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GaryFairy Mar 2016
if every cloud has a silver lining
that's gonna make for some heavy rain
underneath this sky, i am finding
myself being crushed, and drenched in pain
GaryFairy Oct 2014
Sitting in the siren silence
within sight of invites of violence
in the sky, the plight of tyrants
righteous mighty fighter pilots

and the war rages on
there are no commercial breaks

in the eyes of subsidence
the dying cries of compliance
the price they paid is the highest
siren silence finally quiets
GaryFairy Nov 2015
hiding in the siren silence
within sight of invites of violence
in the sky the plight of tyrants
righteous mighty fighter pilots

biased bombs in flights of guidance
goliath might, the fire of giants
without a fight or try of defiance
set alight in frying alliance

in the final piles of subsidence
the dying cries of compliance
the price they paid is the highest
the siren silence finally quiets
GaryFairy Feb 2015
everybody knows her
they call her sister lower
she crawls through the fields
looking for a four leaf clover

if your heart is a grower
never try to show her
she will fly with the breeze
these green fields have chose her

don't try to hold her closer
she will say nobody knows her
her grass cuts never heal
her search is never over
GaryFairy Aug 2015
i want to figure something out
i want to invent something
i don't care what it is
i just want these thoughts to stop smothering each other


once i had a plan
no one could understand
i closed my eyes and grit my teeth
i am just a common man


i want to think outside the box
i want to find the solutions
i don't care what i solve
i just want these thoughts to stop smothering each other

it hits like a stone
sitting here all alone
i close my eyes and grit my teeth
i am only skin and bone
GaryFairy Jul 2013
I toss and turn and inside i burn
sleep wont come
i keep waiting so frustrating
sleep wont come
still i lay in the darkened grey
sleep wont come

come to me
sweet serenity
take these thoughts away from me

i flip and flop my mind wont stop
sleep wont come
i close my eyes but its no surprise
sleep wont come
i lay so still against my will
sleep wont come

come to me
sweet serenity
take my consciousness away from me
GaryFairy Feb 2015
it's ok to **** yourself
as long as you do it right
they way i've found for myself
drink heavy and eat light

it's alright to take the oath
live fast and die young
youthful days, i gave my most
i lived the song i sung

it's ok to drown yourself
in your phlegm and some wine
that's the way i find myself
i **** myself to pass the time
GaryFairy Mar 2015
smile, life isn't so bad
it's all mostly what you make it
living in a world gone mad
you are strong enough to take it

smile, you still have your breath
negativity will only steal it
when you hurt, you live less
just one smile can heal it
GaryFairy Apr 2015
when the flame hits the green
it burns away my wasted dreams
on a smoke cloud I lean
then life is better than it seems
GaryFairy Mar 2015
smoking and drinking
anything but thinking
to this world, I am dumb
hoping is shrinking
my armor is chinking
my mind is now numb

toking and syncing
my mind has no inkling
empty out my head
the eyes of no blinking
they are set on linking
this life with the dead
GaryFairy Jan 2016
smugness covers only skin
but it can't cover what's within
when there's nothing left to win
why would we want to live again?

smugness smothers other men
the stuff we cover with a grin
we are the same without within
but we would rather play pretend
GaryFairy Dec 2014
This is my picture of mankind
all this **** inside my fan mind
man, this crap is all I can find
blowing in my eyes, like mice who ran blind

(pictures flash like a snapshot
pouring out fluid to make the tap hot
words that fit into the gap slot
this geography isn't what a map taught)

looks like I can't see a **** sign
these thoughts tie me like a hand bind
rope marks glowing like a tan line
thinking is like stepping on a land mine
GaryFairy Jan 2015
standing in the october rain
one last time to hold her hand
she has the softest touch of pain
but this pain was never planned

raindrops fall to the beating of hearts
i'm soaked in my regrets
a final ending, two new starts
i am still glad we met

like my facebook page...facebook.com/Garyspoetrypage
GaryFairy Jan 2015
trying to get by with high anxiety
I cry to the sky, why are you trying me
hiding from the grind of my society
I have my mind set on finding privacy

