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a procession
shadowed ravens watch
depressive day turns
the winds bring Frost
Skelton branches clutch
Ghosts dance after the fall
The procession crawls
To the point of vanishing
Oblong boxes of onyx inlaid
Crimson glowing deep within
Secret Furies fly in frightening
Nightmares flank the regal divinities
WRAITHs of mourners drift
White wispy lost memory
Cast in time back to the precipice
The dark procession reflecting
In Raven's soulless eyes
Spin under a clouded sky
The color of the dead
Mourn the passing of gods
Humanity dips into the Misty void
Full of creation loss
Deep secrets live buried
Within oblong boxes
Of Ebony and Crimson
As amber burn
Ravens clutch skeletal branches
Their black eyes witness
The serpents procession
Under these lead-gray skies
The cumulus just holding his breath
waiting to break has nightmares
as their vanities pass by...
As you walk down by the Lake
Just as the Sun begins to brake
The Clouds now moving across the Sky
Drifting slowly as they pass by
The old Jetty, quiet and serene
Stands majestically, ever still, as it has always been
As you walk along its path to the Gazebo at the end
All light up, a forever friend
Walking slowly to the gateway, you enter in
And see the water, so blue so thin
That you can through it to the bottom of the Lake
A rippling sensation a water break
As you look down you start to think
If you jump in you will surely sink
To the darkness right down below
And into to oblivion you would go
Is Paradise on the other side, that’s what you may believe exists
Or is you mind just playing tricks
Why spoil what is truly a work of art
With malicious thoughts, a world apart
Just revel in the beauty you see before your eyes
Blue water rippling its gentle sighs
Take a moment, sit ye down
Wallow in the tranquillity, nary a sound
A Seagull lands upon the roof
Walks around feeling quiet aloof
As he coos his immortal tune
You look skyward and still see the moon
Disappearing on the horizon far away
Whilst the Sun has welcomed a bright new day
The lights on the pathway now disappear
But will be back tonight, never fear
It’s time to rest, to fall asleep
By the Lake with its soul so deep
The water has worked its magic charm
Now sleep well you will not come to harm
I pass by your house almost everyday
And yet I try and stay out of your way
But today wasn’t the same
Instead out by the water to sit I came
Such a beautiful place to write
The sun against water sparkles bright
And though the memories remain
With those I no longer feel any pain
To look at your house my mom comes to mind
And being here I've come to find
Her memory comes back strong
Stronger than it has in so long
And as the sun beats down on me
I think back to what we used to be
I'm reminded of way back when
And all the places that we'd been
From Ohio down to the coast
You know the one I remember most
You gave me memories I'll never forget
For that I'll be forever in your debt
Though since then we've grown apart
But in my heart
You'll always hold a special place
Even if I never again see your face
I won't forget what we once had
After all it wasn’t all bad
We shared some really great times
And I've created some pretty good rhymes
I'm slowly becoming whole again
No longer as broken as I was back then
So as I leave this place today
I'll wear a smile as I walk away
Finally able to close the book
No longer feel the need for one last look
Even though my mom is gone
A part of her still lingers on
I hold it deep inside of me
And the past I must let be
Cuz being here won't bring her back
And we both know that’s a fact
But if there's one thing I can take from today
It's that this girl right here will be okay
In time I will find my way
And there's nothing anyone can do or say
Cuz I'm stronger than I ever knew
And so much of that I learned from you!!!!
Monchielle Dardanelle:
a most amusing name!
If we met on the street
would I simply pass by,
Or take the time to meet?
Monchielle Dardanelle,
I wonder where you live:
in a big penthouse suite,
or a humble abode,
or out here on the street?
Monchielle Dardanelle,
I wonder what you do:
a doctor, a lawyer,
a mom or a wife, a
small business employer?
Monchielle Dardanelle,
I don't know if we'll meet.
But I sure hope we do;
You seem nice in my mind.
I hope you'll like me too.
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First Monchielle; possible to read in a nice rhythm, but going to have to work on this a bit. Seems like a good format for a silly kid's poem.
