Weaving a web through dimensions,
Each reality an extension,
A learning session,
Aiding in ascension.
Weaving a path within,
Infinite positions to sit in,
Waiting on perfection.
An intersection of timelines,
Creating the perfect design,
My mind traces the lines,
I find I'm doing fine,
The design has been refined,
The whole picture divine,
Each life another line,
Weaving together in time,
Trapping information in my mind,
Catching treasures for me to find.
Categories:
trapping, 7th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Rhyme
amid muck and mire of a storm swamp
~ shadows dance below chartreuse skies
mirrors labyrinth stifles our souls quest;
holding reflections of lovelorn dreams,
maxims and myths that fall may wreck hearts
...and hope blooms as a fuchsia rose under rain;
where valiant words weave in the wind
~ skirmishing to stave off light catharsis,
a guiding star illuminates raw pathways;
In the mirror, viewing my dilemma and Hades,
from a mysterious bane to sangria songs
~ In the wilderness of mirrors, wander lost;
tales were spoken through wisteria vines
~ my soul is Persephoned and torn by dusk
breathless amid an etching saffron storm;
a melancholy flavor of kyanite and embers,
whispering waves shrouded in nostalgia
...as time breaks down at my lachrymal leaf;
creating jagged, exquisite tracks
~these veins carry love's delicious poison
memory cascades over empyrean inferno;
mirrorless miracles always have a synonym —
~scented with forgiveness by Nirvana Sailors . . .
Categories:
trapping, analogy, mirror,
Form: Free verse
Rapping and Trapping
When there are people who are rapping,
Themselves into hole will be trapping,
And point missing;
Things off kissing;
Getting bigger and bigger and gaping.
Jim Horn
Categories:
trapping, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Trapping
Like a mouse’s punishing scream in that damn trapping device
Like Charlotte’s web weaving her undying loyalty thousand threads over
Like Juliet vowing her love, drinking every drop of the fatal potion
Like a predator creeping behind his prey at the turn of every dark corner
Unfailingly we all fall victims to life’s trapping
Constructing your own traps as meeting your destiny
The dichotomy of inevitability
Sucking us into this dark hole of swirling water
Reducing life into a singular circular spiraling motion
A trap of no turning back
As life turns its back on us
Attachment, life’s excess baggage
Contains bliss and pain, in unequal measures
But then what’s living without heart shattering
In thousand pieces, every so often
and how can you call yourself a soldier without shedding a few bloods?
Or even a few tears?
Like a drowning child exhausting every limb of her body
Hastily catching the precious breath when her head, for mere seconds
Above the water
Before sinking and spiraling down further
Between every movement of sinking…she touches eternity
Categories:
trapping, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The interstitial space of existence
Drumming up support again-
Finally I catch the glint in your eye!
Categories:
trapping, angst, girlfriend-boyfriend,
Form: Haiku