Perhaps the thesaurus?
Too prehistoric.
Maybe the dictionary...but
haven't you heard? No sound rhetoric.
I implore you to read it from toe to head
I'd rather read a vagrant mind instead.
I'll skip novels because I'm not well-versed
Hell, their devilish ways make me feel coerced
Like a willow in the desert cursing its thirst,
at first glance: feat of nature; at last, at its worst.
Ramblings aside, the greatest things left unsaid
are readily spared by pens and lead.
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 12:53 AM UTC
When dismay shifts to grey,
Congregations of dew-
though an indifference to stay
turns grey into blue.
Yet this petrichorus of raindrops
Is divine til the pain stops
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 11:31 PM UTC
A meteor you are,
earthquake from hell am I
from underground so far,
to falling from the sky.
An effort made so deep,
A vision set so high,
Your sediments shall creep
'til once more we're awry.
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 12:03 AM UTC
Feeling the need to trade this two for an eight
In exchange for a flush or even a straight,
I'd settle on sand; any hand, two pair;
but life on the river is seldom but fair
Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 4:59 AM UTC
Imagine a canvas,
Holding holistic human history
If only you could picture this.
Analyze space between your fingers
Potential paintbrush placement
The world at your fingertips.
Envisage everything between your ears (then the opposite)
Encompassing ensembles elucidating egos
The composer in all of us, seeking bliss.
Everything experienced, transcended
This convoluted canvas conducive to creativity
Reminiscent of colors brooded over one last kiss.
Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 9:17 PM UTC
Manning this vessel aimlessly
On open sea that beckons me.
Yet which direction do I set my sails?
According to the wind, if all else fails.
Alas, scar-clad from my ruthless ambition,
Longing to free my shackles of inhibition.
Wishful aspirations of self-deposition, yet
Auspicious sights arising on the horizon.
Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 2:31 PM UTC
Tears wept like droplets beneath a faulty pipe; for the braves
A woman stranded wondering, Is this the last goodbye?
A man stood pondering petrified, contemplating his demise
An infant unable to comprehend, yet she nonetheless cries
A captain sat perplexed, These lives are jeopardized
An ocean parting waves coupled by parting waves
The horizon sits between them as an autumn sky.
Jan 15, 2013
Jan 15, 2013 at 11:48 PM UTC
A tempest is brewing
Beneath our soles.
Coerced many massive mountains
but sundering them not; consuming them.
With eons unequaled,
With few fathoms measurable
yet measuring the unfathomable.
Unrealistic fables,
As a dragon in a cavern,
Perhaps infernal heathens... ludicrous claims, yet
No soothsayer's transmutations,
No reviser's adaptations,
Nor squabbling between politicians
could surmount to the tensions amassing beneath us.
Are we at pinnacle of the world?
Only if one's ego is at True North,
Merely the surface, unfurled forth.
But as molten iron dwindles slowly outward into hardened crust
As does man's manifested quest for greed and lust
So if a monolithic magma pool ever decides to ******
Hopefully it will gather a rather miraculous gust (it must!)
Distrusting the wicked, while sparing the just
As quickly as water turns ephemeral steel to rust.
Jan 13, 2013
Jan 13, 2013 at 11:13 PM UTC
Agnizing life presently, rather a mere reflection
Absolved pleasantly, converted cranial affection
Recreated imagery which becomes introspection
Concentric rippling raindrops, radiating perfection
Life's absorption of the senses through cosmic connection
Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 11:59 PM UTC
Projectiles piercing past years, tears and more,
All for nothing, nothing for all, but for what? What for?
Ruination of art, knowledge, wisdom: ambiguities of war.
Instilling fear, burdening bystanders- thrown asunder or ashore
The guiltless stream meanders as wings which soar.
Tyrants rampant like rebels on the range,
Hierophants justified killing for a cause,
Fuel-driven greed heeds a need for a change.
Actions bring reactions when blood meets the gauze.
Pause, hold the applause; the jaws withdraw.
Dec 29, 2012
Dec 29, 2012 at 6:02 AM UTC