I've tried my best at buying entirety
dying inside, my pride is fighting me
impropriety as a light, my irony
wiping away my right to piety
GaryFairy Oct 2015
optimist - acrostic

Open up the book
Page one, neutralize your thoughts
Turn the page
Induct elation
Make your temperament positive
Idealism
See the prism of sanguinity
Turn the page

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aqua - acrostic

Arid soul washed away
Quietly sinking down
Underneath the waves to stay
Awakening as i drown

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flaw - acrostic

Forget about the way we see
Looking past the shallow grey
Awaken to a deeper degree
We are all beautiful in our own way

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harm - acrostic

Hurt me, the pain will go away
All anguish is fleeting
Remnants of your words might stay
My heart will go on beating

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wolf pack - acrostic

Wild and free, nature's breed
Out of bounds of any containment
Living off of only what they need
Flourishing in sustainment

Prowling the forests and grass
Attacking only what they eat
Canids from our distant past
Killing only to replete

(i know i didn't use the word sustainment correctly here, but it rhymes)
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jugs - acrostic poem

Jiggle and bounce for me
Underneath a cotton top
Gives me such satisfaction
Seeing them flip and flop

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sympathy and attention - pity party poetry page

with an affinity for sympathy and attention
pity without empathy ends up as an affliction
sitting all alone having fits not fit to mention
depicting his own addiction to his self infliction

distemper words, written with intention
listless visions are a picture of his fiction
his existence isn't gifted within this dimension
it's a senseless decision to befit a contradiction

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discretion

if deception is a threat, i guess it begs the question
does perception get better with less discretion?
can a gesture of conception be answered best with ingestion
by letting down our guards will we fester in suppression?

changing our direction away from our debts of reception
pressed by our expression of protested progression
best bets are guessed and when we collect we learn a lesson
back to the question, is perception better with less discretion?

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rhyme without reason

what is a rhyme without a reason?
it's no feat to beat the drum of no cohesion
it's like planting seeds that aren't in season
or a disease that leaves a bleeding lesion

a decent poet is adept at seeing adhesion
leaving the meaning amounts to being treason
completely missing pieces for completion
not even worth reading, only worth deletion

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everlasting (4 versions)

though i have ran with the rats of cancer
as i craft the ladder to the final chapter
i never planned for crass disaster
abashed by the lasting factor

where the past is passing faster
i ask the lord and await his answer
are my chances granted to live hereafter
i clasp the hand of the everlasting master

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abashed by the lasting factor
i never planned for crass disaster
as i craft the ladder to the final chapter
though i have ran with the rats of cancer

i clasp the hand of the everlasting master
are my chances granted to live hereafter
i ask the lord and await his answer
where the past is passing faster

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abashed by the lasting factor
i never planned for crass disaster
as i craft the ladder to the final chapter
though i have ran with the rats of cancer

where the past is passing faster
i ask the lord and await his answer
are my chances granted to live hereafter
i clasp the hand of the everlasting master

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(you can also do one of these)

where the past is passing faster
i ask the lord and await his answer
are my chances granted to live hereafter
i clasp the hand of the everlasting master
i clasp the hand of the everlasting master
are my chances granted to live hereafter
i ask the lord and await his answer
where the past is passing faster
you can make different versions of everlasting, with different shapes, and different flows by changing the lines around...some of the shapes look cool if the poems are centered also...i had a blast doing this!
GaryFairy Apr 2015
I love her more than anything
there is still something missing
something that I always long for
loving, touching, kissing
GaryFairy Jan 2015
finding a guide for my life is vital
i try to hide my dying recycled
downward spiral or final revival
there is something more

i go through trials like a cycle
defiant fibers of quiet reprisal
i need an eye for trying survival
there is something more

shining light of a rising idol
inviting the prize of flying primal
finding my sight is my final arrival
there is something more
GaryFairy Aug 2015
i've lived a life so tried and wild
i've laughed along and cried in trials
even though my hope's been gone a while
sometimes i try to find a smile

