Surviving the tornado is rarely heard,
As the metropolis was surely stirred.
It could be called a raging killer,
Such a thing but a pillar.
It lifts up spouses,
It lifts up houses,
Many people have no where left to run,
From a death worse than any gun.
Hopefully, no-one experienced this before,
Even though its far more likely than war.
Yet, there’s not much left to be said,
Thus many people have just fled.
Now all that's left for you to do,
Is to run on your cue.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 10:11 PM UTC
No rain, no blossom
Leaving vacant hearts to dwell
Alone, nothing left
Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 9:05 PM UTC
I used to think
That the oceans were salty
Because they came from tears.
I thought that the oceans
Were an embarkment of water
From millions of people's sadness.
And the more we cried,
The more our sadness will dry out
Into the ocean.
If we managed to cry every tear,
Into the sea
We wouldn't be sad.
Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
Boom, whizz, chicka-chicka-choo
Spinning around through the sky
Lightning up the night
Jul 6, 2013
Jul 6, 2013 at 5:15 PM UTC
Tick, Tock
He is covered in mud
For so long, dark brown
The years have left him
Cold to the touch
Click, click
Tasting of dust and
The bark of birch
Gears in his mind
Constantly shifting
Tick, Tock
His tapping heartbeat
Breathing sequentially
Chorus of bells
It's his job
Ding, ****
There goes my grandfather clock
Jul 6, 2013
Jul 6, 2013 at 4:56 PM UTC
ICE
COOL TREAT
FREEZE CREAM
FOR SUMMER
SUNDAE
sweet
cold
r
i
p
Jul 6, 2013
Jul 6, 2013 at 3:43 PM UTC
Smoked salmon lightly charred,
Sweetness in air like
Saccharin infused with mulch and cedar.
Barking of sled hounds
Benign touch of the dry, cold wind to
Bland your nerves
Temperatures below zero
Still welcoming
The sun peeking out from grey clouds
The beginning of a new day,
In the arms of Alaska.
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 1:29 PM UTC
At the Beach
Summer shining bright
Waves crashing against the beach
Soothing sun smiling
Daybreak
Brilliant, Beautiful
Beginning, Blessing, Dazzling
Beacon, Bulb, Glare, Gleam
Sleeping, Falling, Dimming
Silent, Obsidian
Dusk
Winter covering
The world in shades of ivory
Snow silently falls
Snow Day
Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 1:17 PM UTC
It's alright to cry,
my mother told me so
'Cause out from rain,
there will always be rainbows
Jun 23, 2013
Jun 23, 2013 at 9:54 PM UTC
There once was a zombie named Alfred,
Who couldn't believe he was dead.
But brains desired,
Common sense backfired.
So he did as the gruesome dead.
Jun 23, 2013
Jun 23, 2013 at 9:43 PM UTC