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May 2016 · 337
So we part
john p green May 2016
I opened the mirror, we knew of the chance.
You faded before me, would be our last dance.
May 2016 · 434
Dark coffer
john p green May 2016
Let me just quaff down coffee
Peel off last night's lethargy

Melt away in the ladder-back
All but a blur like a cataract

Please simply open a crevice
Help me feel release precious

Well then bottle do your part
Can't shy away once you start

Time again for arachnid alarm
They crawl invisible up my arm

Run along now lock yourself out
A beast behind me wants to breakout
May 2016 · 547
That scent divine
john p green May 2016
Walking in tranquil meadows an exotic aroma awakens my soul.

And from where could this intoxicating scent evolve?

It's then I see climbing a massive sycamore tree.

A vine sprouting Jasmine inviting Heaven's reach.

Gazing in awe life's now possible to resolve.
May 2016 · 318
Heartache
john p green May 2016
Like watching a windchime's motions.
While your emotionless breath
blows upon it.
Apr 2016 · 319
After You
john p green Apr 2016
Vain attempts
Allow hiccups
Memory fancies
Apr 2016 · 282
Imprint
john p green Apr 2016
Good writes
Neither wrong nor right
Seep to seize reaction
Apr 2016 · 434
Untitled
john p green Apr 2016
Don't wanna go to sleep.
That would mean waking up.
Apr 2016 · 512
Hold Tight
john p green Apr 2016
You knew all of me during those rooftop getaways
Grasping hands we'd make haste for our Twilight Escape
Speckled leaves brushed our feet ascending luminescent latice
Night's warm caress nestled us near the edge of release
Nothing could heed our desire for the freedom that were we
Transported over quagmires where our souls could finally see
Apr 2016 · 515
Retract
john p green Apr 2016
Hope  "Cat Scratch Sally" ain't waitin by the shack.

Bought a fever yesterday that I can't take back.
Apr 2016 · 359
Untitled
john p green Apr 2016
Old wood garage where I'd fetch Dad's tools just so I could sit and watch...

Now just a heap all dusty and dark harboring Shadows that thirst and reach.

Slow gliding cars leave our dead end behind with hand waves and big smiling faces...

Street lights pop on now there's Sinister Sedan windows crack as it hungrily searches.

Looking down the ravine with the creek and it's coal,  picking pockets full of blackberries...

Just heed when you dream they'll be chasing your soul, wish for a Hobo's hole with disguises.
My childhood yard would transform for me in horrible delight each and every night.
Apr 2016 · 371
Underground Skip
john p green Apr 2016
Wind raised eyebrows stop the tick-tock.
Countless creases will mock all talk.
Shoes to dry by spit-run aspersion.
Walking rainbows forget now to rise.
Chancing pavement before it dries.
Old closed sign comforts finish line.
A taste of dull scissors dipped in brine.
Apr 2016 · 338
Blindsided
john p green Apr 2016
Never...
Knew your surprise
For me.

Never...
Thought it would be
All that.

Never...
Even realized
You see.

Never...
Saw your need
To escape.

Never...
A desire to run
From me.

Never...
Till you decided
To liberate.
*a little revision*
Apr 2016 · 766
Concussion
john p green Apr 2016
Didn't sleep again and I'm not referring to the meandering standings between One and the Nothing.

Can't feel that pain anymore since my head decided to bash into a wall making a numbsickle out of my frontal corridor.

Reality decided to sneak a peek using one handed greased quick release dropping shock haunting timepieces at my door.

