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Kirk Thomas Jul 2010
Time's twisted path
Blaze's and ebbs on the horizon
Sweet aroma of justice
Faintly sensed on the tip of time's tail
Windblown clouds puffed in an hourglass
Circling a laughing sun and perplexed moon
Mortals grabbing at the tail of time
Creating quick fixes
That time denies
Ebb on and blaze on
For you are unconquerable
(C) Copyrighted 12/29/2009 Kirk Thomas.
Kirk Thomas Jul 2010
Can I travel the universe in your eyes?
Fly through the brilliant brightness
Swing from the lower edge of a crescent moon
Dash between the glowing radiant stars
Spiral through the black holes of your galaxies
And explore the innermost you
Coming out in the endless regions of your mind
Floating through vivid imagery
Experiencing your thoughts and dreams
Reveling in the new found knowledge of you
You are fully exposed to me now
I find you in a dream of yours
Take your hand and lead you out the way I came
Until we stand in front of a great mirror
Where we fly into the eye of my reflection
Now you will know me as I know you
© Copyrighted Kirk Thomas 2010/03/14
Kirk Thomas Jul 2010
We all wear masks in some shape or form
Some of us have different masks
For different occasions
I am not sure if I know who you are
Your mask hides a reality
I may never know
Is it protection?
Is it fear?
It must be self preservation
If I do not use my mask
I am vulnerable
Exposed for the world to see
Some say they don't wear masks
How would we truly know?
For the most part
There are very few people we deal with
twenty-four seven
Even then do we truly know?
Our masks may be off while we sleep
But then sleep could be a mask!
So much hidden, kept safe
From being judged and shunned
What mask are you wearing right now?
© Copyrighted Kirk Thomas 2009/10/05
Kirk Thomas Jul 2010
Hey come here let's talk
Speak, conversate, communicate
Let's relate words of love and hate
It's not too late
You got enough on your plate?
No wait, Let's plan
Yeah to overthrow the man
When the **** hits the fan
No rewind that
Let's go back
That **** was whack
Let me give you another track
Let's attack
From another angle
Get star spangled
and untangled
Fill our plates with knowledge
Take all we can from college
Get the message and meaning of
Life
Without no strife
The truth cuts deep like a knife
Hold on, info overload
We can't handle the mother load
Yeah we can, take our time
Fall back on reason and rhyme
We'll rise to the sublime
Flying high among the clouds
You hear our words
As we shout them out loud
Noise, deafening, booming
Heart and breath zooming,
Consuming, exhuming
The words of fore fathers
Our daddies, our pops
excavating, digging
with a shovel of need
Throw away the ****
Plant the seed
Like I'm doing right now
How?
In your mind
Seek and ye shall find
The planted word I sow
Sit back and watch it grow
Then you will know
This is an attempt at a style called floetry, an urban style of poetry.
© Copyrighted Kirk Thomas 2010/02/02
Kirk Thomas Jul 2010
My mind's spinning, out into a dark void
Darkness and gray cover me
Thoughts and vivid images, flashing, zipping, flickering
Through my mind
I see you, I see me, I see people I haven't met yet
I see things unimaginable, I see the other side of death
There is no turning back, there is no escape
I am forced, willed, commanded to look
Visions, ghostly apparitions, specters of past
Voices telling me what the future holds
I can't grasp it, too much information
Speak louder, clearer so I can hear you!
Oh no, they're gone as quick as they came
More voices, voices over voices
Words spoken, hardly heard.
I need to understand you! Tell it to me again!
Like a scent on a breeze the words float away
Why can't I hear clearly? Am I meant to understand?
The voices ever speaking, moaning, chanting.
My skeletal hands grasp my head within them
Shaking, whirling, writhing and turning.
How can I hear them? Someone help me please!
The voices still coming, still talking, still there
I listen with all my might.
The words heard but not comprehended.
Words sailing on the wind, sailing from distant shores.
Focus **** it! I scream to myself.
Not heard by anyone else, I feel lonely.
Sailing like a leaf on a stream.
The words float on by slow and true.
I still can't hear them clearly.
Tears trail from mind's eyes.
Long deliberate trails of silver.
Seen through the dark and gray.
The trails blend in with the floating river of words.
Gone never to be seen or heard again.
© Copyrighted Kirk Thomas 2010/02/02
Kirk Thomas Jul 2010
You slip out of bed beside me
Red satin sheets caress my skin
The blinds are barely open
Allowing lines of sunlight in

"Don't go" I beg my heartfelt plea
As you begin to dress
You kneel upon the bed-top
My face your hand caressed

"I have to go, you know the deal"
You say as my heart pains
The heavens feel my sorrow and cry
As it begins to rain

"Couldn't you tell him something
To allow for one more night
I'll love you like no other has
Our hearts entwined in flight."

You look into my eye so sweetly
Then slowly look away
"I wish that we could be together"
Your ruby lips did say

"Then leave that man tomorrow
And together we will be
I'll shower you with a love so deep
To make you marry me."

"That won't do!" she softly sighed
As a tear fell from her eye
"Our love will never be the same
We would only live a lie."

"What do you mean?" I asked her
My mind emblazoned with stress
"There's no love like we have right now
This I must confess"

"The love is spawned from wrongdoing
It fuels our passions fire
If we belonged to each other
Our love would lose desire."

"No matter what you tell me
There's no words that you can say
That will make me leave the man at home
And come to you to stay."

"This is a love that completes me
Because it's birthed from bad
It's the most amazing feeling of love
The best I've ever had."

"If you can accept the way I feel
I will come back very soon
The most that I can promise you
Is from midnight until noon."

The rain started to pour...
© Copyrighted Kirk Thomas 2010/02/01
Kirk Thomas Jul 2010
I ride on the tail of a second
To be gone in a instant
I'm revealed in the flash of lightning
To be shadowed for what seems forever
I dance on the cusp of a note
To be stilled by the silence of night
I live in between heartbeats
And die as it drums on
© Copyrighted Kirk Thomas 2010/03/15
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