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*O Painter
with thy own eye
would thee
paint me in mine own natural hue
prithee paint me as i am,
imperfections
and blemishes true
Load thy brush
with colors sundry
to maketh yond first pure sweep
across the ****** frieze,
fill'd with pangs of hunger.
paint me as i standeth
bethought, in deep
With mine own love and mine own desire,
blurring the edges unclean
with mine own regrets
and mine own mental gyre,
in mine own natural age,
of deep forest green
O Painter
Paint me sinister turquoise,
in lavender and maroon,
combine the amethyst and amber
blend the iceberg
and the indigo moon.
Paint me as i standeth,
prithee see with thy eye
a mistress in yond lady plight
Prithee paint me all i am
i cullionly
a mistress in all yond lady might
Paint me in the optimistic
silv'r of dawn,
but don’t miss the purple
to shade the bruise
of the bygone.
paint me in the sky blue journal
O Painter
Paint me as a unique template
smudge black white and grizzled
merging all the colors of thy palette.
col'r me a rainbow
in a rainy drizzle
Paint me tall so yond i standeth
loftier than any mountain
Paint me as a dram bird, delicate
with soft feathers silken
Paint me harmony, as a violin
so yond i can sing thy solitary tune
paint me as thy poetry
with song and melody
wrapp'd in a cocoon
O Painter
paint me as a dream yond rises
in did saturate colors
with a steady upbeat flight awry
tint, a fluttering
of a quite quaint butterfly
Portray me with endurance
imbue so bold and bright
doth not hesitate
to depict mine own mind
in profound fuchsia and white.
Useth the colors yond thee would borrow
Thy palette not yet exsufflicate
Paint mine own loss and mine own sorrow
in search of a shade so ******
Adorn mine own heart in glowing garnet
at which hour thee paint mine own love
add a true broken blue shade
of the cloud and the rain above;
Study mine own dry sorrow
in mine own soul
useth any shade thee plaited
soften the edges of control
in a tinge of xanthene.
O Painter
Prithee paint me
Mine own passion and mine own spirit
shall has't a crimson r'd hint
mine own remorse and mine own regret
shall reflect an ink stain print
Paint me in mine own eye so true
O Painter
but add a dash of courage too*
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Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 3:45 PM UTC
On that night with bloodshot eyes
Who wants a shake, who wants some fries
I surfed the waves, stopped to swim
The light was on, but now it’s dim
A talking meatball, nitwit shake
Contentious fries, all in my face
Mindless droning of rusted gears
Drilling holes between my ears
Where’s a awl, where’s a knife
Someone please, poke out my eyes
Loose me from this garish spell
A wine induced living hell
Give me a hammer, NO! A rock
Something to slay the screeching box
Give me strength to fight the fool
Else a bucket, to catch the drool
All logic is wasted, as I slip
Down the drain, a steady drip
Mindless, gutless babbling dolt
To dense to run, to slow to bolt
Caught between the haze and hell
Falling deeper in the well
I close my eyes to stop the pain
The steady slipping of my brain
Wake me, wake me, wake me please
Life’s too short for this disease
**** me till my senses wake
Free me now, before I break
Up one night, with bloodshot eyes
Please…no more shakes and no more fries
The light is on, but quickly dims
I’d rather drown, than chance to swim
Nov 1, 2019
Nov 1, 2019 at 11:18 AM UTC
The future holds a blinding grief
A day that shatters all belief
Stripped of fire and lustful thought
Midnight dreams, burned to naught
A day when I no longer care
Have nothing left to give, or share
When your fire no longer burns
When my heart no longer yearns
Creeping like a deadly bane
A poison seeping through my brain
Bringing light to weary eyes
Stripping bear the thin disguise
When at last I choose to see
All the reasons assaulting me
A jolt to wake the sleeping lamb
A day to remember who I am
One day my heart will cease to crave
Will lay the passion to the grave
Time, a salve to help me heal
My soul will learn again to feel
So many years, I gave to waste
A decade that I can't replace
Loving you, my greatest sin
I should have known from where I've been
So close now, I see the signs
My heart has read between the lines
There's nothing left of you in me
No reason I cannot break free
The day of reckoning, is at my door
Dark clouds gather on the shore
A storm that rips you from my soul
And leaves behind a gaping hole
I'll hold my breath until tomorrow
The clouds will pass, as will the sorrow
And with the sun and cleansing tide
My rainbow waits, the other side
Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 9:05 AM UTC
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**Wandering witches, wave your wands,
lose your limbs of earthly bonds.
Friday the 13th full moon sings
so flex your power and stretch your wings.
Wandering witches, weave your words
to be the bane of beasts and birds.
Hex the hateful with potions of love
Poke the prideful in crestfallen thereof
Sing sisters sing, into the full moon night
never knowing the demon's blight.
Fearful farce and fallen stones
bury the bad in blood and bones.**
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Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 5:25 PM UTC
When you, are really hurting here.
But in your heart, you keep moving.
When you feel ,like you are always sad.
But in your heart, you keep moving
When you, wanting to give up on life.
But in your heart , you keep moving.
When you, are alone and feeling lonely.
But in your heart, you keep moving.
Then you, truly are an over comer here.
Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 8:28 PM UTC
You’ve got me locked up in this cage
My mouth full of dirt, my heart full of rage
I’ve been beggin n’ pleadin, won’t you let me go
The veins so tight, they’re gonna blow
You pick me up, then push me down
Hold me under, until I drown
I don’t understand the reasons why
You clip my wings, then demand I fly
You’ve got me nailed to your cross
A load to carry, when I feel so lost
I never know which way to turn
You stoke my flame, then watch me burn
The fare you serve, so sticky sweet
You fill my plate, but won’t let me eat
You light a candle, just out of reach
Is there a lesson, you’re tryin’ to teach?
I don’t know why, you love these chains
Like a man on fire, a heart deranged
Bound and gagged, seems the only way
To keep your angry beasts at bay
I’m a prisoner of your wild desires
…Trapped inside a lustful fire
You want to have, but not to hold
I’ve never felt…a fire as cold
Baby, baby, why can’t you see
What this torment does to me
Don’t you feel the loss of my decay
I’m a broken sparrow, trapped in a cage
Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 9:41 PM UTC
My life is full of
Ups and downs
I asked my girlfriend
To read my poems
She said that she didn't think so
Unfortunately
She has no poetic soul
Dry inside I die
All my living is but a lie
I seem to have traded
All that matters
For an easy loveless ride
Dear Poetess's
Please
Consider me
Together
Our poetry could
Simply be!
Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 9:09 PM UTC
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*I didn't know a tree would grow
From just a little seed
I didn't know that it would grow
In spite of all the weeds
And I didn't know a little snow
Could ***** that raging flame
I didn't know that it would blow
To leave a lasting stain
I didn't know the fire's glow
Would chill me to the bone
I didn't know it's heady glow
Would turn my heart to stone
Just...call me slow, but I didn't know
The wiles, the ways of man
And so it goes, I didn't know
What my heart can't understand…*
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May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 8:36 AM UTC
It’s comforting knowing you’re
alone with just yourself to love!
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 6:01 PM UTC