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The dream to me seemed so real
It started off with such a thrill
Hiking in the woods alone
In geography to me unknown
Looking at fauna new to me
I did not see him behind the trees
A madman with an axe in hand
Came charging at me with wild abandon
The axe buried deep in my head
At that moment I knew I was dead
Then my wife shook me awake
It was all a dream, this terror a fake
I was telling her about my dream
And how real the terror seemed
When a shadow came up from behind
And again the murderer my eyes did find
My wife did not see him coming
The axe swung with an awful humming
Her head fell onto my lap
I saw blood dripping from his axe
Reality was mirroring my awful dream
Before it hit me I let out a scream
Then I woke up in my bed for real
Or did I?...Perhaps I am dreaming still
I'm in the house all alone.
(She is no where near alone in this house.)
I hear the ringing of the phone.
(And believe me its not just a mere mouse.)
I answer, but oddly there is no one there.
(Not even a dial tone, will she hear on the line.)
I think this is more than the average scare.
(When this is over, not even her body, they'll find.)
I hang up and turn around, eyes open wide.
(My decaying corpse I shall let her see.)
I realize suddenly I'm trapped inside.
(Tell whomever you want, but no one will believe.)
Even though I'm locked inside, I still try to flee.
(I slam the door, there is no escape here!)
Oh why, oh why won't this ghost let me free?
(Oh how I love the smell of her fear!)
Oh Lord I wish I could take back that night.
(She should never have been drinking.)
When I ran her down in drunken delight.
(What was wrong with her, what was she thinking?)
I got out of the car to see what I had hit.
(I lay on the road a crumpled heap.)
In my stupor I pick her up to take her to a fresh dug pit.
(She throws me carelessly in the back of her Jeep.)
I now see for the wrong I've done I MUST make amend.
(Breathing hard with sweat beading on her forehead.)
I grab my chest as my life suddenly comes to an end.
(Eye for an eye we're even now that she too, is dead.)
For the duos, thanks for John Loving for tapping Sandra Hudson & Sami Al-Khahili, You both
are next!
Cool liquid drizzles down from the skies
upon the riot of hues and tints
that stretch forth from verdant fields
I see crimson colored rhodos,
crepe paper orange poppies, and
sunshine daffodils
each distinct in it's own form and fashion
decorated to grace the backdrop of my mind-
such a beautiful and lovely day
perfect for lazing around and soaking up the sun
counting clouds as they melt by
until the afternoon
juxtaposes itself against the blanket of the evening
This evening finds me wrapped in the comfort of your smile
holding memories of the day's wondrous sights and smells
it's so good to be alive
as I make the transition from day to night
I've fallen for the luminescence that I find in your eyes
as it follows me now
wherever I go
so that I am never alone
anymore.
lapis lazuli offered me
protection,as I walked
the land of the dead
being just half woman
and the shadows puppet,
i subsisted in nowhere
for eons
my darkness ended
as a mirror of light,
shone a course
to cross a river
a silhouette waited,
at the beginning
with one
breath of life left
I crossed the Nile,
no water touched my feet,
(but shadow gods followed me
trailing cloaks of wrath)
I was never meant
to come back
you brought me here
protected me,loved me
and when you tired of me
forgetting the shadows
haunt
My hair trails a path
I am crossing the Nile,
moonlight covers
the path of my return
I am almost
half a woman again,
and the shadow of wrath
crosses my face
I wake up with the morning light,
Something doesn't feel quite right,
I wipe my eyes and scratch my head,
Oh no there's someone in my bed,
I gently pull the blanket back,
Hoping that they won't attack,
I see a lovely face and full head of hair,
How the hell did she get there,
Now my head starts to hurt,
What does she have on but my shirt,
Soft steps I now take,
Coffee I really need to make,
With a cup in hand,
On the porch I now stand,
At an empty drive way I now stare,
My car just isn't there,
The questions will have to keep,
The answers are on my bed asleep,
I don't want her awake,
Can't remember her name for heaven sake,
Not liking how the day has begun,
But last night must have been fun,
Now there are foot steps in the hall,
Guess she's not asleep at all,
She buries her head in my shoulder,
Then my kids she's not much older,
Then she says don't you fret,
My name is Evette,
I know I am not the one,
But last night was really fun,
Adding that she had met me at the bar,
Then took my keys so I wouldn't drive the car,
She didn't want to be alone,
She called a cab and took me home,
Then asked if she could stay,
Til a little later in the day,
Then asked don't you remember this,
And gave me a big hug and kiss,
Not sure what it all should mean,
But this is every old mans dream!
