my love
bastion of my emotions
a beacon guiding my spirit home
it tethers me to shore
while it lights my path into the world
though the enemies of my mind
release a barrage of ill intent
my love is my retreat
my shield my sustenance
Oct 4, 2012
Oct 4, 2012 at 3:12 AM UTC
I am only a question.
I am not a fact or a statement or a name or a label or a list.
I am a question put into the world capable only of asking more.
One question leads to another until I forget what it was I wanted to know originally.
I write hard and unyielding the way that I wish to be loved.
I am wondering how to be strong, how to fight for what I want, how to know what I want.
I am desire.
Sep 7, 2012
Sep 7, 2012 at 1:49 AM UTC
hello world
there is purpose
in your indiscretions
your uncertainties
and calm reflections
i've gazed upon you
awash in moonbeams
a prism of undiscovered dreams
you teach me patience and longing
a joy i could never express
and without it fierce loneliness
when i lose myself i need only look around me
your lush landscape
the vestiges of past inhabitants
remnants of people who lived, breathed, and loved you
Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 6:09 PM UTC
the blasphemer and the blushing bride
have no recollection of things like pride
one detests ceremony while the other revels
in vows and prayers and all such spells
one waits for a day of celebration and rejoices
the other rebels against insincere voices
and if the two were to ever meet
or stranger still to share the same seat
all feuds might be forgotten for the sake of the truth
whatever one chooses to believe in one's youth
the importance should be placed on agency
rather than the pomp of unsavory pageantry
Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 6:07 PM UTC
It's amazing what a name can do to you
You hear it then feel it pass through your brain
It travels so quickly through every part of you
It courses and pulses through each and every vein
In only an instant your heart starts to flutter
You feel it quickly beating inside
You attempt to speak, but it comes as a stutter
Almost as if your words try to hide
A name, just a name, it reaches inside you
It touches every inch of your frame
Is this not the meaning of life for you
This simple yet flawlessly beautiful name?
Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 5:57 PM UTC
I read a poem the other day
That made me think about the way
People’s souls lie at rest
It considered the lack of heaven and hell
The spirit itself could neither speak nor tell
The ones that it loved best
How sad, I thought when this I read
What if, I mused, when we are dead
We are the sounds themselves
The voices of our souls are not mute
Scarcely a nice idea or true, I refute
That into which the poem delves
The ocean’s roar comes from a girl
Who long ago was known for each curl
Atop her golden head
The body may hide her strength
But then at last and at long length
It can be freed when she is dead
Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 5:56 PM UTC
i want to be your fool
to laugh incessantly
at all of your jokes
when no one else does
and shoot the breeze
when there's nothing else to do
i want to be your muse
to inspire happiness
and reach a place in you
where no one else has been
for you to think of me
when you've so much else to do
i want to be your shadow
to match your movements
and follow you patiently
wherever you may go
to see you as you are
when there's no one else to see
i want to be your friend
to share our interests
and find a common ground
where once was none at all
to bask in the momentary kinship
when there's nowhere else to be
i want to be your treasure
to feel your devotion with every glance
and build our love patiently
where no one can interfere
to be two souls under one sun
when nothing else in life goes right
Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 5:55 PM UTC
i don't picture you peacefully
perhaps i don't picture you at all
it is not an experience for sight
it's more like the feeling when you fall
your arms do not embrace me
you are sickly distorted here
i am impatient for you to go
yet there is nothing more that i fear
Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 5:55 PM UTC
some days i know i am smarter than this
some days i know i'll find that which i've missed
there's never any telling what tomorrow will bring
sometimes you just need sit back and sing
it's never been so easy yet hard all at once
if only my decisions would stop making me the dunce
never again can i let myself down
there's too much to enjoy to have that constant frown
so the next time i'm feeling this way
maybe i'll listen when they tell me "have a nice day"
Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 5:54 PM UTC
Welcome to the deep
where the lowly creatures creep
where the edges drop off steep
where none dare make a peep
where all move as sheep
Welcome to the deep
where the soul down may seep
where forever one shall sleep
I welcome thee to the deep
Why dost thou weep?
The darkness does not reap
Merely from thy sleep
But also from the others of the herd
Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 5:54 PM UTC