Now down for the wide surge forging realization through pores reinvented from ancestral necessity making us One all encompassing.
Apr 2016 · 471
tut tut
john p green Apr 2016
Tis funny...
Huh! Life deludes us all
At times...
A grand scheme?
Or merely the workings of master pranksters.
Fiddling their thumbs in pure excitement.
As the befuddled gaze.
Knowing not the illusion.
Of what we simply call...
Change.
Apr 2016 · 353
again laughing aloud
john p green Apr 2016
Aloud I praise that moment when we shout Out!
Hey I know you and you know why!
Let's fancy a stroll or simply be simple.
Hugs are amazing just like love making.
Ill manners and farting not so well.
And if you decipher them my love goes to you.
Apr 2016 · 413
When Nature Calls
john p green Apr 2016
Dancing blindly tiptoeing through the luminescent moonlight
With Starcatchers eyes your bewilderment ensues
Flutters and skakes awaken your senses
Smells of florals and pine tickle your nose
Your feet crunch upon deadening leaves
And suddenly you feel that sweet calming whisper
Nature beacons you back into that tiny stream
As your toes bask in true purity
It's only you and your sublime happiness
What else do you need
Collaboration with my dear friend Syreeta.
Apr 2016 · 226
Untitled
john p green Apr 2016
When do I decide not to?
Is it my choice or merely a ride?
Thou shalt grant thy wishes.
Or merely reside within.
Sometimes too many questions.
Haunting you till the end.
Because just for that reason.
That reason simply put.
Let bygones be bygones.
Or another drag from cigarette.
At this point not quite sure.
Could be nonsense or...
Or... possibly the closure.
Let's not fantasize.
Or even be false in nature.
Simply let yourself realize.
You are you and you and...
Apr 2016 · 231
Untitled
john p green Apr 2016
Can you cradle something so deep that you desire for more?
Ever been there and done that?
Leaves you asking does it?
When, oh when shall it arise?
Only you know when, and you know.
Could be in that passing stranger.
Or simply that kind gesture.
For no one really, really knows.
If you know please share.
Not just to me but the world
Many eyes need opening
Many souls come alight
That's all goodnight!
Apr 2016 · 184
Untitled
john p green Apr 2016
Can dignity befriend me as I gasp?
Will you forgive knowing my past?
Fearing this gasp will be the last.
Will forever always haunt me?
Or simply grant me trespass.
Apr 2016 · 232
Quick turn
john p green Apr 2016
Readjustment means just that
Visualize then calibrate or cool compromise
Do forgive if I'm incorrect
For I tend to go astray
Aren't we all placed here to play?
Just once release that loose spirit inside
Let it lay no longer with lost things you hide
Mar 2016 · 304
Untitled
john p green Mar 2016
Can you tell me your secret?  When can I tell you mine? Who decides?  Which daemon resides when you are that chosen vessel and can not speak.  While it watches you and attempts to play.  Was I there for you or simply that pawn to ******.  Do it and I dare not taunt.
Mar 2016 · 347
Alone
john p green Mar 2016
(A chipping occurs, particles fall forward.  Trapped on the Isle where thoughts cannot bounce.)

...Seeing a change, I wake from the protectional glow.
A light not unlike the warmth of mothers caress.
Only to find that my world is lost to me...

...Surprise, fear, many others crowd about my vulnerable form.
Living the uniform life to the best of knowledge.
Aware of the fall always preying in the shadows...