now i abide, and now i'm mild
i roll with the tide and ride it in style
whatever i find is worth my while
sometimes i even find a smile
https://soundcloud.com/gary-loftis/sometimes
GaryFairy Sep 2015
i feel like a spaceman
a displaced alien in a wasteland
base plan
looking for a face, trying to trace man

it's not rocket science
with the fights, riots, and sights of violence
i'd give my right eye for some silence
i'm finding this place never quiets
no kindness, or signs of subsidence
relying on small minded diets
no compliance, alliance, or guidance
few ever try to defy the tyrants

i feel like a spaceman
a displaced alien in a wasteland
base plan
looking for a trace, trying to face man
GaryFairy Dec 2015
there's no need for mistletoe
since I am here on my own
no tinsel, or lights that glow
spending Christmas all alone

no stockings hang on the wall
besides the ones hung to dry
no turkey left out to thaw
just a heart left out to die

there's no need for a jolly soul
when the cold cuts to the bone
no shiny ribbons or fancy bows
spending Christmas all alone
Not totally true, but I am just not into the festivities, plus this write is more about lost love
Merry Christmas to all...or Happy Holidays....seasons greetings etc.
GaryFairy Jan 2015
I can feel spirits of tortured souls
they can crawl right up my spine
they won't let me let the horror go
their suffering is all mine

i can hear voices of murdered dreams
like a ringing in my ears
i ask god why i'm serving screams
i ask why i'm herding fears

i see fingerprints of ****** grips
crimson smudges paint my wall
i write down their troubled scripts
every time those spirits call

audio recording
https://soundcloud.com/gary-loftis/spirits-of-empathys-burden

like my page
facebook.com/Garyspoetrypage
GaryFairy Jul 2015
i can feel spirits of tortured souls
they can crawl right up my spine
they won't let me let the horror go
their suffering is all mine

i can hear voices of murdered dreams
like a ringing in my ears
i ask god why i'm serving screams
i ask why i'm herding fears

i see fingerprints of ****** grips
crimson smudges paint my wall
i write down their troubled scripts
every time those spirits call

audio recording
https://soundcloud.com/gary-loftis/spirits-of-empathys-burden

if you like my poetry, like my page please
facebook.com/Garyspoetrypage
I felt a need to repost this because a lot of my poems are well received, but this didn't get much attention. I feel like this fits a lot of poets, and why we write.
GaryFairy Jan 2015
blurry image, out of focus
closing in on hopeless notice
broken glow, prone to coldness
holding on to low the closest

lambent lacking, saddened blackness
lasting facts of tragic practice
shattered glass, facet blasted
passing granted hands the fastest
GaryFairy Jan 2017
blurry image, out of focus
closing in on hopeless notice
broken glow, prone to coldness
holding on to low the closest

lambent lacking, saddened blackness
lasting facts of tragic practice
shattered glass, facet blasted
passing granted hands the fastest
No more passive-aggressive comments and messages. I do my own thang, and I don't know a lot about poetry  rules.
GaryFairy Aug 2021
staring at the sun
pointing at everyone
what are you trying to prove?
you're better? they ain't done

give a man a chance
to change a circumstance
no telling what he can do
he might make you **** your pants

staring at the sun
when all is said and done
this ain't some kind of a game
and nobody ever won

it is a sad world for writers when 10 year olds have easy access to filthy ****, but poets get censored
another i threw together for my lovers...stop wasting your time and making me a better writer haha

syllable counts are fun to play with and with so many variations, you can get a good sense of how rhythm works...of course rhythm depends a lot on vowel sounds, where one might place a comma etc too
GaryFairy May 2016
Hey mister, can you spare me a dime
or maybe just a moment of your time
I hate to admit, I'm a starving artist
maybe my choices aren't the smartest

it seems senseless starving for art
artistic integrity plays a big part
parting my ways seems so hard
hardest part is silencing my heart

