WalkingSoftly - Hello Poetry

I made a wish on your penny today. A simple penny that devoured my attention. I’ve tossed many before, but none like yours. You twirled it on the counter saying that it was lucky I saw your finger linger twisting and turning it You didn't seem to be the superstitious type I guess that's just another way you surprised me With a sly grin and a wink You walked out the door, leaving the key Leaving a copper skin blur It slowed, and wobbled Signaling its eventual demise After the penny stilled On the cold granite I picked it up Looked in its eyes It prayed for freedom I took it to the well And spun it in Hoping you were right.

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Mar 27, 2017

Mar 27, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC

Good luck

I made a wish on your penny today. A simple penny that devoured my attention. I’ve tossed many before, but none like yours. You twirled it on the counter saying that it was lucky I saw your finger linger twisting and turning it You didn't seem to be the superstitious type I guess that's just another way you surprised me With a sly grin and a wink You walked out the door, leaving the key Leaving a copper skin blur It slowed, and wobbled Signaling its eventual demise After the penny stilled On the cold granite I picked it up Looked in its eyes It prayed for freedom I took it to the well And spun it in Hoping you were right.

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Through the field golden spikes of wheat kiss my arms. To love as you do singing a chorus of soft sunlight drawing a dance into the sea of skies looking like the edge of peace. I want to be with you Always.

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Aug 8, 2016

Aug 8, 2016 at 7:13 AM UTC

Wheat

Through the field golden spikes of wheat kiss my arms. To love as you do singing a chorus of soft sunlight drawing a dance into the sea of skies looking like the edge of peace. I want to be with you Always.

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I tried to birth a butterfly that was not ready I was left the last day longing for a remedy I built that small shack too fast rapt by the beauty It became a homeless house strapped to simplicity

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Aug 8, 2016

Aug 8, 2016 at 6:39 AM UTC

Youth?

I tried to birth a butterfly that was not ready I was left the last day longing for a remedy I built that small shack too fast rapt by the beauty It became a homeless house strapped to simplicity

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In the time it took for the Dull thud of your hammer eyes To show any guilt Your face had already braced me to contain the cracking of my heart Later, the quake came Alone in my basement Where all my ghosts live

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Aug 2, 2016

Aug 2, 2016 at 8:31 PM UTC

Because I love you

In the time it took for the Dull thud of your hammer eyes To show any guilt Your face had already braced me to contain the cracking of my heart Later, the quake came Alone in my basement Where all my ghosts live

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There is but one rule in love. That I've learnt through many mistakes From both within, and without This is for us, to the best of our Ability, Knowledge, and Reason Do no harm Everything else Is from the air we breath And the water we swim Until this is accepted I will not be of this world And it will not be of me

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Aug 1, 2016

Aug 1, 2016 at 7:59 AM UTC

One Rule

There is but one rule in love. That I've learnt through many mistakes From both within, and without This is for us, to the best of our Ability, Knowledge, and Reason Do no harm Everything else Is from the air we breath And the water we swim Until this is accepted I will not be of this world And it will not be of me

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I beg of you Don’t become attached to me Don’t love me, or hate me My past is riddled with those I’ve left behind The way the milky way has riddled the sky with stars You will be no different So don’t think of me in extremes Be indifferent But know I will look up at you from where I am next I will remember our times fondly Because I am a traveler And we only wish on stars we have not visited

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Feb 2, 2016

Feb 2, 2016 at 1:52 PM UTC

So many stars

I beg of you Don’t become attached to me Don’t love me, or hate me My past is riddled with those I’ve left behind The way the milky way has riddled the sky with stars You will be no different So don’t think of me in extremes Be indifferent But know I will look up at you from where I am next I will remember our times fondly Because I am a traveler And we only wish on stars we have not visited

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Lonely Is my soul For it does not see itself Opaque Are my eyes For they can not feel the light Trembelimg Is my heart For it does not know the way Severed Is my mind For it can not meet my soul

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Nov 19, 2014

Nov 19, 2014 at 6:33 PM UTC

Soulful

Lonely Is my soul For it does not see itself Opaque Are my eyes For they can not feel the light Trembelimg Is my heart For it does not know the way Severed Is my mind For it can not meet my soul

