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May 2015 Aiséirí Bramble

William Butler Yeats

THROUGH intricate motions ran
Stream and gliding sun
And all my heart seemed gay:
Some stupid thing that I had done
Made my attention stray.
Repentance keeps my heart impure;
But what am I that dare
Fancy that I can
Better conduct myself or have more
Sense than a common man?
What motion of the sun or stream
Or eyelid shot the gleam
That pierced my body through?
What made me live like these that seem
Self-born, born anew?

May 2015 Aiséirí Bramble

Embodiment Of Music

May 2015 Aiséirí Bramble

Callum Hutchings

Embodiment Of Music

Her beauty was natural with the volume turned up
She was music only I could hear
My headphones for lonely nights
A bass line that echoes my heart

Her only genre was making me smile
A one person concert every time we spoke
She needs no instruments just her lips
The only amp she needs is her soul

Cover art was the pretty dresses
Song names days we spent
The duration of an album was each season
And I wanted the summer single to never end.

#love #sad #depression #life #heart #hate #pain #death #thoughts #you

Aug 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Please don't

Aug 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Autumn Shayse

Please don't

Please don't tell me
that you've always been in love
with me and that you will always
have these feelings for me
I don't buy that
Please don't call me
at 4am with heart
felt messages in a
drunken state
I won't buy that

Please don't chase me
when I run away from
you, when I desert you
halfway through dinner and
scream hellbent 'I love
you's' at me across the street
I shan't buy that

Please do
understand,
that I am faithful to
no-one, that I
am capable of
nothing, save destruction
and that I do not buy
into the ideals of love,
into anything more than
***** fuelled hook-ups
and faible, fiery passion.

I want to be able to write properly again so so so badly
I feel as though if I persevere with this **** then one day I might just get it back

#love #passion #cynicism #idyllic

Aug 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

The school that killed poetry

Aug 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Meggghanq1

The school that killed poetry

So many misinterpreted metaphors
make me cringe
''are you trying to ruin poetry for everyone''
but I hide my damp eyes behind my fringe
because I mustn't argue and my teachers are never wrong
They sing without a meaning or lyric in their song
we are taught to write what they want to hear
not the truth we feel inside our hopes and fears

But i must turn the other cheek
to get my degree I need..when home I ponder, I weep
because it was the school that killed poetry
for many of my peers..
But all is not lost..wipe away those tears
Grab the pen that feels ethical
the paper that doesn't deceive, doesn't lie
and write a poem that you can feel
you'll get out of school alive

(You know who you are who started this haha!)..Don't get me wrong I love teachers in general..I plan on becoming an awesome one someday too :)

Aug 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Talent

Aug 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Craig Harrison

Talent

In the hands of someone talented
The strings of a violin
winds of a flute
keys of a piano
can move you to tears

Just closing your eyes and letting the music flow
you can hear them all
Cello
Viola
Violin
Flute
Clarinet
Saxophone
Trumpet
Harp
Piano
In the hands of talent
you can be moved to tears

Aug 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Love Sonnet XI

Aug 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Pablo Neruda

Love Sonnet XI

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

Jul 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

On the forest floor

Jul 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Ironatmosphere

On the forest floor

I let the sun and the moon rebirth me
And woke up in a forest
Naked and alone
Walking,
through the pillars of trees holding up the star speckled ceiling,
I knew
It was gone
It was all gone
The world that once inhabited this planet had vanished and disappeared

#gone #rebirth #forest #idontknow

Jul 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Untitled

Jul 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Annabel Lee

Untitled

long thin nails breaking free from shape at every scab brains arrange

your lips are crooked in a mouth full of lies
you are trying to get out of something that just can't you deny.

liquify throats and swallow them into you,
it still won't stop the scream
for the truth of what you do.

trees cut down taking away all but stump,
paved roads covering nothing less than lungs.

drain down the water from every
kitchen sink,
still never will you submerge every word that ever reached.

narrowing through veins leaving oxygen levels plummeting.

moon's story of the light from the sun,
dimming before any eyes can adjust.

marrow spread within clinging to the undesirable,
keeping bones apart.

joints independent
with commands let by without an answer
leaving me with motionless moves.

Jul 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Are we ever happy with Mother Nature.

Jul 2014 Aiséirí Bramble

Judypatooote

Are we ever happy with Mother Nature.

Are we ever happy with
Mother Nature?

The Autumn leaves
So many
just fell off the tree,
With No color...
Color is what Autumn is all about
Mother Nature...
OR
What! It's 90 degrees out, this is fall,
When the weather should start to turn cold.
And you start a fire in the fire pit
Smell the Autumn leaves burning?
But no we are sitting here in shorts
Mother Nature...

Are we ever Happy with
Mother Nature?

Winter, oh my what a winter.
Beautiful Crystals of sparkly snow..
Lots of sparkly snow..
Schools closed..
Level three...
So cold...
Snow so deep...
OR
What a warm winter,
Please Mother Nature,
Send us some snow...
This is winter Mother Nature,
I want to make
Snow angels...

Are we ever happy with
Mother Nature?

Sunshine, thanks Mother Nature.
The buds on the trees
Are starting to pop.
The smell of the lilacs
Drifting through the air.
Spring has sprung...
OR
It was a bad winter,
Lost my rose bush.
The trees are late to bloom...
Spring, Mother Nature
Where is spring...

Are we ever happy with
Mother Nature ?

It's Summer time,
When the living is easy.
So Hot....
So much rain...
Scorched flowers
To Hot...

OR

It's The
Lazy, Hazy, crazy
Days of summer.
But it been so cold,
No rain,
Dried up brown grass.
Water bill goes up.

Are we ever happy with
Mother Nature?
To hot, to cold...
But that's Nature
I'm told...
And
Mother has nothing to do with it.

For years we complain about the weather. But the storms that have been going around the World, make me grateful for what I get...to hot, to cold...so what.