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 Oct 2014 jessiah
wordvango
I paradox questions, ask
me, to what I wish for
what i want, Or, is the word I search for,
desire?
  whim is soft, whispery
would never fit, poetically,
my emphasis I seek.
I require a design of permanence,
Or do I?
Need requires, want desires,
whim is sudden
specific to now,
nit pick,
I do
what I meant.
 Oct 2014 jessiah
ryn
Stars
 Oct 2014 jessiah
ryn
There was a time I saw...
The beckoning stars,
in your eyes, juvenescent.
Like beacons from afar.

There was a time I felt...
The burn of your lips.
The rush of crazed blood
that held in tight grips.

There was a time I inhaled...
your intoxicating scent.
Inciting cardiac somersaults
in a time long spent.

There was a time I thought...
We would last forever
through the last of grains.
Hourglass doomed to shatter.

There was a time I knew...
That nothing could ever alter,
same tune we have hummed,
words we've carved in each other.

There was a time I dreamt...
Of floating in your seas.
Your vast body enveloping,
drowning out my insecurities.

There was a time I worried...
for your dreams of grandeur.
When you spoke of seeking,
the dream of life much better.

There was a time I died...
When you had packed and gone.
Leaving only the broken
promises and empty dawns.

There was a time I hoped...
That sooner you'd be back.
Standing at my door,
beside you, your travel laden sack.

But now you're back...
The pain gnaws in greater bites.
The stars, they twinkle no longer
they were killed by the city lights.
Inspired by a story told by a friend.
 Oct 2014 jessiah
ryn
Carousel
 Oct 2014 jessiah
ryn
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.
 Oct 2014 jessiah
wordvango
Can be sat upon a pedestal
make him a marble
date his birth
marriage, if so,
children sired, mom and dads,
slab of marble, it takes
a chisel, a backhoe, however
many mourners, a white or black  hearse
a viewing. Manyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, dollars,
untallied flowers, all so gayyyyyyyyy.
I want to have mine todayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
Then die,
20 years nigh,
and
become anonymous.
 Oct 2014 jessiah
SG Holter
When will the stars of our
Love go out?
Both of us numb to the
Touch of the other?
See worry or pain, and
No longer bother? Not
Really care if we're with or
Without.
When will the stars of our
Love go out?

The thought is as distant to me
As the sun.
I know for a fact it will
Rise in the morning.
I'm too busy loving to look
For a warning.
Perhaps time will tell me that
You're not the one.
The thought is as distant to me
As the sun.
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