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john p green Dec 2015
Yet richness lies in yourself and not Those fools whom sit around you

Though even fools can gather knowledge
john p green Sep 2019
It was like static cotton candy streams bouncing about a subdued echo chamber.
john p green Nov 2015
Sitting round ole rickity
Helping those blossoms
Everyone's reaching in
Nurturing while smiling
Colors of joy of breath
As el sol caresses gently
Bewilderment isn't there
For all whom gathered
Know the soil in their soul
No one's fabric risks toll
There's a mother connect
Bare feet rooted to ground
john p green Dec 2015
Get your things now gathered
For we will be heading soon

All others will not hear just yet
No make believe just with you

Please throw your javelin forth
May it pierce my energy heart

Knew it when I had first wept
As your eyes jumped into mine

We had clearly merged so deft
Our minds gently intertwined

So let's stop the world for now
Share with all our amazing truth

A solitary blossom we have become
Growing without measure what once
was two
john p green Nov 2015
Can we take away that unforgotten feel?
Does it necessarily require thought or reason?
For me it's just that simple shot, oh yeah!
Not just from the barrel or a shot to the heart.
This feel, soaked in cleansing pools of sensible care, acts as a harbinger of Autumn and its floating harvest.
The collection of whims is too solemn yet sweet to dare.
Feel a scare at what one cannot invest.
Ya feel what you feel and ya can touch what you feel, but how can you really feel love?
It doesn't take a whole heart to simply push it ahead, simply dare.
For love does share in its simplicity, never taking away from the care.
The beautiful serenity is a catalyst to deliver us from death.
Such a sweet and unfailing feel brings such warmth, like an innocent girl soiling herself, which stings of humility
and grounds us in an inspired bubble safe from futility.
So shall we or not try and feel that break in the knot?
For what is it to feel once again? Let's put it this way, find your own way to feel.
john p green Dec 2015
It's like trying to move those beads along faster toward the spiral of an hourglass
To reach that exact moment of knowing, reconciliation in growing together or otherwise
Only in being lost within you could I possibly step outwards offering anything of value
I'll always have that openness to help
us in any guiding way
The only thing I can do is be patient
As far as I know we both want to be together or at least I thought so
john p green Dec 2015
You know I took a tankard
To the cantankerous one

Well that didn't go swell
When she hadn't yet ****

Hadn't yet they bellowed
She hadn't time to start

So do we dibble or dabble
As to whose most smart

In the meanwhile you see
They all let loose a ****

Now the cantankerous one
Smiles as she thus starts
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.
john p green Oct 2015
Sometimes a treasure map can be so
much more then physical gain
Life sends you down many streets and different alleyways
Maybe that map leads you right where you most need to be
That magical compass never strays
You my eternal friend yes are my spiritual treasure
No need another map be unfurled
You the one I found is forever lasting





Forever ever lasting
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
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
john p green Oct 2015
Sitting at the round table
Just gathering round
Where all the mucus transpires
And stupid laughs keeps one
stumbling
Over and over and over
There's that one always
That everyone wants to go
Kinda sad each disguise
That lonlininess
held inside shows
Stop making that racket
Just have some respect!
For this round table is for
Just that!
Gather round, tip your hat
And take a big sip!
,
john p green Nov 2015
Guess I'm already there
It wasn't forced upon me
Still you wonder and stare
Don't care if you believe
Asking how it feels in here
My only response to this is
Simply reach in if you dare
If not go find a *** to ****
You'll find that simple fare
What draws me back to this
My reply is back from where
So fond of this profoundness
Once again goes another stare
Do we keep striking matches
Till the wee hours of the night
Or play with celestial cherubs
Swaying us gently toward light
john p green May 2016
Guess I'm already there
It wasn't forced upon me
Still you wonder and stare
Don't care if you believe
Asking how it feels in here
My soul response to this is
Simply reach in if you dare
If not go find a *** to ****
You'll find that simple fare
What draws me back to this
My reply is back from where
So fond of this profoundness
Once again goes another stare
Do we keep striking matches
Till the wee hours of the night
Or play with Celestial cherubs
Swayingl gently toward light
john p green Oct 2015
As I find myself in fragile spirits and small states
The soft touch of light greets me with a kiss so sweet
And soothing, one must wonder about the blissful treat
Of such bright sweets which crush the dark grates
I humbly pray for revolution in the name of peace
The refreshing blood will lay at the feet of all who yearn
For solace and warmth and a love follows that wont burn
But rest in the comforting glowing dove from the seas
If we dare make the leap shall we fail or touch the skies?
Within the trail of oh such beauty comes with the sound of cries
A cry so loud the drums will craft a tune so light
And rooted in harmony that our souls may fly out of sight
john p green Nov 2015
We three sat down by the pond
To see the water wade
To talk about some of lifes
simple pleasantries
And some wich may not be
so happy to share
Words here- there

