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 Dec 2014
Phoenix Rising
The sun was weighing down past the horizon and there stood an old brick home.  The house was no more than two-stories high and possibly had a basement.  Chlorophyll veined vines crept and crawled up the stained, battered sides.  This home had a story, memories remain stored inside the ambiance.  The wind whispered and hissed at me, pushing my body away.  It was a little unsettling so I went back through the ancient styled path I found.  The next day, when the sun was at it's prime, I looked around for the mysterious path and it ceased to exist.
 Dec 2014
rook
umber spilled from his lips
and shattered light from his fingertips
when the helium of blue giants has all gone, his solar system
crumbles with it
and he grows
he grows as much as he can, holds on as long as he can, but
everything falls apart.
you can see the remnant of his supernova in his face, in his hands, in his shaky breath and tremulous words
in the heart, still glowing brighter and hotter than any Ia star,
but that pulsar, his mind, keeps spinning and spinning
long after he's nothing but
dust.
n.h. /
 Dec 2014
Onoma
Subtlety employs all works in
progress...as silence resounds
angels in snowy landings.
How close can reality get before
it begins to reside within that which
it stands before?
What to do with all these impositions
that make or break the walkable line?
Perhaps...allow the spilling of the proverbial
cup, that it may overflow...engender the already
engendered Chaos...(your Face was already wet
before you remembered to face the Shower Head)...
cheers to Harmony!
There's this deep impulse to walk until collapse...
akin to a wild horse running to death...motion seems
a necessary evil.
Call it excess energy...superfluous stone to sculptor's
block...a burning candle keeping pace with the prayed for.
Enter death's repose...motioning motionlessness...
for the first and last time...All Subtlety becomes overt.
 Dec 2014
Onoma
There's always an innate motion
to imagination...whose imagination
of itself remains motionless.
As the mind goes blank with
imagining itself...God comes
in as consciousness--ever motionless.
The Only made real...fully, and
All at Once.
A sigh just came through me...and
somehow I know why.
 Dec 2014
SG Holter
Bandaged hearts heal.
tomorrow holds heavenfuls
of clean, fresh air.

open yourself and breathe.
flex that muscle in your chest;
uncage it from within iron

ribs and stretch it.
soreness fades.
bandaged hearts heal.

stand up.
put down your crutches, and
love.
 Dec 2014
Phoenix Rising
The moment you took your last breath,
and I heard the croak dissipate into the corner of the room
Your body took form of a silhouette
and now you're nameless

You are more than who you were when you had a name
Yet everyone treats your death with shame
my depiction on after life
 Dec 2014
Phoenix Rising
Fear is a man-made obstacle course
That you push yourself to relive before trying out

Fear is becoming unnatural
Because it's no longer about surviving violence

Fear is all in your head
All you have to do is not fear
The key is in your hand, why don't you unlock the door? Theres never a good enough reason to be afraid to try something that may result in pure happiness. Never let anyone take that from you, do what you love and yearn to do.
 Dec 2014
Phoenix Rising
I need to get up, I need to get up!
Go upstairs and grab a cup.
Pour myself some coffee,
and listen to mom get bossy.
I will, I will!
Let me just take my pill.
Grab the adderall,
now I can do it all!
Eventually, Eventually!
I should probably mention something about me.
Sleep is my favorite thing to be,
but these drugs sure do get me glee.
I'm up, I'm up!*
I'm washing the tub.
I'm getting the dirt out of every corner of my room,
and I have so much energy I could rush a flower to bloom.
i wish i had the energy like this poem
 Dec 2014
Homunculus
Have you ever...

Heard a color? Seen a sound?
Smelled a thought, or all around,
Traversed an inward universe,
Where waves of mind abound?

Have you ever...

Climbed upon a ray of light,
Ascending towards the peak, and
Visited a place, of which
Mere words could never speak?

Have you ever,

Felt yourself expanding,
Out into the atmosphere, and
Glimpsed your tiny world below,
While laughing at your fear?

Have you ever...

Stepped outside that little box,
The one that some call "you?" and
Probed the depths, to question
Why you do the things you do?

Well,

...have you?
 Dec 2014
Phoenix Rising
i love my little, simple life
i feel nothing but gratitude
i love the conversations i experience
i love being aware of touch, smell and taste
i love hearing a new favorite song
i love the animals i encounter
i love connecting with hearts
i love a good cry
i love that we die
i love that we speak languages
i love that we are a beautiful mess
i love that i am a soul
i love that i have a body
i love that art exists
i love that everything feels dreamy
i love that i can love
i love my little, simple life*
i feel nothing but gratitude
 Dec 2014
Paige
Funny that a quote that
describes us perfectly
was written on his status.
The only breaking up
we do is.
is when we're breaking up
*the ****.
"I'd rather take the chance to embrace the Obstacle
than revel in the ignorant convenience of it's absence
for the petty sake of mere fleeting Comfort."
 Dec 2014
Phoenix Rising
kaleidoscopic geometry
                                   and shapes made from sound
human reality
             is an experiment
say hello to the machine elves
                                who reside inside mandalas
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