Real - Hello Poetry

Sep 2014

Connor C Blake

This conversation dances on our tongues
Like a fire flickering endlessly at the end of a candle
Until it leaps from our mouths into the center of the room
Revealing to us why we could never extinguish it while swaying slowly to a tune

We watch silently as our words move
Gracefully flowing in and out of time and space,
Crescendoing to towering heights then coming back down with the finesse of feather fluttering flawlessly to the song’s pace

And for a moment,
we lose ourselves to the rhythm
allowing each beat to wash over us in waves of
elegant abstracts flowered with beautifully acute details

Where, or even when, we started is lost to us now
Discarded in favor of the wonderful wander

Our words separate,
Then come back together
Like two star crossed lovers eternally entangled in a tango
Crossing old paths with new shoes
While wondering aloud how they ever came to forget the dance’s moves

It’s so natural that we forgot to worry
Blissfully ignorant to the fact our fate is fleeting
So that the only things to exist were you, I, and our verbal exchange
In a perfect marriage of consistency and change

Our words retreat back into our tongues just as the morning light hits,
Jolting us back awake for another routine day
We smile knowing the rest of them could never understand the fierceness of our wits
These words were only ever meant for us anyway

Listen to the spoken word performance I recorded for this poem:
https://soundcloud.com/connor-c-blake/a-dance-of-words-1

#love #words #regret #dance #escape #forget #song #bliss #conversation

Sep 2014

Riot

i'm the girl

i'm the girl who tares herself apart
because she tries to find something she's missing

i'm the girl who is scared of her own mind
because i don't know how to control it

i'm the girl who used to cry herself to sleep
because i didn't know how to be "good enough"

i'm the girl who has a secret that will change everything

i'm the girl who gets stronger every fall

i'm the girl who makes jokes about things i really don't think are funny

i'm the girl who doesn't know what love feels like
but can give it to whoever needs it

i'm the girl who's more than an age

i'm more then what you think of me

Sep 2014

Mrs Ashley Somebody

Call

How badly do you want Me?
Will you give Me your all?
If I asked you to serve Me,
Would you answer My call?

Lord, I do want to serve You,
I do hear Your call;
But I let the world pull me
In ways You don't want at all.

I wish you would listen
And give Me your time
Instead of wasting it daily,
Ignoring all My signs.

Lord...yes...I hear You...
I've opened up my eyes
I see where I'm going,
And now I realize

I'm nothing without You
Let Me be your all
I do want to serve You
Just answer My call.

#prayer #need #cry #help #mess #call #ineedyou

Sep 2014

Unwanted

Love

Can you fall in love with someone

by the words they speak

I might be crazy

but im in love with the thoughts you think

even though i have never seen your face

I already am in love

completely

Sep 2014

Ambivalence

"Mama, I Can't Sleep."

"Mama, I can't sleep. There are monsters," I would say.
Mother shook her head and chuckled.
"Don't worry. It's all in your head, sweetie."
She tucked me in, kissed my forehead and laid beside me until I fell asleep.
I was four.

"Mama, I can't sleep. There are monsters," I would say.
Mother shook her head and sighed.
"There aren't any monsters. It's all in your head."
She tucked me in, kissed my forehead then went to bed.
I was ten.

"I can't sleep. There are monsters," I would say.
Mother would leave the room without saying a word.
I never saw her much after that.
I was fourteen.

"I can't sleep. There are monsters," I would say.
No one would listen.
"It's your head," the doctors would say.
Nurses gave me pills to help me fall asleep.
I was seventeen.

"I can't slee-" They wouldn't let me finish my sentence.
Nurses rushed in to strap me into the bed.
They injected something into my arm to make me fall asleep.
I never made it to eighteen.

<a.t>

Sep 2014

Riot

newspaper

if you died
we would all remember you
but too many great people
don't make it on the newspaper
because kim kardashian decided to name her kid
north west

Sep 2014

Riot

you've killed an angel

she was a gift to the world
but words silenced her
the only escape she had
was a gun

to the person who made her feel that way
you've just killed an angel

he walked in confidence
he was on the right track
nothing could stop him
except the fact
that he was christian
and gay

do the church that made him bleed
to bleed out the different in him
you've just killed an angel

she had the voice of an angel
she didn't let anything hold her down
her spirit filled the room with happiness
but the only thing they cared about
was the size of her body
bringing down the size of her love
until she couldn't even love herself

to whoever told her she wasn't skinny enough
you pulled the trigger on an angel

she was only in 7th grade
when her life was taken away
but she tried to hold on longer
an angel
who did nothing but make a mistake
when she turned 15
she decided she couldn't hold on any longer

her name was Amanda
and she was only a girl
but her story lives on
because she's still in the world

suicide is still yet to be stopped
and though we cannot
turn back the clock
for Amanda
we can save those who live like her

and to the man who blackmailed her with her own picture
to the girls who beat her up over a guy
to the parents who didn't see
to all the different schools that didn't do anything
to the friends who freezed her out

**to the people who harassed her on Facebook after she tried to commit suicide the first time
to the people who commented on her story video telling her she
"deserved it"
to the ones who never cared enough to ask if she was ok

you tortured
beat
and slowly killed
an angel

Sep 2014

Epic Monkey

Drying Rivers

Nothing is more boring
than the sunset's beauty
abused in every painting
Nothing is more dying
than a river drying
under a sun of spring
Nothing is more deceiving
than a leap over the waterfall
if not on the water you fall
But land on your head instead
or on your *** on dessicated GRASS

Yet ...
You still swoon in the sunset
Float on drying rivers
Blindly trust a waterfall's onset
Addict yourself to HERBS

Then you see the sun at noon
Burning and colorless
Uglier than the moon
Blinding and emotionless
The river, straightforward
Promising and regretless
Washes your anxiety
until you swell with hypocrisy
and deceptive ambitions
You start craving to fly
You start aiming high
Surrender to sense-less decisions
Above bottomless cascades
Until you meet your doom
Far below in the shades
On grass that doesn't bloom

And so you swoon again in the sunset
Re-float on drying rivers
Blindly trust another waterfall's onset
Re-write your fate on dying herbs

You forgot to find bliss!
in warm days and cool waters
in waterfalls' grace and the flowers'
You only aim for more than this
To lift yourself from the abyss
That keeps digging deeper
with every drying river
and herbs that you will again miss

Until your wings can't fly enough
or someone embraces you with love

For every addict out there

#addiction #need #happiness #rivers #deception #substance

Sep 2014

Riot

pieces (2)

my eyes are not windows
they’re warning signs
you don’t see how everyday i hide
but i choose to
tell you
to watch out

I've been beat down
torn up
broken
I've had enough
don't worry
i'm still putting myself together
i won't stop till i have
all the pieces

Sep 2014

Riot

speechless

grace?
but a memory on the shadow of my face.
hate?
but an action that i would love to chase, but it’s impossible
now i have to lie at the cost of my sanity
i thought you were there for me

speechless
what do you want me to say next
i hear it
but no one seems to hear it but me
my heart is open but you don’t seem to see it beat?
is it too late to go back and change what i did
*so you can believe the words i speak?

Sep 2014

Jack

Dawn Dreaming (10W)

-

I close my eyes
and
see you in the sunrise