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I remember,I remember when the river flowed,
I remember,I recall when my soul floated,
With every flow,
Don't fall,remember the river,
Don't drown,remember it flowed,
Don't die,remember it cleansed,
Flow me away river,gently down your path,
Gently down your stream,
Numb the poison that sinks with every flow,
I remember,I remember when the flowers withered,
Flow away this winter,this winter that withers,
With every flow,
I remember the boat,my boat in that winter,
Rickety boat,Rickety by that winter,
But I remember,I remember the river flowed,
Don't fall,remember the river,
Don't drown,remember it flowed,
Don't die,remember it cleansed,
River, 'O' river you manned the station,
Guiding the boat gently through,
Numbing the poison brought by that winter,
For I remember,I remember when you flowed,
I remember,I recall when you floated my soul,
With every flow,you saved,from the poison,from that winter,
I shall not fall from the boat,you flow,
I shall not drown, you float,
I shall not die,you save,
I remember,I remember when you flowed,
I remember,I recall when I floated,
With every flow you saved me from the poison and that winter.
Forlorn clouds of loneliness engulf me in shades of grey,
pastel sounds of life and love grow dimmer to me every day.
I can feel the burning sunshine dancing on my back,
snatching colors from my world, it melts them into black.
Lost amidst the stars somewhere I once heard a storybook rhyme,
the girl who said she'd always love me is now once upon a time.
Before this darkness found me I saw roses everywhere,
now piercing thorns of emptiness are more than I can bear.
I long to view the peaceful sea; all I hear are the crashing waves,
to read between the lines of living; my eyes are but dots on a page.
To witness lightning's warning of the thunder that I fear,
the stream of life flows by me, leaving only sights I can hear.
The wind brushes through my hair on its way to the towering trees,
the streams rushing through my soul on their path to the faraway seas;
like the wind we blow away,
like the stream we flow away,
on our journey to the tomb of eternity.
Written 4 Nov 2020
How do I flow away?
To nowhere I always see
No one can always show the way
That somewhere to always never be
I wanna just close my eyes
Yet eyes within my mind is always open
Never did I mind watching reality goes by
Because my watchful mind always do learn
I no longer wish I can fly
Rather wish I would to be free falling
Falling free from every dimension so high
And remembering always in my every dream
Disappearing and appearing like a ghost
How reality and dreams will be slow to keep up
Yet attending and never playing host
To only be an instance, a moment and never about
There is to be no one who can show the way
To that somewhere never to be
How will I ever flow away?
To nowhere I always forever see
She hated men
Hated everything about them
Bordering on the pathological
Hated the way they touched her
Hated the way they used her
She even hated taking their dirty money
She did like killing them though
Watching their power slowly ebb away
It was the ultimate org*sm
Definitely so much better than sex
She didn’t like the spurters
Underwear was so damn expensive
But she was beginning to perfect her technique
Directing the flow away from her
Learned strangely enough from a surgeon
He would have been proud of her
It was her breasts that caught his eye
The rest his imagination took care of
He had never done it blindfold before
It sure felt so sensual
God, he could feel the explosion building up inside him
She directed the open razor with total precision
Marvelling as his body went into spasm
God, the org*sm was out of this world
Definitely so much better than sex.
Santa Claus took from the NON-for Profit
" people who wish to marry fund"
to support his gift giving campgain.
Santa who doesn't eat Venision
heard that the "rights of Modern Men"
were sponsoring a Four Meat supper
to raise money for the
" People who wish to marry fund"
he asked one question, " are they serving Venision?"
the fella said yeah, and taters and yams, and those
sweet, sweet taters. " Oh yeah said Santa,
them po' (Bleeps) gonna learn. "Bife for the We-if"
"not sear the deer". "Things their mothers have done, don't they
know better" " "They have a treasurer who drinks don't they"
"the fella said they sure do boss!" "they sure do!" Santa told him
that summa (beep) is gonna look foolish when
he finds the gift I'm leaving him"
then he got on his sleigh and flow away.
when he returned,(two days later)
he just smiled and said "Christmas is saved!"
and everyone went back to work cheering for Ole Santa!
When asked, "what did you leave the fella for Christmas?"
He told him, " I left the (beep) absolutely nothing"
"I farted in his face when I walked by him sleeping"
Like a Shield
Breaking every corner of my heart and mind,
I stitch my body together, gathering the pain I hide.
I prepare myself for every day,
No matter how difficult the roads may be.
I will stitch myself with my pain,
I will never let myself break again.
I will never let my courage fall,
Nor let myself fall in my own eyes at all.
This body is made of earth,
And one day, it will return to earth.
Until that day comes, I will prepare,
Standing strong, becoming a shield.
If I grow tired, I will lift myself again,
Without a word, I will fight through the pain.
I will fight that difficult time,
For it will pass like a story in time.
