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I dream I am flying,
Meeting those I've invented.
Some have taught me flight.
Others try to drag me down,
Here, in my mind's nightly war.
what I thought I found
quickly is lost
what I thought I held
doesn't hold me back
what I thought was love
doesn't love me
what I thought reality
proves me wrong
I am the night,
I feel me in your ears;
I am the mist,
I jewel me with your tears;
I am a star,
I touch your hand and cling;
I am the dawn,
I open your mouth and sing.
the burdens I carry are heavy
and weigh me down so much
Pain in everything
I see and touch
violence, turbulence
cold as ice
numbs me to my core
anger overwhelms me
to the point of no return
the life I live I want no more
Purple stains my eyes at night,
Redness beats me every fight.
Black leaves me with hole in life,
Blue I feel - I can't diffuse.
Thus, my life, a bleeding bruise.
~Written in 2003 (Monday, 26th, March) when I was fourteen.
Form:
A
baby
delights me.
Puppies, kitties,
all things young and innocent make me smile.
Ill tempered, cursing people turn me off,
also rude folks
and crude folks
make me
frown.
By: Joyce Johnson
For Michael's contest "Smiles and Frowns."
I’m never alone
Even when I’m on my own
I cant get away
For even just a day
There he is
Always at my feet
He reminds me what was
And what can never be
Its this constant reminder
That makes me shudder
When the distractions leave
And I’m stuck with me
Form:
Hear me another time
I must wait to begin
This may be the only
Chance I get to send
Why can I never tell
How I show up acting
The more I do for me
From us, distracting
I never seem to hear
Until it is too late
But that is not what
I can forsee as fate
Inspire me to dance,
Inspire me to sing,
tell me I will succeed,
believe I can do anything:
show me the way
just say ‘You can!
‘nothing will stop you
I’ll hold your hand
Stand by me
Inspire me,
but first I
must believe in ‘ME’
this drains me
falling away
leeching from the source
they can't wait to rend your soul
to kill your chances
one more time
but you couldn't read it in the papers
hear it on the radio
let me explain
or maybe not
just throw yourself
at my face
r.thom'10
Form:
Easing on down the road of life
Trying to weather the storm
Along the way I have gained much knowledge
All of life’s lessons shaping and molding me
Helping me transform
When this road gets too cold
I have memories of the ones I have lost along the way to help keep me warm
My eyes are wide open and it hurts
It sends my body out of sorts
If there's a way to stop it let me know
Tell me the secret and I'll give it a go
Until then this is where I am
A different world than the one you're in
But never the less here I stand
Can you accept me as I am
Form:
Blessings have been bestowed
To the following my persona is owed:
My job is my Art
With which I express my heart
My wife compliments me
As we go through our odyssey
The Grand Architect helps me hone
Making me a living stone
These inspire me to be
All I will be
By Robb A. Kopp
fall end down
some, someone that can’t find me when I’m lost
and all the pieces I picked up
that everyone behind me forgot
and the small of me
is somewhere well beyond me
caught up
If we get to get to that again
Well we get to do that
The days move faster
And the knees
Get to be bruised
Under the jeans
No matter what I say or do,
You are always there.
When I turn my back on you,
You are always near.
You are always in my face,
And treat me like a slave.
You mock me every place,
Making me behave.
It's just us can't you see,
I look for your affection.
And you look back at me,
It's just me and my reflection.
Something shining, glinting in the Darkness,
golden points of light stare back at me,
and tell me just where the predator hides,
waiting to spring upon me.
Will the beauty tear me apart?
Or will it leap in play,
purring like a kitten?
The mirror clouds over,
hiding what it sees.
And I know, the danger lies within.
days of sunny glad me up
before I fall in gloomy cups
of blackish brew
instead my eyes
drink the light
nectar
elixir
beverage balm
for weary now
for glassy sight
days of sunny had no sting
of gone by youth
a parting thing
days of sunny bade me sing
* For Michele Nold-Godleske's e.e. cummings contest
Verse and drama
Panorama
Screen built right into my head
Mood organ
White gorgon
Medicate me back to bed
Attached by my eternity
Dead rebirth in deity
Spontaneous alacrity
Advanced hyper reality
Android fixtures to the south
The sandmen drag me to my sleep
Dreams that come and never go
As I count electric sheep
You toss and turn at night
I sleep well
like the devil on Sunday morning
secure knowing that the world sinned enough on Saturday
I create life and it makes me smile
gives me purpose
worlds flow from my head
little lives
miniature suns
molecule galaxies
I hope your nightmares keep you safe
my dreams are better than that
I object your honor
please let me state my case
all of this you are ruling on
is not a true portrayal
before you deem me guilty
you, and a jury of my peers
let me bring further evidence
of how I landed here
what? too late you tell me?
you can't see that I was framed?
my heart gets sent to prison
and I take all of the blame
there is not a space for me to breathe
nothing to hope for, a tomorrow to believe
the one's I meet are looking to deceive
or lay me down before they leave
a kindred spirit is what I need
a soul mate who is more like me
with love and truth who won't mislead
so I can remove this heart from my sleeve
for now it just continues to bleed
just because it hurts
like a wound at which I curse
it is no better or it is no worse
in the end we get what we deserve
just because I lose
it doesn't mean that I am lost
nothing will make me stop
and the line I step across
it doesn't mean that you have won
not to me but away you run
and the door is left ajar
you can run but you won't get far
Focus me to the horizon
Let the clouds slip into my nostrils
Let me inhale the deep pools of carbon life
I start to loll
As I forget what watches are
The strange figure in the dark sooted suit walking on the brook
I sit in my chair in my room and imagine him
I’m traveling far distances
The mind mells with Moorish determination
I beg for focus
Tauting the mast
in the darkness of the moon
from shadowed thoughts of my day
from a chamber deep within
you return to me once again
hands that move on creamy skin
lips that promise ecstasy
senses alive with each embrace
carrying me to a distant place
reality slips in with the dawn
the sun drains the smell of love
a mind that rests with foolish schemes
awakens cruelly from my dream
can we rattle the skeletons
just one more time
will you grant me this
to ease my mind
open up the grave
let the laying bones talk
will you stick around
or will you finally walk
will I get closure
or will it lay me bare
when the truth comes to light
and I see what's not there
let me rattle the skeletons
one more time
I think you owe me that
God knows what I'll find