hey mister, can I sell you a rhyme
it might mean something over some time
I'm proud to admit I'm a starving artist
even though these days are the hardest
rewrite - ***, I have lost 6 followers and gained 8 in one day. ****! I have been nothing but nice to all who followed me, and done my best to support their poetry. I wish folks would let me know why, and not be so cowardly. I am sorry if you are frustrated, or for whatever reason you unfollowed me. This site isn't about poetry, it's about shutins who live on the net. If you have a problem, or hear a rumor, come to me with it. You better believe I am not in private messages talking about you.
GaryFairy Nov 2014
Hey mister, can you spare me a dime
or maybe just a moment of your time
I hate to admit, I'm a starving artist
and these days are the hardest

it seems senseless starving for art
artistic integrity plays a big part
parting my ways seems so hard
hardest part is silencing my heart

hey mister, can I sell you a rhyme
it might mean something over some time
I'm proud to admit I'm a starving artist
but my choices aren't the smartest
GaryFairy Jul 2014
The most tired fraction of society
social studies leads to social anxiety
anxiously waiting for life's entirety
entire life of impropriety

improper ways lead to isolation
isolated due to my frustration
frustrated by my hearts starvation
starving for any type of relation
GaryFairy Dec 2014
Patience, lord grant me patience
I'm gonna break and I can no longer take it
basics, all I need are the basics
everything is fake and I'm gonna break it

(I guess I'll fall behind
I'll never be in first place
my life ain't a contest
it's just a hearse race)

status, I don't need no status
why do we buy everything they throw at us
habits, I am breaking the habits
I'd rather be last than first in the madness
GaryFairy Oct 2021
grass, gas, or *** nobody rides for free
cops and robbers and the indian hides for me
my *** ate grass got gas and then shies on me
my horse got sores got shot, and dies on me

all us poor kids didn't mind to be a tribe
eenie meanie mighty moe never helped us hide
tony two tooth's daddy likes to run around
his mom is gonna play too and "hunt him down"

one two buckle in my shoe, toys in the attic
hopscotch buckshot semi-automatic
piggy goes to market this piggy stays home
then, this old man comes rollin home all alone

sorry coach but this year i can't go out
daddy blew out his knee and my shoe had a blow out
richie rich called his stepbrother a snitch
sweet summer hits with a hickory switch

jump back charlie jack you know how we feel
bacon comes from a hog boy not from a meal
hoppa fence it's 50 cents for stolen fruit
poppa top drop no deposit no returns pollute
GaryFairy Aug 2013
I am the stone that is thrown
that hits the water
causing a ripple
a tiny wave
across a giant ocean
touching shore
washing over tiny particles
molecules and micro-organisms
drowning some
bringing life to others
GaryFairy Jul 2016
with no place left to go
i face the cold hard fight
when you live under a rock
darkness is your only sight

with no stone left un-turned
that leaves me nowhere to hide
left out in the sun to burn
i can't turn this stone inside

with no reason left to live
i grow colder by the night
crawling from this stone to give
my life to the dying light
it might make more sense when it's finished
GaryFairy Sep 2015
i am the stone that is thrown
that hits the water
causing a ripple
a tiny wave
across a giant ocean
touching shore
washing over tiny particles
molecules and micro-organisms
drowning some
bringing life to others
i wrote this for the singer Daniel Mustard
GaryFairy Nov 2013
It's time to hit the jackpot
so get off the *** jack
it's time to pack thought
what does your thought pack?

