Words are broken like a poem edited
Not by the song
or as it writes
but by others who hear
a very
very
different sort of rumble.
How does one fix this?
What shall we do with the
music
no longer there.
Apr 14, 2012
Apr 14, 2012 at 3:32 PM UTC
Simply. Endless.
A vastness of Not stretched over a tattered canvas
How do you not reach forward to touch?
Are you grey in this swelling of never?
Head down weeping
only the beginning will call
Here a tale for your soul.
Nov 6, 2011
Nov 6, 2011 at 3:51 AM UTC
In bright red candy coated frailty
sailing forward
into a curving infinity
with
every
throbbing
flap...
Holding a vivid line on eternity
hurtling skyward
behind a box of humanity
make
every
heartbeat
stop.
Again.
Jul 10, 2010
Jul 10, 2010 at 11:54 PM UTC
A little festive clover inside a cheerful heart.
Happy St. Patrick's day Rose
So bright and friendly
You'd think on this one of child hood's favorites
I'd know what to say in return
But it sticks.
Tears roll down my cheeks that
just don't stop.
Ten years Daddy.
I still miss you far more than
any friend I ever made
And that eats at me.
We were friends forever
Our secret club so rarely opened
Memories of mice and baby oil
lined up on the tub
and lost in the ocean.
Mar 12, 2010
Mar 12, 2010 at 8:11 PM UTC
There are people in the windows
chickens in the hegde rows
the music hits a beat that you
just can't walk away from.
Oh, oh don't you know
I'm screaming like a banshee
you're thinking Baby can we?
Oh oh won't you go
Where are all my dreams & Angels
glimmer like this web before it tangles
the dog sprained his ******* elbow
That will teach me don't you think?
Oh, oh don't you know
You're strapped to the max
I'm asking Baby can we?
Oh oh won't you go
Something witty... ya Right.
Jan 19, 2010
Jan 19, 2010 at 5:59 PM UTC
There is a song I like to sing when I am all alone,
It has no words.
As I sing,
My mind takes flight.
The melody is rare-aly my own.
N' This is how it goes.
On & on,
I'll sing all day and,
nights are spent alone.
I'll try to make myself better,
and someday,
I'll be known.
Do you know the song I sing?
Do you sing along?
When the darkness falls above;
I hear an echoing throng.
There is nothing, I'd like more than someone by my side,
No matter,
what I've tried my love has always died.
Do I do it wrong or right?
Was it all along?
If you keep me by your side,
I will run and hide?
Well I was on a roll again then my son burst out,
no matter what I'm thinking of-he chases it about.
Maybe,
I should think no more
Take it day by day.
When I think I'm doing good
I'm about to fall-
but who cares about that,
That is what I ask?
I can't have it all.
Just lil bits,
and widbitchets,
They mean nothing at all.
I've tried to base myself in you,
You wont be my friend.
Can we go?
Can we stay?
I don't know at all.
Words they come,
when paper touches pen...
Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 11:21 PM UTC
Each drop falls like rain.-
Leaving a perfect stain.
I hold on tight.
I hold on loose.
Yet,
I cry, alone in the night.
I can't get away,
I can't break free,
What seems to be this spell?
This spell,
Did you place it on me?
I thought there was so much more,
more inside me.
All is Blank...
whatever,
My happiness sank.
Push me a way-
or let me stay.
I can no longer handle these games,
we used to love,
We used to play.
I've tried to cry,
I've tried to pray.
Somehow,
Somehow,
blood seems,
the only way...
There is an incredible sadness that fills me.
I keep trying to stop these tears from flowing,
But,
I find,
That happiness is relative.
All my relativity,
has flown out the window.
Was this meant to get better?
I give up my dreams,
then close my eyes to sleep.
Now all my dreams,
are visions in smoke,
then my home burns around me.
Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 11:20 PM UTC
A whisper of a name in the dark
a shadow in the window frame
the giggles that ring out
fights start with a single shout
In a house full of girls
A misadventure called a lark
the games that never stop
cries of terror in the night
a hard glint of morning light
In a house full of girls
Spinning round till you fall down
stares that do not escape
knowing every name
each day is not the same
In a house full of girls
Learning to scream
with out a sound
loosing our gift,
one by one,
trading everything for a smallest chance,
even we will learn to dance,
in a house full of girls
Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 11:19 PM UTC
Little fingers here and there
Little smiles everywhere
How I've missed you
Gone away
How I've wished you
Back to stay
Little echos here and there
Little shadows everywhere
Growing up is hard to do
and I wish the best for you
Little souls will flourish well
When they are not raised up in Hell.
Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 11:17 PM UTC