You want to hurt me and ignore me but you have not
Seen nothing yet i am far to inferior for you're standards
You may seem to think that i care sometimes but i really
Could careless about anything since you want to hurt me
And not think about what you have done that is the worst
Mistake you could ever make in you're life or ever really
I dream about one day walking up to you with a knife and
Just silting you're throat open as i watch you gasp for air
Only to drowned in you're own blood as you have hurt me
I in return hurt you and all around you by taking you're
Life into my hands never to let you see the light of day again.
Categories:
silting, anger, boyfriend, dark, death,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Lofty oracle did with ceremonious rite fealty ordain
Two eagles soared on fecund mountain terrain
As twin peaks, sipped frothy dew from Venus's fountain
For a fortnight, rapturous clouds danced o'er my satin mane
But euphoric heights could not our platonic bond sustain
Anon, gilded valley below did your wandering eye retrain
Your cresting ego did my cherubic halo disdain
In wanderlust, you sifted greener pastures; drifting swain
Silting the tender lillies with a blighting stain
While from my spent pollen your nimble legs did abstain
As strapping lad, your insatiable mind rippling brooks did drain
Your **** desires drove you to climb the rockiest domain
And with intemperate senses the wildest herbs strain
My domesticated coattails could not stride your brackish train
My sallowing rose did a mildewed ring attain
Yet wilting stalk did in your fluttering shadow remain
Hoping for the cleansing tides of a penitent rain
Categories:
silting, allegory,
Form: Rhyme
A gusty portent hope to amend
Marches blustery winds descend
Shearing the surface of its trite dividend
Silting innocent souls with bleary stipend
Chilling tides with thawing hearts contend
Spring's nuanced rhythms to ruefully bend
Mercurial shadows peace to rend
New years good will to rescind
Fate's jading shield doth wend
Each fortuitous yield to suspend
Chilling residual; dark clouds cerebrally suspend
Briny misery o'er resilient hearts to append
Categories:
silting, angst
Form: Rhyme
Silhouette shrouded by light
Hologram silting the dark night
Apparition that footsteps blight
Dexterous folds that shield then slight
Outline embellishing mortal flight
Weightless clone brimming with spite
Categories:
silting, on writing and words
Form: Acrostic
Dothnie, where are you tonight, can you hear the waves
Breaking on the distant shores of my heart? Do you see
The rose sun wilting, while my bondaged spirit craves
The smile in your eyes silting like a salt and shallow sea?
O I left that land so long ago to bring back the golden fleece
Undaunted through winds, hail, and snow, I bent
Not to the strain of siren song, a voyage without feast
And after many years and long, still empty I relent
To find and know that true love is not a distant quest,
Nor a tale of mystery, it is the song ignored
Within the tumult of the fray, in the beating of the breast
The woman silent and reserved, unscored
Among the stars. O Dothnie, where the jasmines yield
Voluptuos odors to the night, when moon climbs o'er
The mountains and fields, do you from your window feel
The drums beating sweetly as before, as before?
Categories:
silting, love
Form: Lyric
Broken over the shallows
turned into sulfur
This tide-less abandon
to bright limpet snails-
That's where you'll find me
in particle madness
in crystalline pools
uncontrollably pale
Flooding the pockets
in rocks of the ancients
Silting the salt
and amassing the waves
Somewhere there broken
out over the shallows
a thousand odd shells
in a thousand odd graves
You'll find me there parting
my breath into hollows
lapping up sea storms,
sunburned of tongue
Eyelashes, algae
heart pumping tidal
Microscope vision
honed in on the sun-
(Inspired by a wide angle photograph of the sea, at low tide, baring it's rocks in yellow. It literally takes my breath
with the scope of it's secrets in suddenly deep green pools in the distance...)
Categories:
silting, nature, places, sea,
Form: Rhyme
A ruddy tide strained
silting a dying whisper
salty knotted hair swirled
tainting the sweetness of november
A dark elegy, a classic
of true love betrayed
selfless love perpetrated
an agonizing malaise
Consumed by grief
lost to the lovemaking of june
ebullient eyes now stoic
fixed by the calling of the moon
Holy vows broken
scattered upon the ebb and flow of the sea
whose lies silenced autumn's resurrection
the listless Lorelei
Categories:
silting, death, life, lost love,
Form: Elegy