An Uncle Charlie Original
© 2008 unclecharlie
I don't want to think of You
But you is all I think about
You make me sick of my brain
I don't want to see your face
But your pictures are everywhere
They just stress me out again
I don't want to hear your voice
But they are whispering in my ears
you make me want to be deaf then
I don't want to feel your touch
But they are tickling me all the time
I just want to take the tickling part away
I don't want to smell your perfume
But it's the morning fragrance
That makes me want to stop breathing in the day
I don't want to touch your things
But they are all over my room
In my room, I don't want to stay
I don't want to dream about you
But, Whenever i put my head to sleep
Your face reaches my dreams through the ray
I just hate that i can't get over you
I just wonder what would it be
If I met you by a chance today?!
Form:
i.
I had lost the entirety
of my muchness
I watched a white rabbit
dart in my peripheral
as walkabout found my feet,
the Red Queen laughs raucously
dangling me at the end of a Scepter
ii.
Tweedle Dee and Tweedle dum
know I am not Alice,
and that this is not my home
iii.
Arnhem calls to me
as the earth trembles
briefly,
I feel the beating spirit
through the bush,
and it tempts me with magic
flowing from the Dreamtime
iv.
so I wait
stroking the rainbow serpent
but ever watchful
of escape to a place
my heartbeats home
in the land of Never and Oz
The color purple stops my thoughts, whilst pink can make them fly,
the color green is not the grass and blue no more the sky,
the color red makes me feel calm whilst navy makes me angry,
yellow's fallen off the sun and orange is not tangy,
my mixed up rainbow re-creates my world where dark and light reverse,
my wounds no longer feel no pain and my comfort I need to nurse,
touch me and I don't feel you, abandoned I found love,
the normal my abnormality, whilst at the bottom I'm above,
this altered state I find myself contented and at peace,
I fell through the looking glass a delightful place to meet,
when your ready to explore and let sanity depart,
come to me through this looking glass, the mirror of my heart!
Before the mirror he stood and gazed, another soul sent to their grave, he needed time to
contemplate, at whose hand had they met their fate?
Is there an evil that in him thrives, urging that he takes more lives, he stands and looks
now at his face, reflecting back his own self hate.
The time had come for him to converse, with this inner demon for whom he worked, he takes
a breath, exhales slow, there's answers that he needs to know.
Determined now he starts to ask, the information that he lacked, how else could he get
through this night, but what if he's wrong, no demons fight?
What if the hand upon the blade, was his own hand that yielded pain, what if it was his
own intent, his mind tortured not by devilment, he knew he had to venture further, was he
truly capable of murder?
Seeking truth, accept no less, he asks his inner self to now confess,
"From the furthest corner bound to hell, upon the depths I cast this spell, I ask for
vision so I may see, the demon who posse-th me"
He stood transfixed upon the glass, as a voice answered back,
"My friend your doing very well, there's a place for you with me in hell, what questions
of me do you seek? come, come speak up, it's just you and me"
Unsettled by this demons words, his speech was shaky, somewhat slurred, he found the
courage to pursue, the answers that this demon knew.
"When in the midst of violent rage, you write the script upon my page, you control my
inner will, you push my desire for blood fuelled kills, do you admit to this no less,
speak to me demon, do you confess?"
Urgently he needed answers, this demon feeds upon him like a cancer,
"You would like that would'nt you, that it was me who killed, it was not you, to feel
relief, exoneration, escape the punishment of your own damnation,the truth you seek won't
set you free, the murderer was never me"
In a mist of temper he destroyed the mirror, as shards of glass dispersed and shimmered,
he took a blade whilst in this mist ,and in desperation,sliced his wrists,
as he fell upon the floor, he knew that he would Kill no more, the peace he sought he
found at last, from the cold slash of the broken glass,finally he was free from his sin,
as life left his body, and death moved in!
Marry me, I am falling head over heels for you.
Go to the dance with me and let the world see what I do.
That shy smile, the twinkle in your emerald eyes.
I love how smoothly I can feed you these lies.
I'll love you forever, until my last dying breath.
No, I would never betray you, you're all I have left.
Don't ever hurt me, it would make my heart break.
After you give it up, I'll be gone before you wake.
Take my hand, show everyone how much you want me.
I will never do the things that your ex did, just wait and see.
I am different, I promise, Just let me show you honey.
I'll sit in the locker room and say how easy you are, how funny.
So you say that you have a secret to tell, you're different too?
Your secret is safe with me, tell me what's so different about you?
I'll listen with eager ears, my eyes only for you, to all others I'm blind.
Oh, I see, your secret is that you read and can control minds?
Marry me please and be the love of my life.
Look everyone, don't I have the most beautiful wife?
I love you more and more every single day.
Maybe I should be more careful with what I think or say.....