...Attempts prove futile, while depression blankets my cold,
dying glow...
Mar 2016 · 324
unfinished noise
john p green Mar 2016
Waking.  Encompassed by sounds far beyond the stretched boundaries of human conception.  Attempted by animals of raw thought to understand.  Though defining the obvious only spawns extreme difficulty for them.  One slightly detached from the rest listens  for volume as well as sound and differences within difference.  As concentration is further revealed by an onlook upon still reflection.  A reflection of Pure sound.  To connect Pure with Natural, two believed one.  Yet each equally substantial and distinctly ground.
Mar 2016 · 460
Haste
john p green Mar 2016
Infesting the pockets,
miscarried by the milady of emotional sacrifice
Stubborn animalistic hand, reaching before to sever yesterday's secret diary
Only one, but evil carries formless strands varied to eyes
Those eyes, which shall see through cloaks relinquishing substance
Crushed beneath Pearl Heavens, lacking all breathable fabric to survive
Mar 2016 · 227
sure
john p green Mar 2016
Sense is senseless
For those who know
Nonsense
Mar 2016 · 459
the red-eye
john p green Mar 2016
Getting off the plane my bags nearly dragging the ground just like my shoulders.  I'm not looking for it.  Cuz "it" was left behind with the one I thought loved me.  Now my only welcome home comes from the pelting rain hitting my face as terminal doors swing open to my reality.  Don't care that I'm soaked to the bone, taxis laugh me by and screaming siren slows its tone with the dying rhythm of precious cargoes heartbeat not unlike my own.
Mar 2016 · 290
You Count
john p green Mar 2016
Empty box
Raised right hand
Lopped
Mar 2016 · 300
funnels
john p green Mar 2016
Reaching into outer spaces
Twisted forms of time laid out
Do we fall in unreal places?
Identity twists the answering spout
Locked up, left out our minds ever racing
Chasing the Ones chewing the few
No breach in sight a new knots beginning
As with our hope, a simple adieu
Mar 2016 · 558
In Deep
john p green Mar 2016
Trodding in a sweat soaked fashion along limestone calles.
Sandals gradually changing from worn to white as we faction the way.
Our Maya entourage in tow toward their Sacred Cenote.
So here we are now what a strange ****** array.
Did that turn down second guessing pass us by? No se.
Will we awaken destructive ripples in His waters we play?
Enough offering hands of cervezas, pan dulces?
To quench hungry prowling here in Death's domain
Feb 2016 · 332
Untitled
john p green Feb 2016
Good writes
Neither wrong nor right
Seep to seize reaction
Feb 2016 · 380
Puzzle Solved
john p green Feb 2016
I was torn asunder
Till you pieced together
My Soul.
Feb 2016 · 386
disarm
john p green Feb 2016
Do let the world unfurl
Lifes unkempt
Forgotten
Secrets
Feb 2016 · 257
Okay..
john p green Feb 2016
but he can't I will show now and all this discombobulated mess that we call horizons we have no clue as to what really happens if we don't understand in water we freak out if I need money I'm hiding out what we can do in hell and over some What Where Are We R Who We R in when we go and how was I to go from now on until the very depths of despair
Feb 2016 · 291
Flip Side
john p green Feb 2016
The polarity between the joyous nature that I've fervently longed to touch and the crushing anguish that blocks all bliss is much too great and hollow as such.

The task of vanguishing the monster ***** is ultimately not a haughty switch but rather a soul *******, yet worthy gap to take with this harsh adversary.

Due to the observations that matters are never easy or subtle affairs Ah! But the **** and sweet benefits of this needed liberation thats hit.

Because, while the feeling, much further can't be pinpointed on scales of emotions it most definitely leans in favor of refreshing happiness which functions.

Very few of life's joys and treats that  money, health, renown can top the relief of shimmering hope- I'm in disbelief! It can be compared to a young bird's home.
Feb 2016 · 330
Not Tappin Out
john p green Feb 2016
Don't know just wanna get there
Before I can feel the motion in the air
Times, seems like we're twisted sideways
That's why you better beware
In case you didn't catch it
They'll be following you everywhere
So put on that hat, just let loose a smile
Make sure you don't grimace
Cuz that'll last a long while
Just glad to be back
Feb 2016 · 358
It'll Hit Ya
john p green Feb 2016
Smack dab in the middle of unreasonable muck
Laffy Taffy bout now'd be a good kinda stuck
Ya keep on tellin be best not to speak
Cuz the more ya think, just keep gettin weak
Now I won't lie, cuz I'm still gonna try
Just ain't gonna sit here curl up and die
All right now so what's this grand plan?
Both ears open, so where do I stand?
Or maybe bout now I'll go ahead and say we
Yeah! I'm laughin cause yer stuck beside me
Oh wait! Just think I've laughed me way out
Only chance for ya joinin is to drop yer silly pout
Feb 2016 · 284
Listen
john p green Feb 2016
Their song
Never ceases
For if it did
Thus would we
Constant ebbing
Never retracing
Tireless abandon
Without falter
Singing for us
To live for them
We are their hope
They once were we
Now seeking flight
And they our hope
Voices we'll soon be
Continuing the plight
Jan 2016 · 674
My Sweetie
john p green Jan 2016
You flew from my side
As if the suns rays
Poured thru my hands
And I forged a cage
For which no free spirit
Dare risk singed feathers