Words so simple yet so coveted
In a dense cloud
Thick clouds of light
Ambiguity and drizzles
Of comforting grace

Graceful deliverance
From the swirling storm
A conflict that's life

Yet what's the matter
For I feel the right
Takes hold of me

Uh! Uh! Let's go this way
No business over there
And once realization sets
Yeah! Sets in, all's complete
john p green Nov 2015
There was once a moment
Thought everything was clear
Oh dear! If you wanna dare
Not sure how to do other
What you'll possibly draw near
Really don't care to listen
Or even lend my open ear
For I want that simple taste
Could either bring laughter
Or that call to the master
I could call myself a master but at the same time I'm the same as every body else. I could  break a limb off a tree. Branch out and I now know someone who could **** a man with his bare hands kills someone else another day.

Kayden butler
11-2-15
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
john p green May 2016
Like watching a windchime's motions.
While your emotionless breath
blows upon it.
john p green Oct 2015
For my hunger is so strong
One can't vanquish that simple spell
For I need you! My palms are dripping
Lick away! Oh! Please do so
Don't hideout yet awaken!
john p green Oct 2015
Our inner demons shout out
As we dance inside
A prelude to inner harmony
Or a doorway of unknowing
Imagine where we are
Can You?
Does uncertainty gather strength?
Or merely security
One and the same
Not so, not strength gathers
Security hinders
john p green Jan 2016
Took ma to the movies
Was in 3D at that
Awesome start to the new year
Till the very next day
And that's when I thought
Sure the movie was great
Afterwards a nice walk
Yet there was a part of it
I took away from her heart
Such a simple plastic wrapper
Meant to protect plastic glasses
Didn't protect itself from me
As I threw both ours away
Now one thing I need mention
Was that neatly tucked in ma's
Insuring safety of a memory
Lay her fresh placed ticket
Just as careful as she put it
She ever slowly pulled it out
john p green Oct 2015
I crumble that page
Toss those thoughts out
Try and try again
One thought leads to another
Banish that to the depths
And a new attempt surfaces
Just don't let those thoughts go
And never let them not flow
Otherwise who will cherish
Those intimate ideas?
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
john p green Oct 2017
To crystalize butterfly mid flight.
Donning brief shades of sight.
Walk nor way for watching strays.
Toss a coin, it clatters it flays.
Twirling echoing mysticism.
Draw deep rhasping rhythm.
Finding minds which boggle.
Exhaling words gods muddle.
john p green Nov 2015
What are you supposed to do with it?
Just let it smoulder or burn out?
All I've got to say! Is that I'm out!
Written from my bestie Syreeta
john p green Oct 2015
There is a reason for your matter
I tend to get lost with all the chatter
People don't normally punish me
Yet they don't when I speak aloud
If I started getting first thing first
Will it bite me in the ***?
Or cut up with the best?
Am I simply a proverbial *****?
Or just simply putting me out?
Oh! So you think with no doubt
You're sure **** right!
If not just got something
Something to seriously say
Path my way or go your way
john p green Oct 2015
If you wannabe
Your *** will be knocked right oughta that tree
Dont you believe in me?
We'll see what shall be
Cause mama raised no wannabe!
john p green Dec 2015
To feel
the world
Things dangerous
to come
To see behind
walls
To draw
close
To find each
other
And to
See
That purpose
Life
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!
john p green Oct 2015
Gentle hugs and soft kisses
Where else can one go wrong
Let's just respect last verses
And just know we'll meet around
Around where fate draws near
john p green May 2016
Your tears dried unmarked
grounds.
No one found your cries.
john p green Apr 2016
Good writes
Neither wrong nor right
Seep to seize reaction
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
john p green Jun 2016
Some people know comfort
In being constantly frazzled.
Trying to reach inner meaning
On realities spinning wheel.
Exhaustion knows their name
Habit leads them once again.
Running that endless circle
Of both distress and refrain.
john p green Jan 2016
Vain attempts
Allow the hiccups
Memory fancies
john p green Oct 2015
Bedroom ceiling had myriad patterns
Mostly latin symbols as well as horific faces and designs
A dark demon with long fingertips and red eyes taunted me each night
One week straight
Many visited yet none in physical form
Yet seemed so to be
The shadow people were sent to absorb my essence frequently
They were very swift and darty
Yet I could use my hands to dispell them
One night they had one young one with them
You see...they have to be gone before daylight and through open door or  windows
The sunrise approached with young one stuck inside
They pleaded from outside window to save it
Scrambling I kicked out the screen and threw it out
Then from that point on formed an alliance
And would warn me of impending dangers
john p green Oct 2015
You can still take it
If that's watch ya do
For ain't no difference
Non at tall you see
Especially for you
And where I come
No me versus u
Ain't so sublime
Come hither now
But can't controll
Just ride ya along
You ****** doo!
john p green Nov 2015
Dance around till you shine
Do you go there?
Or do you cry?
I'd like to believe
That if you go there
I could reach out to you
And help you climb
For we're not lovers all alone
Not yet dead possums
On that lonely road
Shall we catch each other?
Or merely loathe?
Come now, let's climb
john p green Oct 2015
And that's what some say
But yet one draws upon it
Maybe grows from it
Till the light comes their way
It's not just what's written
Or spoken from a friend
It's always in that strength
Which carries us apart
Carried from within
john p green Oct 2015
But beautiful people need beautiful things
The sky is boiling with rage
And you are in my sights
I need to feel something
Anything!
Does that journey carry me
Up up high?
Like a tidlewave
Wake-up with you
In the sky
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
john p green Nov 2015
Hatred runs deep
Hatred runs true
Right now there's
No helping you
You come like a snake
And leave like a mouse
All this time and help
You want me out the house
That's fine but by the end
Of the day I'll be just fine
Written by 10 year old Tyler
john p green Jan 2017
Fast-forward past scowling, rhyme-mangled crowds.
Waiting for release anyplace a lollipop taste rewards ill deeds.
Seeping disease disguised as sliced ease.