better hit the highway
because stakes are way high
i will never fly stray
even though i'm a stray fly

i am just a flyweight
but i'm letting the weight fly
i'm just going to try fate
and then let the fate try
GaryFairy Mar 2015
string along, string along
pull the twine you have me on
use my heart as your pawn
dragging me right into your con

string along, string along
play me like an old sweet song
string is weak, I am strong
I break away and now I'm gone
GaryFairy Jul 2013
So many in this world are so confused
confused over what is at hand
hand me your heart and i will tell
tell you i feel the same way inside
inside me, i feel like i dont fit
fit in this place where i cry
cry for a change that wont come
come with me to my hideout
hideout with me until we are safe
safe from the pain and the struggle
struggle with me
GaryFairy Jun 2013
S.tiff necked and so hard headed
T.enacious, with rebellion embedded
U.nyielding to what you believe
B.ullheaded in what i perceive
B.oorish in my own steadfast ways
O.bstruction to what you might say
R.efractory with my persistence
N.onconformist, full of resistance
GaryFairy Jan 2015
i don't need a green lawn
i want a shoulder i can lean on

i don't need a front door
what i want is what i hunt for

i don't need a new car
what i want isn't too far

i don't need a green lawn
i want new bed to dream on
GaryFairy Dec 2014
This tunnel is is filled with so many faces
lips don't move, but speak of places
I watch the rats, running their races
holding on to life in cases

there's a lot of sounds, minus laughter
chasing dreams that their after
the trains and people go by faster
headed toward life's disaster
GaryFairy May 2015
collecting on bets against our protection
protecting the rest from upsetting suggestions
suggesting our debt is a festering infection
infecting the best at dissecting rejection

rejecting the test of netting detection
detecting a mess of regulated perception
percieving the threat as a broken reflection
reflecting begets the final expression
Perception is only perceiving what we know....they control what we know, but not what we believe.
GaryFairy Jan 2015
every mountain has stories to tell
they've been watching for so many years
seeing every climber that fell
hearing screams with rock face ears

every river knows of the pain
pushing it away into collective bays
washing every hurtful stain
lives are turned to red bank clay

every sun ray does it's job
warming hearts with just one glance
making our chests beat and throb
letting us know we still have a chance
GaryFairy Oct 2021
I am shocked that people still say "you reap what you sow". Really? I kind of get the idea they're thinking of sewing eyes shut, while reaping their vision. Then they shapeshift and look like a possum/demon ******. I don't think they were thinking purely. Just to say such a thing would get you killed in iowa, in some farmer communities. Other states too, but i like saying iowa...and ohio. Plus, the relation to sowing and reaping. Ohioiowa Iowaohio! That is fun. Maybe i am so twisted that i used those states so i could say the words. Sung it three times and see if you don't feel like a cross between drew carrey, slipnot, and neil young. Then see if you can make senior citizens believe it's some native words. Ohio and Iowa were named after tribes, but didn't we make the words? And senior citizens made us? So weird. Get it yet dopes? Some of you say dumber things out loud. Like "conspiracy theory"...you should be locked up for conspiracy to conspire with theory, or maybe "theory of a theatre" Even a plain and simple theorist can make a hypothesis. Do you know what this means? It means that there are more dumb citizens in america than there is illegal aliens. Speaking of aliens, why do you turn green with envy and then turn red when someone alienates you? Is it because they use education to alienate you and you use lack of education for everything? Well education beats you. A **** first grader could come up with theories, and probably spell it too. It's funny for a while, but really if it came down to it...and we could get along without you blaming your inability to communicate on anyone but yourself, who would wear the "i'm with stupid" shirt? It's my shirt, and i've been looking for you, so we could stand next to each other and talk. Can you imagine if i could get a real conspiracy, or theorist to open up and actually know what a thesis is, and be all theory and no conspiracy, we would be famous. I hope you did read this you mental health industry science project. Now, please go somewhere you've never went yet. I suggest school or hell. My bad, but hell keeps getting harder con theorist

company keeps company with who company keeps
do i look like those who don't sow what they reap?
only bleed at home, blood of defeated is for streets
a leech waits in mud for that life that it eats

serving sunday service mud made of human dirt
blurred first by certain pain and imperfect hurt
discomfort in the gospel hotheads stirs pots
personal relationships, demons heat with the hot

friends without sin you cast all of the stones
forget about sin choir join in to crush the bones
trends of the soul you better let your master know
perfect people who never search only reap what we sow
GaryFairy Sep 2015
God bless the one who PRAYS
PRAISE the Lord's heavenly REIGN
RAIN on me, then warming RAYS
RAISE my soul to a higher PLANE

