Beach day adventures are like delicious coconut cookies where the sea meets the coast grounded beyond your comfort zone intertwined with flavors of the sunset flowing in the skyline and footprints scattered everywhere like a canvas of scenic artwork on the sand bank a paradise where guitars and lovers igniting their enthusiasm for life with the soothing sounds of Goombay and the beauties of sand and surf
I used to read your poems but lately you don't write you're silent and aloof you know that isn't right. You can't close a door once opened you can't abolish all your dreams you're a poet of the heart mustn't fall apart at the seams. Say what you can in words they speak the message true spoken from the heart the poems will see you through. A hermit's not your style a recluse, you are not never give up writing of things that you've been taught. I used to read your poems I'd read them once again if you would send them out (this one's from a poet friend)
If I could love, I would take the best of marble and dove, And craft her eyes like inlaid tombs in stone skyward flight. Just so, the Egyptian khamsin wind, by way of Rhodes, Alights with evenness on the trullo stone of Alberobello. Just so, the weighing of the heart lies between marble and dove.
The weighing of the heart was part of the final judgement in the Egyptian journey to the afterlife where one’s deeds were weighed against the feather of the goddess Maat to determine if life had been honorable.
u see the knife you watch the glow u see me smile but can't hear me cry u think i'm happy but inside i'm breaking u see the blood then u realize that i wasn't lying when i said i'm depressed! u wish u gave me the support i needed but now it's too late. I'm dying inside...
one more for Joni and the one who accuses me of "owning the courage to care so blatantly."
<:> accused of writing with blatant courage, a 4 credit requirement for caring
blatant is a word of merger - open obvious unsubtle and unashamed
and a dissembling misleading one!
it is all of these and yet can be a contradictory mask of opposing, differing faces
my blatant is none of these but appearance only
**** muses keep me coming back to a particular lyric, keeps seeking me out, so successfully, wherever I go, I hear it it’s invading my both sides now
the dizzy dancing way you feel
you think I have my own blatant courage, untrue! so oft you mistook my dizzy dancing, all fluff all humbug so obvious so ashamed, a cover up, a most subtle cosmetic pretense of the truth - of no courage at all and yet (they mock) you do care...
just another of my peculiar life’s illusions (self-delusions)
The tragedy is there's a prison in my mind all the thoughts that lurk there are ones I wish were never mine they etch into my heart the scars I wear so bright
They whisper wicked stories of things that never happened or maybe things that did things that shouldn't create ripples in the current in my life but here I lay in bed stuck awake at night eyes cutting blankly through the nothingness of my cold and dark bedroom
I don't feel special, I'm not unique. I want to cry but I can't even speak. My hands reach out, but they cannot hold a single thing but the bitter cold. Everything's frozen, I feel lost. Even my tears have turned to frost. When I cut my waist it bleeds black. I'm so deeply gone there's no way back. This is goodbye
Heart strings snapped Cut ties Cut hair Even if I like it long Amputate the memories To keep the parts of me That were mine to begin with Two lives enmeshed together Severed It’s been a bad breakup I’m having a breakdown
The terrain of your loneliness falls under my hands soft as cinders in a snuffed fire We have both burned, in our way and under my breath Embers ignite, the soft glow And incandescent heat of our palms, tenderly met Lanterns in a grey sea we light as beacons For our lost ships calling them To safe harbor.
They said, "The most beautiful art is looking into someone's eyes when they talk about the things they love." And I said, "Or looking at someone you love. Or maybe, just maybe, by looking at the mirror is the most beautiful art anyone should appreciate."
Appreciation post for myself; for you and for everyone as well. You deserve more than the world has to offer.
I love him I tell myself I know that We will be together forever I don’t believe that We could be separated My thoughts tell me that He’s the love of my life Sometimes my heart lies and says I could live an eternity Without him Like my friends say “We’re perfect for each other” And you can’t tell me He’s not the one.
aching bone chilling thrones sit with me i’ll be home warm and loved taken care of let’s escape build a cabin in the woods with our minds this time it’s strong i can feel it let me be your medicine it’s a high dose try not to overdose into comatose
Man with no name Laconic in every frame Smoking a cigar Or driving a police car Westerns or a Cop Thriller As a Drifter or a Rider Iconoclastic instant justice 44 Magnum to carry it out without prejudice Mayor of Carmel All American Male Filling cinemas across the globe East West North or South Its got to be Clint Eastwood
Whether a comma, or colon: Punctuation slows my rolling I need no period. When I end no Capitalization when I begin Rulelessly I flow my art Not a single! Exclamation mark Are you not the one Who'll know? Where a question mark No longer goes
Warp the structure Bend the lines Put in repeat Let emotion unwind Make yourself Your poetry's the best Be your own ruler Pass your own test
Take your own road Where ever it leads Lover or hater It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim .
Hay No matter who you are You have my deepest respect!
Vanity All is vanity The meanings of passion The aesthetic expression The lines we draw and stay within Even love is beyond intent Vanity transcends Flowing from our pens And so we breathe again