RavenQuill - Hello Poetry

All the parents are coming back In their blue tees and khakis, jeans. Their plastic wheels carrying Plastic boats carrying organic newborns happy In these afternoon lights, (in their eyes) Fall on their face: - Enough to nip - Enough to thaw - Enough to hold hands And to empathise this gift of foamy chocolate

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Sep 29, 2017

Sep 29, 2017 at 3:26 PM UTC

RavenQuill

All The Parents Are Coming

All the parents are coming back In their blue tees and khakis, jeans. Their plastic wheels carrying Plastic boats carrying organic newborns happy In these afternoon lights, (in their eyes) Fall on their face: - Enough to nip - Enough to thaw - Enough to hold hands And to empathise this gift of foamy chocolate

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The trees curl with autumn paintings falling off the provisions, what comforts they once had being fed freely without questioning should I give back? This gift is given simply grabbing for life to, give back by simply being

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Sep 3, 2017

Sep 3, 2017 at 12:02 PM UTC

RavenQuill

Lessons from a tree

The trees curl with autumn paintings falling off the provisions, what comforts they once had being fed freely without questioning should I give back? This gift is given simply grabbing for life to, give back by simply being

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Some days it's seems better my car will keep beeping Begging to get my key out but I'm wishing I wasn't leaving over- Scheduled, problems dissolve within the working world Convinced me to wear a monkey suit, the same teenager who would've Had their stomach curl at the thought of polished non-slips Wearing auramatics kissing *** for liquor profits Talk for tips not walking **** cause I ain't the phyrst just in Training for the perks of a two job income cause my Stomach hurts what's worse are expectations from the suburban Have your family wary and hope they're never learning 'bout the Last place on earth they'd look to let their dog **** But **** that sorry for your loss **** There's no place I'd rather be says my lack of a degree and the GPA to boot of someone going through a disease Sickness of their mirrors and symptoms to persevere even When my tummy's wroght dry form the falling of every failure it's been Setting for so long my mind is rotting just from hearing The record breaks in my thoughts I'm beat, 'scuse my behaviour My mission's not to trouble you, no I am the saviour Deaf to all my problems cause you probably can't solve em I wrote that pompous poem do my best not sodomise My truths speaking out of the 12th grade nothing No this ain't the walk you weren't lying they were bluffing Bluff to help you see that the world isn't so rough Get you through accept abuse as if it wasn't enough So you don't die as a parents' disappointment And largest regret in their breath but my thoughts are just disjointed Don't take what I say seriously anymore It's not like I do I'm my environment's *****

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Aug 7, 2017

Aug 7, 2017 at 10:21 AM UTC

RavenQuill

Snippet Part I

Some days it's seems better my car will keep beeping Begging to get my key out but I'm wishing I wasn't leaving over- Scheduled, problems dissolve within the working world Convinced me to wear a monkey suit, the same teenager who would've Had their stomach curl at the thought of polished non-slips Wearing auramatics kissing *** for liquor profits Talk for tips not walking **** cause I ain't the phyrst just in Training for the perks of a two job income cause my Stomach hurts what's worse are expectations from the suburban Have your family wary and hope they're never learning 'bout the Last place on earth they'd look to let their dog **** But **** that sorry for your loss **** There's no place I'd rather be says my lack of a degree and the GPA to boot of someone going through a disease Sickness of their mirrors and symptoms to persevere even When my tummy's wroght dry form the falling of every failure it's been Setting for so long my mind is rotting just from hearing The record breaks in my thoughts I'm beat, 'scuse my behaviour My mission's not to trouble you, no I am the saviour Deaf to all my problems cause you probably can't solve em I wrote that pompous poem do my best not sodomise My truths speaking out of the 12th grade nothing No this ain't the walk you weren't lying they were bluffing Bluff to help you see that the world isn't so rough Get you through accept abuse as if it wasn't enough So you don't die as a parents' disappointment And largest regret in their breath but my thoughts are just disjointed Don't take what I say seriously anymore It's not like I do I'm my environment's *****

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And once you apologise for nothing You shall be the beast of all burden Read what you wrote weeks later Behold, the burdensome beast

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Aug 1, 2017

Aug 1, 2017 at 6:38 PM UTC

RavenQuill

Difference between lack of sleep, and well rested

And once you apologise for nothing You shall be the beast of all burden Read what you wrote weeks later Behold, the burdensome beast

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Dear Star, You're a complicated **** **** your wonder libraries

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Jul 19, 2017

Jul 19, 2017 at 2:45 PM UTC

RavenQuill

Another

Dear Star, You're a complicated **** **** your wonder libraries

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People’s rhymes sold in auctions, please take caution Of the window washing smileys panhandling toxins Give no option, moshing many minerals Cocktail parties are more hardy maybe visceral Rock the mini marts when the boys tumble out To cull clerks hurtin’ in no cocktail lounge Shout outs as loud as the whole neighborhood Mounds of scatter chips blitz grub to scrounge Shout out to the clerk, sorry we’re super drunk How bout not being a dupe or **** you entertainment monks Who’d of thunk these the spunky thinkers of tomorrow

