um....only freekin' awesome!

Oct 2014

Tammy Cusick

Contempress,
Red mouthed darkness,
You weave your webs and spit out death,
Serum of poison lies in between your chest,
I cannot reach in for that coffin lies my rest.
I spread your ashes across my skin,
Black out my eyes and begin to fall,
Across my eyelids I feel you crawl,
In my head,
Inside my brain,
The serum of you,
A sweet taste of pain.
A widow of you,
The shadows across the weave,
Pull out your infecting vangs,
Leave all to grieve.
A widow of you beautiful and divine.
You, yourself, are on an hour glass of time.
Oh crimson red!
Her hourglass of dread!
You cannot pray upon the living dead,
The soulless walkers in which you crawl right inside.
With you red widow,
You divide,
Heaven or Hell where will you reside?
Vain in you I abide!
When will this web go?
Time is the enemy,
Young or Old,
Beauty is forever,
Externally resting in our soul.

#death #black #poison #soul #red #rest #widow #eternally

Oct 2014

brxken

Platonic Love

I want to love you
Until it breaks me
And until it hurts me.

I want to love you
And I don't mind
As long as it is you.

I want to love you
Forever, darling.

n.e

But I can't.

Oct 2014

Ocean Blue

A guess

I can read in your eyes,
What your words would not say.
What I've seen brings me to heights,
My heart and soul so far away.
Needless to blink,
It is too late, I have guessed
Give up your paper, feathers
And ink
I know that, by the angels
You are blessed.

Oct 2014

Jack

If you go out in the woods today... a collaboration with Ana Sophia

~~~

This path I wander, aimlessly
through evergreen and stone
As sunlight fades the calling mist,
I’m lost and all alone

With broken branch and tilted leaf
as footsteps fall from view
These endless thoughts a’ swirl my mind
in hopes of finding you
~~~
I dance with fairy creatures
that live among these trees
Enchanting stones and casting spells
that will lead your path to me

Your heart is the one I've chosen
but I'll cast no spells to bind
Your love, to me, for eternity
you must choose of your own free mind
~~~
Walking long of moss dream windings
Brittle earth my feet they fall
Weary as these eyes perceiving
Echoes on the silence call

Following my heart’s direction
Shimmering a light does bend
There beyond the fern leaf visions
Dare I pray it not pretend
~~~
A dash here and a sprinkle there
of pixie dust on my toes
I'll take those last few steps to him
except... I got some up my nose

Ahhhh-Choooo!! I sneeze and lose my footing,
falling swiftly on my ***
I see a face peeking through the trees,
now I feel just a little bit dumb
~~~
What was that, ahead, the clearing
a giggling I can’t resist
Parting quick this brush divider,
squinting, I peer through the mist

At this sight my feelings ponder,
beauty fore my questioned brow
A fairy, whom I feel connected
on the ground, she smiles now
~~~
"Well don't just stand there looking silly,
come over and take my hand"
I smiled and waited, beaming,
it was all going just as I planned