What shimmers yonder blowing in the wind
What smooth and glowing curls unfurl out there
Take wing in Spring like yellow gods spaghetti
Glowing with the morning sunbeams just beginning
Pretty girls are a dime a dozen
Like street cars they pass by
But ugly Betty is on my mind
Her gentle smile is quite delicious
Dainty, even vaguely crooked from a distance
Yet serenely she walks down the street oblivious
Not knowing exactly what is on my mind, she blinks
It's not what's in her head that peeks my interest
That excites my curiosity
I'm certain there's lots of air in there to spare
But what's on top, planted on that bulbous skull
Lovely women ask for money that is not mine
I have none to give at this or any other time
What causes intrigue is something other
One curl, one lock of hair from my ugly lover
Is all I desire in this cruel and balding world
Is that too much to ask for in these desperate hours
Love has no split ends without desires spent
What I would not give for one slice of it left to lament
My blade comes out of sheath
It doth not or does not speak
It craves something as much as I
Takes on a life of its own to slice
Enough! Must we brake all laws of nature
Is theft of hair not criminal
Doth or does grammar have no say in such matters
Tragic, epic, done or simply uttered, thought or thunk
To see me through longer days or shorter hair cuts
Her hair and no other shampooed and showered
One strand of it so shimmering, so shiny, undone
I pray for a peaceful day or night but neither commeth
One lock of gold hair so smooth would do
So shiny it actually shimmers as it glows
But no longer grows
Driving on the road to so called happiness
Trying to stay off the shoulder of tears
Doing our best not to give lifts
To others who's welfare we hardly care
9 to 5 we most often drive
Down a one way street
With the only signal that we use
Is the one that blinks, it's all about me
Then it's off to Church on Sunday
To smile at those we weekly pass by
Shredding Jesus into pieces
Keeping the parts out that we like
We think we know the best roads
To take to where we're going
In road rage mistrust we scream and we cuss
By passing all the signs of love
Stuck in this daily traffic jam
By impatience and bad habits
We see something better in another lane
But we're too far off to grab it
Then it's back to Church on Sunday
Trying to ease the pain of the coming Monday
Again shredding Jesus into pieces
In search of happiness along the way
I wish I could walk, without feeling pain
I wish I could live, my life again.
I dream of a time when I could run like a deer
I could jump like a gazelle, with nothing to fear.
I could climb like cat and swim like fish
I can not do these things, and yet I can wish.
I can dream of a day many years gone by
I could dream and pray for that bus to pass by.
I could dream my mum missed it and didn’t get on
I could dream she forgot, my vaccination had not been done.
I can sit here and daydream day after day, and wish that jab had gone right
I can dream I am fit, but I’m not, it went wrong, and now I have learned how
to fight.
I can if not careful, wish and dream my whole life away
But there is no point in that, that’s what I say.
But the vaccine went wrong, and no wishes or dreams can it change
I just have to get on with my life, there is no sale or return or exchange.
Wishes are for kids and dreams are for bed
I wish I was a kid and could lay down my head.
I am tired and fed up and the wind is so cold
I wish I did not, suddenly feel old.
I am reading this back and thinking boy, this isn’t me
I am going to get up and with a certainty
I am going to fix that toilet for once and for all
Even if I have to rip it off, that bloody bathroom wall.
Self Pity is over and I feel a bit of a nit
And my last dream is I am back in bed with Brad Pitt.
Dachshunds
I don’t mean to be ….GGRRRRRR
un-grrrrrr-ateful…
to the genetics of the genome…BUT
my legs are too short
my body’s too long
my gut hangs so low
I can’t wear a thong
my ears….they get stepped on
by me….not by others
I can’t scratch my nose
only my brothers
and don’t even ask
in the snow…..what I do
for before I can circle
the whole thing turns…..blue
with legs oh so short
you may think it funny
to see me pass by
a skateboard ‘neath my tummy
then there are those
who dare to suggest
that I was conceived
during Octoberfest
My head may bulge out
and my tail may bulge in
but I’m a damn good looking dog
for the shape that I’m in.
submitted to Rob Carmack – Dachshunds – Poetry contest
1/14/21015
Why is it that I don’t trust anyone?
I don’t think I ever did.
Why do I shy away from people all day?
I’ve always just run away and hid.
Why is it that I don’t trust anyone?
I’m trying to think why this is.
When did this start in my little world?
Does this have to be such a quiz?
Why is it that I don’t trust anyone?
Are people really all that bad?
Why can’t I just go out and live life,
This really makes me quite sad.
Why is it that I don’t trust anyone?
Can’t there be some end to this game?
I just want to be like everyone else,
Or for certain I will go insane.
Why is it that I don’t trust anyone?
What really is it I think?
What is the worst that could happen.
That has made me so on the brink?
Why is it that I don’t trust anyone?
Is it me I really don’t trust?
Should I step outside of this circle I’ve made,
And see maybe it’s all been a bust!
Why not go ahead and trust someone?
I might as well give it a try.
If I stay here secluded in my little box,
Life will surely pass by.
12/2016
Life is full of
Ups and Downs
Sometimes smiles and
Sometimes frowns
Different people
with various arts
Enter our lives
and touch our hearts
Our love seems like
Our heart's sweetdish
To have it in our life
is its only wish
But friends add taste to our life
Just like salt
Without them
Life seems to have come to a halt
As we walk through
Life's roads
And pass by its
topsyturvy nodes
we learn so much through our injuries
When we look back,
Life's nothing more than memories
So enjoy your life
And fulfil yoyr dreams
So that your memories will be
as bright as sun's beams