PLAIN and simple, he can HEAL
HE'LL save any sinner TOO
TO him, surrender yourself WHOLLY
HOLY father is for me and you


PRAYER

oh Lord, can you hear my PLEAS
PLEASE shelter me from the RAIN
REIGN over me with a watchful EYE
I long to make it to your domain
i know i used rain/reign twice, but the prayer was meant to be a different poem...it seems like few people support, or respect these, but my words to them are, "let's see you write one"
GaryFairy Mar 2015
it's hard to swallow, hard to chew
lies are a repeat of sweetness
spitting out what is un-true
I choose to always repeat this

it's hard to refrain from crying
wounded by chains of slavery
sugar coated dreams are dying
the salt of my tears is savory
GaryFairy Apr 2016
i stay drunk all the time
on sweet berry wine
from the fruit of sublime
on the trees and the vine

i get high every day
by the way of the blaze
that's just my way
to break through the haze

i get by all the time
with these ways of mine
all I need is a dime
and sweet berry wine

i get high every day
by the way of the blaze
that's just my way
to break through the maze
GaryFairy Sep 2021
peep this...you can't see the forest or the trees because of material in the way, and when you hold up a mirror, you see perfection...i never liked mirrors, because i want to see something new...yes i was born and raised in ohio

up up in ohio
two brothers got together
to talk about some wings
to talk about the weather

thanks for the wind lord
we have to spread the word
eagles can't even speak
we need wings like a bird

on orville's death bed
his wishes were his plan
please use this bird for good
and let the pilot only be a man

moral of this story is that the female was trying to prove something and landed near cannibals, who only thought of living and not proving
the wright brothers doing for fellow man...women aren't evil, but will be used as a vessel until they accept their role...to be whole...i know it's offensive to women, but it's logical to religion and science alike. My favorite writer ever is Mary Shelley, and one of my favorite poets and singers is Chrissy Hinde. Women aren't less than men, so when they don't feel a need to prove it, things will change. Just trying to think of a whole, and what it takes, Because that will make me whole. Love.

look at their names
the wRIGHT brothers
amelia AIRheart

drones controlled by women refer to documentary "america's bird"

sinister

maybe someone else invented flight...maybe god maybe nasa
sorry about the title, but i figure if it offends people not to look, then it's just not for them to read
GaryFairy Nov 2013
Refuse to lose by the path you choose
take your cues from the brain you use
every bruise is just you paying dues
so make your news and light the fuse

laying low, time to let your flow go
you can show them all that you know
not for show, but just to grow
you're the pro, so lookout below

take a stand with your goal in hand
don't crash land on a certain brand
time to expand, open up and understand
take command by your own demand
GaryFairy Dec 2014
Take me down, to the water
to wash away all of my sins
for the son, and the father
this is where new life begins

pushing me down, to lift me up
laying me back into lies
submersion into ideal
has brought sight to my eyes

you're drowning me
you're drowning me
you're drowning me

take me down, to the water
drown me in the darkest depths
for the none, for the slaughter
this is where I find breadth
GaryFairy Nov 2021
I hope you get knocked on

yep

I hope you come back as a door

I hope you get beat on
get shoes left by you

I hope you never cross the threshold
unless you come off the hinges

swing *******, swing

they are coming to tap on you
to twist your ****
to hang you

leave you hanging

to open and then close you
shut you...
leave you open

slam you

I hope you get kicked in
I hope you get knocked down
GaryFairy Dec 2013
I have been meaning to meet
seeming to seek
a new way
i have been leaning to peek
meaning to greet
a new day

i have been wanting to see
dawning for me
a bright light
i have been taunting the free
daunting for me
a slight fight

i have been pulling the blind
fooling the time
a ****** fate
i have been looking to find
footing of mine
to stand straight
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