Now that he's close, I pounce on his heart
knocking him onto his back
"Gotcha!!" I squeal, delighted with my prize
"I'm so happy you made it, at last!"
~~~
I took her hand and fell in love,
such happiness her smile it brings
My shoulders twitched, as I looked back,
I saw that I had sprouted wings

She kissed me and my world did bloom
in joyful song and endless laughter
I knew right then we’d spend our days
living happily ever after

A collaboration with my talented friend Ana Sophia.

Oct 2014

Musfiq us shaleheen

The divine strings

///

Everything is separated from each other
But when you see silently
It seems all together
The day sleeps in the night as I exist in you

The born,
The death all for thee
Black or white
True or false all for thee

The continents are separated, isolated
As we are alienated from each other
But on the other hand we are all together
Apparently we are moving toward the different direction

The dark,
The light all for thee
Silence or thunder
Melody or chaos all for thee

Either it’s a stone or an emotion
Even either love or hate,
Neither war nor peace
Neither dialectics nor mystic
All have bent you and me

There are too many invisible divine strings
On every matter or even every non matter
yet bonded with the heaven and the hell
So, all we move toward the same destination

///
@ Musfiq us shaleheen

All we are moving toward the same destination...........

#love #hell #life #hope #heaven #spiritual #bent #bond #divine #string

Oct 2014

ryn

tomorrow

tell me...

will tomorrow bring,
     all the things
i'm longing...
    stowed upon its elusive wings,
tirelessly beating
    and fighting
to show what's dangling
and hanging...
          ready for the picking...

                          awaiting...
such time so it could begin its need for unloading,
                   delivering
                                      and dropping,
its gleaming
                      treasures
on those who are deserving,
        in no way lacking
so they could be at the receiving
end of this pressurising,
           inking
                      of dwindling
                                        words...

careless thoughts conceived only to
              fuel
           my deranged ramblings...
incessant mutterings of a shattering
                         mind...

           bending backwards, almost breaking,
         risking...
the chance of ever fully
                                          mending...

hoping and praying
   for a sentence that's pending
dawn's approval...

allowing
   the rising
of the sun...
                  paving
            ways for thriving
                                          wishes,
unbarring
                  gates for soaring
                                                dreams, unlocking
                   latches,

relieving...
the heightening
                     anxieties of grieving
                                                         hearts.

constantly whispering
                               utterances, promising
good will, happiness
                              and titillating
                                                      sanity.

we're thinking...
     the earth is spinning,
         the moon is setting,
     so the sun must be rising
                         but...

             tell me,
                           tomorrow...

                                *is it coming?

#future #unknown #tomorrow #today #yesterday #peaceofmind

Oct 2014

SøułSurvivør

endless highway . with thomas a robinson

~~~

t . a . r
i'm like pancho right now . my mind
is like a breath of kerosene . now i'm
growing old . i'm  living  on a  rope it
seems . but that's the way of dreams .
all  the purveyors  say  you can  only
go so far before they lay you low . so
the story  goes  on  about  how  i  fell .
but  it's  not  true . so  the story  ends
before it's told . they could have had
me any day . but they  let  go  of  me out of kindness i suppose . living on
the road without end . i began to cry
and sank into my dreams . but that's
the way it goes .

c . e . j
life is a tightrope walk they say . but
they say a lot of things . don quixote
had  his windmills . i have  my  way out . my wings . i travel  throughout
their  towns  and cities . their  blood
and mud  clings  to me in layers that
dry to become  dust . none  of that is
Important  on  the  endless  highway
i  drank  myself  lucid  dreaming   of how  your  face  looked  in the moon
tears  are  collecting  in my  bottle so
it won't  run dry too soon . but that's
the way it goes .

thomas a robinson
catherine e jarvis
(c) october 12, 2014

I have a great respect for
Thomas Robinson. We were
On another site together.
He is an excellent poet as well
As a great friend.
It was a pleasure to work
With him for the first time.

I hope that this format
Is easy to read. I had
To really work to get it
Justified on both
Left and right.

Waaaah!!! It didn't work!
Interesting that the word
Out is OUT. I'm leaving it.

Oct 2014

Frederikke Hyldgaard

Lucky strike

I watch him smoke the cigaret
And I hand him another one
Because I want to defect his lunges
The way he neglected my heart

#smoke

Oct 2014

Tina Marie

I Rise

I am
Long hair and swinging hips
With natural pouty lips
A smile that hides my intellect
A piercing gaze you can't forget

I am
Long legs with large soft thighs
With yellow flecked eyes
The sweetest of your dreams
The nightmares that evoke screams

I am
The girl with the skull tattoo
Who wants more too
The bringer of your pain
Who only wants the same.

I am
She who died inside
Until you made me rise

Loosely inspired by Maya Angelou's "I Rise"

#love #desire #beauty #movingon #darkromance #kissymarie