My tears may flow away,
But my intentions will remain.
The dreams I hold within my heart,
I will fulfil, no matter how hard.
I have lived too long in another’s shadow;
Now I must create my own path.
Even if little time remains,
I will never let my courage fall.
No matter how many responsibilities rest on my shoulders,
I will never bow down.
What I have decided, I will make come true.
Piece by piece, I will gather myself again.
I will give it my all and keep going.
Whatever I must achieve, I will achieve.
Until my final breath remains,
Whatever I have decided in my heart, I will accomplish.
Indigo coldness
obscures starlight
twinkles are lost
hidden from the sight
porch lights distant
shining bright
flickering starbursts
descending from the sky
crystals fragile
in frigid air
blankets the walkways
cold and bare
bundled deeply
seeking warmth
visions of summer
flow in my mind
half heard rumbles
steel scrapes
scattering crystals
hard and dry
rivers flow
through the night
herding the storm
to far away
radiant beams
warmth away
as glittering starlight
now appears
shines forth sunlight
new dawning day
as endless rainbows
spring into the view
enthalpy clings
to sparkling light
ascending the hill
of energy gain
crystals do slowly
with changing state
droplets become
and flow away
breeze slowly warming
attacking the chill
bright blinding sunlight
stealing away sight
Our faint life
Some brushstrokes project our fate, two hands, I am disabled, lives
without arms. Missing yours. Mine tired, wanted one to create the lives
Yes, saying the life, you cannot go on the road only with your mind
The film on the projection is a weathered series of images, a life window
is blind. I am trying to imagine lives in the window, I need your imagination.
Flow away our lives, melting the life ice, and watch their faces on the other side.
Flat glass is our life—a window. Dance on. Crack the surface. Kill lives,
our lives. You do it. Does it? All my love. Kids of the mirror, you are melting
on my eyeglasses. Lenses of my window. Loved you the origin of yours, the
guys. Kids of the home. They watch our imagined home, our family nest. Home.
Are you an English woman? Do you like to kill? You are a sadist. Genetically?
Yes. Confess. Confess! I tell you something. I loved someone. She killed
our children. You enjoyed my honest love. Then you trapped my love, oh
oh beautiful English rich woman. I was honest and a lover. But only an Eastern European.
I know now
You are a nazi
You Enjoyed
wasting my years
You like to kill man's life
(Europeans)
(And European lives.)
(Nazi woman.)
Beautiful English woman
Goodbye
Loved you
and wanted to
change
and save you
someone
who loved you
Demon
Vilmos
In light of my own imagination
I am drawn to the natural existence
that beauty possesses within my very mind
Creating a view of the desire to be one
To have freedom
To have the choice between what is right and wrong
To live in a life where I have a positive outlook among myself
Where the world does not revolve around material possessions
I am me
I am able to go on in life and know that I made a choice
The choice to live the best I can for the reality of the woman I am
The one that has the desire to create, to dream, to imagine
The times of past flow away and I settle in the moments
of the realization that life is too short
I shall cherish what I have in the moment
And the future will look brighter ahead amongst the horizon
in which I see through clear eyes of intellectual realization.
The weakening of limbs
I sink into my pillow
after 3 days of no sleep,
I feel weight-less
and what was on my
conscious and aching pain
turns into a fairytale dream.
The days of painting away
with my mates, keeping
a close eye for my boss's
vehicle approaching
as we take an extra
30 minutes for lunch break.
I'm back in School and there are
shooters in all the halls,
blood fills almost every
cemented cavity
as I flow away
like water
down the drain...
Evaporated
in time
while invading
Pennywise the clown
by simply closing my eyes...
The re-occurring nightmare
of a visit to the beach
to see one of mother's friends
when I was about ten.
The family dog, would
chase me into the dunes
and chew down on my back
and spill the blood from my neck.....
I had this dream about 12 times
and it was different but
would end the same.
The angels & demons spiraling
into my mind, constantly.
I can't let the bad ones out,
My mind feeds on running out of time
Once shiny was every new dime
and that sparkle in eyes not yet
exploited by those so darkened
I wish could ever so shine..
The wolves hunt with the lambs
under the protection of the rams
The pearls under such rare clams
found in rivers, oceans & dams...
You should watch yourself,
when you feel fear and distress
Its over before you are 12
with a sworn secret
and bleeding knees, torn dress.
Once beautiful with now needles
her only gentle high that cradles
bruises and black eyes
every-day events from clienteles
You can't hurt or kill
those of us who are
already dead.
I'll take the fall
from the holy sword...
Take a name and apply it,
its your name-tag
and please, we don't care
of your wonderful efforts...
You know you are no longer even here
when you'll rather surf rock bottom,
and no longer need to appease
the machine of capitalism
The sexualization of children
was the last draw,
and now we are entering Sodom
and Jesus will draw his sword.