Jesus is commiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig
ToNight
tumtumtttttumtumtttttumtummmmmmmm
he'll ask for nothiiiiiiiiiiiiiig
but your life
tumtumtttttumtumtttttumtummmmmmmm
bow-dow (C+F)-(B+E)
tumtumtttttumtumtttttumtummmmmmmm
bow-dow (C+F)-(B+E)
tumtumtttttumtumtttttumtummmmmmmm
blammmmmmmmaaammmmmmaaammmmmmmmmm(D+G)
bam (C+F)
Solo
Imbellish, repeat and add for fun
Categories:
continuos, music
Form: I do not know?
Reverberación de tela
Extiende tus ideas
Hasta el desayuno
Y de vuelta
Para quien mira con cuidado
La moneda se transparenta
Un pulso familiar
Tonadas de un botón pentagonal
Continuas espirales de papel
Antes caracoles sobre el mantel
Mañana más máscaras con maíz
A fin de cuentas, la misma raíz
Odiseas en cuchara de paja
Las cortinas cambian
Siempre en la misma ventana
Antigua marea de plata
Moderno cuaderno cuadriculado
Entre sus poros asoman los gansos
Producción de órbitas en masa
Diversas escalas
Extensas hileras de universos
Réplicas de un único cerezo
Aquel que aprendió
A extender sus brazos
Y entrelazar los dedos
Los parques son continuos
Se muere con la nota de inicio
Campanada cubista
Supresión evolutiva
Siguiente parada
Extensos campos de sombrillas
Categories:
continuos, confusion, philosophy
Form: I do not know?
Through the eyes of a child there’s hope beyond the horizon.
That the suffering, abuse, and neglect would cease.
Those tiny little eyes paint a picture in the mind, that
Children would be world changers, and no longer be forgotten.
Through the eyes of a child the anger, desperation and pain.
So helpless, to retaliate let alone making assumptions to blame.
Despite the situation, and unfortunate circumstance,
Surviving that awful trauma, and given a second chance.
Through the eyes of a child, life is one big event after another.
Continuos problems, stress, and cares of this world.
Life celebrated, and freedom to do, all the important things that matters
To each small boy, and girl.
If we are not careful, I heard a small child say, we can be seen
as little creatures misunderstood, and over looked each day. Thanks to the
people who have been there, sharing love, support, and affection.
That's all it took.
Categories:
continuos, childhoodchild, child,
Form: I do not know?
Listening to incoherent jabber from Charles Manson
Or a continuos loop of music by Hanson
A summer cold with a nose that's runny
Or Bob Saget trying to be funny
A hairball that makes you cough
Or a concert performance from David Hasselhoff
Being arrested shoplifting at the Goodwill
Or putting your tongue on some cold winter steel
Soaking your clothes and running face first in to a live electric fence
Or tickets to a Barefoot Contessa upcoming event
Drinking soup out of a well worn boot
Or eating some nicely aged Baloot
Smelling a European woman's unshaved pits
Or ten yards from finishing a marathon and calling it quits
Eating a lemon lips cracked and dry
Or jumping off a building, then realizing you're not Superman, you cannot fly
Hitting shins in the dark on a metal chair
Or having a blowout in the ghetto, the blowout was your spare
Your car is ripped off, clothes in the car while you are skinny dipping in the lake
Or the thief that stole it realizes going down a mountain that it has no brakes
Sometimes decisions are a curse
You decide which is worse
Categories:
continuos, funny, car, clothes,
Form: ABC
This ride takes you up and down,
It is a continuos cycle, round and round,
There is a beginning,
There is an end,
Our final destination is based on our decisions to some extent,
If you lie, steal and cheat,
At the end you will face the heat,
If you are honest and try to do right,
When there is a tunnel, you will see the light,
Some circumstances are beyond our control,
Are you blessed, or have you sold your soul,
When your roller coaster is at the end of the track,
No time to change, there's no turning back.
Categories:
continuos, death, people, time,
Form: ABC
Dramaville , has got me living in another dimension
dangling upsidedown in suspended animation
topsy turvy amongst the wormy
degenerate's of a continuos generation
racing a race , in a blur , they face
constant contrast , a path to oblivion
the revival of the trivial
survival of the menial
individual 's lethargical
what an insane world ,
once was so magical
So , dramaville , I say to you
that's life , get over it......
what you bring into it
is what you get out of it........!!
Categories:
continuos, imagination, life, social,
Form: Free verse