I tried simply to hide
All anguish of days
No way to understand
Containing the rage
For which no real merit
Could cut away tethers

A mere blink of the eye
I saw thru the haze
As you took my hand
Saw fabric cut of age
But it's not fair ******!
Selfless be your measures
Jan 2016 · 227
Whose to Say
john p green Jan 2016
If you make me make believe
Will then my unrealistic life
Harbor an ounce of belief?
Jan 2016 · 309
Own It!
john p green Jan 2016
Look to the Sky
And see those Clouds
Doing a High Five
Just for You!
Jan 2016 · 471
My Bellow
john p green Jan 2016
Rude transitional
Vessel conquering
Reaching deeply
Trying each level
Time succession
Rapidly grappling
Softness intensity
Discharging ether
Fuel dark whisp(er)
Paint syncopated
Drawing transition
Hole opens deeply
Perceptional peep(s)
Doubtlessly abated
Strings form syringe
Encapsulated chords
Rupture stagnate air
Steering mind's Roar
Jan 2016 · 252
Untitled
john p green Jan 2016
There will be too little to begin
I'll just keep stuttering, stuttering, muttering
Hand me a token take them chances
Maybe you'll light up marble glances
Even ignite a doublefold tear release
Watch out as wooden grip splinters ease
All the humdrum, same song bouting out again, again.
No win, no win
There will now be a little to resind
Clattering tokens burn to reclaim
Minds broken needle from its skip
Jan 2016 · 297
My turn
john p green Jan 2016
I like that ****-a-doodle
Doo me in the morning
Need that Rise and Shine
Special light in my eyes
I'd like it over easy
But only if you pleasie
No need a pulsing shower
I'm already wet you silly
Or a new connect the dots
Cause you hit the right spot
A new bedtime story's due
I'll read it without you too
Jan 2016 · 300
In Vain?
john p green Jan 2016
Vain attempts
Allow the hiccups
Memory fancies
Jan 2016 · 254
Arrival
john p green Jan 2016
Crowding before the Stranger
To relish
Each explicit masquerade of emotions
In the course
Of ones Lifetime
Or another
Passing of the Changer
Jan 2016 · 256
I Listened
john p green Jan 2016
She told me to just let go
When I asked what was meant
There came an ehhh, I dunno

So many wars inside, twice upon the rise
While they're preying upon another
Trying to feast upon that pride

Let's see the real you once there in those blues
Just let go their multiple guises
Then the world will see you true
Thank you dear Syreeta for your guidance!
Jan 2016 · 226
Untitled
john p green Jan 2016
If one can reach without strain and absorb any words no matter the matter for timing is in losing it altogether sinking into the puddle breaking reflections and with no ease reaching bottom to swallow it all..hmm?
Jan 2016 · 297
Break Time?
john p green Jan 2016
When I don't feel Magic
All my senses be lashing
Grasping air even tragic
Well-oh-well whata spell
Jan 2016 · 269
Further
john p green Jan 2016
When does a voice help one learn?
Steering onto levels forgotten
Tucked away till a whisper
Slowly awakens
That gentle release
Jan 2016 · 222
Take It
john p green Jan 2016
I just wanna throw an egg at you now
Cracking open that inner turmoil
So it can spill onto that hot surface
You'll soon know as hardened reality
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