Kalligraphía - Hello Poetry

Oct 2014

ryn

Carousel

On this carousel
You and I
Ringing bells
Time passes by

Scorching bulbs
Ornate bobbing horsies
Enchanting music
Tell of magical stories

I am here
On this side
You are there
Same ****** ride

Opposite ends
Placed we two
We can't see
But each other we knew

Friendly peeks
Directed to you
All I could afford
Keep you in view

Still rotating
Ride goes on
Chasing each other
No closer we've drawn

Enjoy the ride
Soak in the sights
Hold at bay
Reality that bites

Thought about
Getting off
Don't know how to
Come to a solve

Can't hold still
It's eating me alive
Can't just stay
Have to strive

Hand still holding on
One foot dangling
Second thoughts play
But bent on releasing

Take the first step
Don't overthink
Take the leap
Step off the brink

Close my eyes
Time is now
Just let go
Fate I must allow

Ready now
Time came to a freeze
one...two...
three...release

Now off the carousel
Cloying uncertainty
Never been here
Unknown territory

In the music
Found familiarity
Unsure if here
Is where I want to be

What do I do?
Wait a little more?
Hop back on?
Or await what's in store?

Glad I waited
Glad patience I found
There you are...
Coming back round

Madness plays in loops...
A sick little spin on the carousel.

#madness #apart #clarity #fair #carousel #leapoffaith

Oct 2014

SG Holter

The Black Diamonds of your Pupils

I'll pick seashells for a century.
Build you a castle.
I'll pave each floor with
Individual grains of sand.

One for each breath I took
That carried whispers of my
Wanting you.
I'll carve pictures into the

Walls with my fingertips.
Spending years on each detailed
Feature of your smile.
Diving the depths of every ocean

For pearls to render it just right.
I'll mine with my bare hands
Through mountains' hearts for
The black diamonds of your pupils.

Foundations built with my bones.
My blood a crimson fountain in the
Centre of its innermost room.
I'll shape a throne from the ashes

Of your every threat. Facing a fireplace
Spaceous enough to hold suns.
Here, rest your feet on a stool of
Your worries. Behind a door so heavy

Only loved ones can open it.
No ill intentions may cross this moat.
Sleep in a starlit tower room,
On a bed of clean contentment.

Stronghold of pure, divine beauty.
As you are to me. I'd create it for you,
With nothing but myself. Just because
You'd never, ever ask me to.

Oct 2014

prompty

To You

«Your life was offered to you;
There is no greater gift.

Forget the gold, forget the time,
from life such things are born.

But,
if your eyes were meant to change the world,
know this:

The moment is now.»

#gold #life #world #time #change #gift

Oct 2014

lX0st

Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep

To hope is to wish
And I won't put your name in a bottle
But I'd beg a god that doesn't exist
Just to wake to your smile.

This sounds so cheesy.

#love #short #god #hope #smile #wish #pray #beg

Oct 2014

bones

For The Record

When my years are
stretched thin like elastic

that is at breaking point
or just past it

I'll be glad that I keep
my best memories deep

in the grooves
of a black slab of plastic.

Good memories are made of vinyl. :0)

Oct 2014

Zechary DeWolf

10 Words (2)

every day should be
a waterfall
full, wild, and free

#10words

Oct 2014

Zechary DeWolf

Linger

Sleep drifts heavy,
a fog, a mist, a shroud,
yet You cling to my mind

Like the last breathe of a cigarette,
or the sweet taste of chocolate,
you linger,
a welcome reminder
of the sweetness that graces my mouth

You're there on my lips,
and you linger,
like the hot burn of cinnamon candy,
or the cold bite of Winter's kiss.

In every sweet taste,
or sharp bite,
you linger

#love #dream #kiss #linger

Oct 2014

SG Holter

Fighting

I dreamed I fought Buddah
Again. The fat ******* was a
Slippery one, but not as
Heavy as you'd think.

He laughed with every punch
I landed. So disarming, it
Bordered on cheating.
When he finally tapped out,

I lost. I crossed swords with
Christ some nights ago.
A testament to surrender.
Flat slaps against a thousand

Cheeks, I guess crosses and books
Of poetry -alike- are made from
Wood. I'm the son of a carpenter
Too, I yelled. But it was Mary who

Had a little lamb. I formed a spear
With my hand and drank the
Water it revealed; thirsty as sand.
Like fighting a holy ghost. Air.

I punched at unbreakable mirrors.
I gave up faiths I never had.
Then Odin came up from behind.
Took out my left eye and prepared

To render Blood Eagle, dagger in
Hand, coil of Man; as mortal as any.
We whispered in unison: Finally
A fight worth ending.

Nothing is
Holier
Than
Flesh.

Oct 2014

ryn

Today (10w)

Today came without it's promise

Left me teetering this precipice.

#broken #depressed #10w #whole #promise

Oct 2014

SG Holter

Mean it

You smile at me
Tired eyes that
May not really
Mean it

I'm a very little
Boy
You could slap me
To death

And
Not
Really mean
It

Oct 2014

Sonja Benskin Mesher

. same faces .

having looked ,

realise they are just for me.

no submission nor application,

a wise, a brave decision. i have

dreamed of japan, some places

are just too far

for me.

looking back i see

the island changed.

perhaps i like familiarity.

the same faces.

sbm.

Oct 2014

SøułSurvivør

full moon sets

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a limpid pool stirs
blinking
luminous waves
as you
dip
your
toe
in
the
:
water*

soulsurvivor
catherine jarvis
(c) october 11, 2014

I have this picture
In my mind
of a fairie
Sitting in the
Crescent moon
With her toe in a pond

STILL CAN'T SLEEP