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I remember seeing you Not for the first time Hopefully not the last But with a “beep beep” you were already gone Left little more than a cloudy statue Where you used to be I turned coughing and wheezing Around your smoky expression Only to see a series of foot prints Not away from Me but certainly not towards me While you've been gone ALL I've heard from you is of the numerous other ferocious beasts you've been running from Well i’m no Wile-E but seems to me From the start There must not have been that strong of a tie to begin with. and although I do look it I’m NOT a coyote and since we’re here From the start you were not that tastiest of prey in every sense of it So be off with you While I practice Autocannibalism

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Sep 16, 2014

Sep 16, 2014 at 4:29 AM UTC

I taste horrible

I remember seeing you Not for the first time Hopefully not the last But with a “beep beep” you were already gone Left little more than a cloudy statue Where you used to be I turned coughing and wheezing Around your smoky expression Only to see a series of foot prints Not away from Me but certainly not towards me While you've been gone ALL I've heard from you is of the numerous other ferocious beasts you've been running from Well i’m no Wile-E but seems to me From the start There must not have been that strong of a tie to begin with. and although I do look it I’m NOT a coyote and since we’re here From the start you were not that tastiest of prey in every sense of it So be off with you While I practice Autocannibalism

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I woke up in a fettered heat Salty terror swam down my brow I dreamt I was a grape Naturally round, and unblemished Wind blew through the land expressing its curving calligraphy The rustle passed through the trees writing me notes It blew through the grass painting with texture It hit my little home A grape vine crew house I poured my contents to you Receiving my umbilical unnecessary return We were brothers born on the same vine I awoke to a desert heat causing our connection to break The further we BOTH fell The further the beads of sweat slid down my cheek. This is the way It Is It is a day dream As I hit the ground rolling away. It is a lack of connection in the first place.

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Sep 16, 2014

Sep 16, 2014 at 3:45 AM UTC

A perfect fantasy

I woke up in a fettered heat Salty terror swam down my brow I dreamt I was a grape Naturally round, and unblemished Wind blew through the land expressing its curving calligraphy The rustle passed through the trees writing me notes It blew through the grass painting with texture It hit my little home A grape vine crew house I poured my contents to you Receiving my umbilical unnecessary return We were brothers born on the same vine I awoke to a desert heat causing our connection to break The further we BOTH fell The further the beads of sweat slid down my cheek. This is the way It Is It is a day dream As I hit the ground rolling away. It is a lack of connection in the first place.

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I hear words like *** phrases like "God hates gays". while these men are my brothers and i love my family you sling out wrath as if you're on a war path some ancient crusade justified by your pride so secure on a high horse. I find myself hating you because you're the problem the world clings to How many places are we going to crack the mosaic of humanity? i swear we're bout to shatter. But you don't seem to think they matter. like a snake you spit up venom death on your breath the destruction in your wake that you say is for gods sake It makes me sick. but i'm still wrought with the thoughts of my mother that you're my other brother ...f#$*ing hate family. But an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind x'cept for that last guy who's got problems with depth perception Now i see why our minds only have one eye We all see in shallow pools of decrepit perceptions corrupt intentions I just want to swim into the deep blue unknown Float there all alone Sea of tranquility Then i come to reality I still have water wings on And how can i call you arrogant when my life is decaying all around me But please before rigamortis sets in, stop saying you know the word sin as much as I hate the prejudice wrought by you id rather stand in between you two, gouge out my own eye and die than make the devil cry.

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Jul 3, 2013

Jul 3, 2013 at 3:30 PM UTC

Devil May Cry

I hear words like *** phrases like "God hates gays". while these men are my brothers and i love my family you sling out wrath as if you're on a war path some ancient crusade justified by your pride so secure on a high horse. I find myself hating you because you're the problem the world clings to How many places are we going to crack the mosaic of humanity? i swear we're bout to shatter. But you don't seem to think they matter. like a snake you spit up venom death on your breath the destruction in your wake that you say is for gods sake It makes me sick. but i'm still wrought with the thoughts of my mother that you're my other brother ...f#$*ing hate family. But an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind x'cept for that last guy who's got problems with depth perception Now i see why our minds only have one eye We all see in shallow pools of decrepit perceptions corrupt intentions I just want to swim into the deep blue unknown Float there all alone Sea of tranquility Then i come to reality I still have water wings on And how can i call you arrogant when my life is decaying all around me But please before rigamortis sets in, stop saying you know the word sin as much as I hate the prejudice wrought by you id rather stand in between you two, gouge out my own eye and die than make the devil cry.

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