Why am I always here to save your soul, but whenever my soul is hurting you disappear into the smoke.

Sit and talk
Write the soul
Blank canvas
Stained red
Talking all
Those words away
Twisting madness
Turning gray
Running over
All the stories
Every sip
Turns into more
Blue thoughts
Of the falling rain
Don't compare
To this life of pain
As I hit this green
Nothing has changed
Everything is yellow
Nothing the same

Crow

Sometimes the crow sits beside me on his wooden fence
He acknowledges I am here then listens to the world for his own amusement
His eyes are black but alive in a sense that everything he sees is poignant
His body also black but also very pristine like a suit made by the government
The lies he sees are preposterous and he harks at people's discontent
The world is very complex he knows but there is a final judgement
The crow tells all to the Grim Reaper and all people's devilment
The crow eats vermin for the flesh and the blood keeps him vigilant
It must be hard for an intelligent bird to sit so long and see confinement
The bird has wings but they only use them to flee animal's punishment
Sometimes the crow sits beside me on his wooden fence.

I can't see another body in a coffin
Waste down and away to nothing
I can't let that rest on my conscience
The way my best friend's did.

She was definitely a blessed soul
But as time ticks to it's toll
She decided to let everything go
But she is not forever gone.

I can't let guilt from someone's daughter,
Someone's son, someone's brother
Someone's sister, someone's father
and someone's mother, rest on my soul.

So I beg of all you poets to extend a hand
To those whose life aren't so grand
Or who believe they are against god's plan,
Extend them a hand and help them.

Even if you're not trained, a simple "hello,
You are wonderful" or "your poems are
beautiful", doesn't hurt anyone.
So please just be as nice as you can.

FOR ***** SAKES...

“Look a shooting star”

“I think that one is just a plane, it’s all the same though, just metal and wishes.”

“I wonder who’s will come true.”

Sitting here with imagined chances and you, I’d bet mine. “I don’t know, hopefully, the one who wished to land.”

you'll find me by the rope swing
the one beneath the trees
and there will be our childhood
our happy little childhood
the one we never speak of
the one we never had

A is for how AMAZING you are.
B is for how BEAUTIFUL your soul is.
C is for CARING like your heart of solid gold that is caring
D is for DIRECT like how your honesty makes you direct.
E is for how ELOQUENT your words are.
F is for how FANTASTIC you make me feel.
G is for the GRAVITY that pulls me towards you.
H is for HAPPY as in how you made me so happy.
I is for INDESCRIBABLE.... I don't know what to write.
J is for JOYFUL, in other words how you make me feel.
K is for KIND, you are the most kind-hearted person in this universe,
L is for LIFT, what you do to my spirits everyday.
M is for MUSICAL, as in how your soul sings a song.
N is for NATURAL, for the way I can talk to you so naturally.
O is for OPEN like how you make me feel so open towards you.
P is for PASSION, the thing inside you when you talk about your interest.
Q is for QUARTZ, as in how your soul is a gem like mineral.
R is for RAD as in your personality is rad.
S is for SORRY sorry for this piece......
T is for THANK as in thank you for entering my life
U is for UMBRELLA, no real reason just couldn't find a U word
V is for VIOLIN, you make me unafraid to admit my music experience.
W is for WONDERFUL as in your personality is wonderful
X is for X-RAY like how I'm not afraid to show you my inner thoughts.
Y is for YOU , you are, beautiful, amazing and it all starts with YOU.
Z is for ZEBRA, you see colour when others see black and white.

The ALPHABET is to show you that 26 letters is never enough to describe just how amazing you really are. Sadly there are only 26 letters in the alphabet , if there were 200000 I'm sure they still would not be enough to describe you. So I will describe you in four words.

KIND, AMAZING BEAUTIFUL,**AWESOME

Art in Poetry
By Lisa Noe{e:cat}

I'll Paint a picture of something sweet
I'll put it on my wall when it’s complete
I am an artist with quill in hand
With each stroke and every strand
I paint a picture for the world to see.

I use words with my art
To paint a picture light or dark
I tell stories for you to enjoy
About monsters and places and ploys
These are things that give me joy.

My words are poetry in motion
for my words I have complete devotion.

© Copyright 2016 ~Lisa Noe~kittylove