Flash back, rapper intact resting full speed.
Anxiety's scent devours uninvited social shock.
Pausing between hidden eaves.
john p green Oct 2015
Shadow people, Cherubs equipped with lethal arrows
Distinct wing flapping sent from below
Shot over 3,800 times to no avail
One alive communicates with those transcending
Purgatory equals complex word syncopation
Frequent visits with fingertips energy transference
Lost precious trapped in mirror, sad!
Cats play and sing jive, especially the one hanging from curtain rod
Throws out "**** ya ***" every other verse
Call him upon it and low baritone purrs
aplogies
Confusion bubble pop? Fathom now or just wait
Ha! Ha! La! La! Rah! Rah! Rah!
Later
john p green Nov 2015
He'll , I'm broker then last years Easter egg!
Thank you Guy!
john p green Oct 2015
Every time we would wake at four
Riding to clearfork for crawllers
Walking that medicinal path
Finally getting a get go
To drop those lines
Yet not a hit in sight
Guess what dad?
Think I'm gonna take flight
Rather brush those leaves
A random rock in tow
Guess where that goes?
Either hand or pocket
Your the best.
Clearly seen
And every night
Yeah you know
As well each morn
As I lay lenses down
By the ashes remain
I simply say
Dad I'll always love you
And see ya soon again
john p green Oct 2015
When do I decide not to?
Is it my choice, or merely a ride?

Thy shalt grant thy wishes
Or merely preside 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 cigerete

At this point, not quite sure
Could be nonsense or...

Or possibly the unsure
Let's not fantasize!

Or even be false in nature
Simply let yourself realize

You are You and You
john p green Dec 2015
All children gather energy from the Sacred Tree
Mighty Ceiba your limbs safely cradle the world
So grateful Mother Earth brought
this to be
Wether fireflies flutter as we
dance round
Or mischievous fairies fancy
spontaneity
True instruments are we emitting
pure sound
Offering thanks as our feet stomp
the ground
john p green Oct 2015
Just now will be that right time
Will be in that other space
Cherubs shooting poison at me
Cats singing hanging from drapes
Every other verse is "gonna **** ya"
Shadows dancing across the walls
A tugg of war wells from below
Or from up up afar, for they know
Voices saying your that rock star
Also don't step out into that dark
If need be make sure that it's light
All that music throughout the night
Will eventually make you stronger
Help you to say keep it on coming
For now your immersed in the place
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