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Jul 1, 2017

Jul 1, 2017 at 1:07 PM UTC

RavenQuill

Auctions

People’s rhymes sold in auctions, please take caution Of the window washing smileys panhandling toxins Give no option, moshing many minerals Cocktail parties are more hardy maybe visceral Rock the mini marts when the boys tumble out To cull clerks hurtin’ in no cocktail lounge Shout outs as loud as the whole neighborhood Mounds of scatter chips blitz grub to scrounge Shout out to the clerk, sorry we’re super drunk How bout not being a dupe or **** you entertainment monks Who’d of thunk these the spunky thinkers of tomorrow

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These dragging power lines shackle her Shock until numb, and heart stops After beating too fast and shattering into Oblivion (that is, the rest of her perception) The percolating *** holes *** shots about her *** and shots and shots and cigs Crimson twigs rooted under business standards Loathes the world's beauty standards ... ******** These dragging snakes constrict her vision Of a better place, of a better time Stronger the vignette view, the stronger the Struggle, to Separate tar from her feet these streets bought her Clipped her wings Told her to grow up and forget to fly (Though flying is her worst nightmare) So she assembles wax imitations And plans to amputate I'd tell her to stop But she'll say there's prosthetics And I'd rather see her tango in the wind Fall to her death Then go cold with the arms of a mini golf champ

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Jun 27, 2017

Jun 27, 2017 at 8:42 AM UTC

RavenQuill

Mini Golf Champions

These dragging power lines shackle her Shock until numb, and heart stops After beating too fast and shattering into Oblivion (that is, the rest of her perception) The percolating *** holes *** shots about her *** and shots and shots and cigs Crimson twigs rooted under business standards Loathes the world's beauty standards ... ******** These dragging snakes constrict her vision Of a better place, of a better time Stronger the vignette view, the stronger the Struggle, to Separate tar from her feet these streets bought her Clipped her wings Told her to grow up and forget to fly (Though flying is her worst nightmare) So she assembles wax imitations And plans to amputate I'd tell her to stop But she'll say there's prosthetics And I'd rather see her tango in the wind Fall to her death Then go cold with the arms of a mini golf champ

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Memory passes like a bus Spirit passes like a ghost Aura disappears like a dream Smiles bend like a will Bohemians cry out and about, losing Their sanity as passions flush like Clogged sewage or drug busts, replaced with, Dare I say, growing up. No deals Selling songs to parents or art to perverts, Poems to lovers and rants about ex's Good Reapers thresh the rapid seeds Right before it's not. Maybe its time to do drugs again.

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Jun 26, 2017

Jun 26, 2017 at 6:40 PM UTC

RavenQuill

Millennial

Memory passes like a bus Spirit passes like a ghost Aura disappears like a dream Smiles bend like a will Bohemians cry out and about, losing Their sanity as passions flush like Clogged sewage or drug busts, replaced with, Dare I say, growing up. No deals Selling songs to parents or art to perverts, Poems to lovers and rants about ex's Good Reapers thresh the rapid seeds Right before it's not. Maybe its time to do drugs again.

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Swift dive into ice Ocean Just like a harpoon Heart shutters draw Closed Like her will to live

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Jun 21, 2017

Jun 21, 2017 at 1:57 PM UTC

RavenQuill

Ice Ocean

Swift dive into ice Ocean Just like a harpoon Heart shutters draw Closed Like her will to live

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Page one, Page two same stuff, none new Black White, White Black andthenasounddifferentfromthelowbuzzormaybehumoftheairconditioning Turnhead Turnhead shoesshoesshoes go clopclopclop boinkboinkpass-- Turn ‘Round, Face Front Charm Me, Sit Still Page four, Page five none new, dead drive Eight times Six makes andthenabreezeblowstreesinanalmostmagicalyetinsidesilentway Dazeout Dazeout swayswaysway light glitglitglit shimshmerdrows-- Turn ‘Round, Face Front Charm Me, Sit Still Read on, Till nine dead drive, ley-line What’s Greece, Rome’s what andTHENasoundofGLORIOUSMAGNIFICENTifthatisevenaword Ringring Ringring Screamscreamscream feet bowmbowmbowm cush’seats (Take a deep breath in, then exhale… smooth… steady)

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Jun 20, 2017

Jun 20, 2017 at 9:26 AM UTC

RavenQuill

Child Deficit Disorder

Page one, Page two same stuff, none new Black White, White Black andthenasounddifferentfromthelowbuzzormaybehumoftheairconditioning Turnhead Turnhead shoesshoesshoes go clopclopclop boinkboinkpass-- Turn ‘Round, Face Front Charm Me, Sit Still Page four, Page five none new, dead drive Eight times Six makes andthenabreezeblowstreesinanalmostmagicalyetinsidesilentway Dazeout Dazeout swayswaysway light glitglitglit shimshmerdrows-- Turn ‘Round, Face Front Charm Me, Sit Still Read on, Till nine dead drive, ley-line What’s Greece, Rome’s what andTHENasoundofGLORIOUSMAGNIFICENTifthatisevenaword Ringring Ringring Screamscreamscream feet bowmbowmbowm cush’seats (Take a deep breath in, then exhale… smooth… steady)

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