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Aug 2013 Love In Hiding

maybella snow

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maybe this symbol means
nothing to you now
but it meant enough
for you to carve it
into your skin
with my initials
without my knowing

Aug 2013 Love In Hiding

love like a sunset in winter

Aug 2013 Love In Hiding

ghostlings

love like a sunset in winter

we had a love like a sunset in winter–
in the beginning, our time was spent waiting for it to happen,
anticipating how marvelous it would be.
most days were cloudy and nothing could be seen,
but when it did happen, it was a beautiful sight, unfortunately lasting for only a short while.
in the end, most of our time was spent wishing it were longer, maybe forever even

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

Autobiography

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

Mikitara

Autobiography

pale paper wings penciled betwix brown shoulder blades
she was an angel in her notebook
but a failure in her mind

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

I'll continue to choke

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

Scheherazade

I'll continue to choke

Whistle while I die
And keep your head high
Cause you were always good
At untimely jokes

Touch my skin
The way the flames lick the chimney
Burning into me with a simple stroke

Make me crawl back to you
The way you always do
Helping me forget who I am

Numb my mind
By getting me high
And let the devil play with my eyes

Keep on grasping
I'll continue to choke
As long as you love me
You can be my rope

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

Narcotics

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

Jade Ivy

Narcotics

How is it possible
To wake up
With no recollection
Of shared words
But with a feeling so strong
You can guess what they were

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

To Just Be

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

Kristy

To Just Be

Deep within each of us
Is a desire to be
To Just be...you know
To live and let live
To not be judged or labeled
Nor criticized or belittled
Nor to be made to feel as though
Somehow we just don't measure up
To a standard that is far out of reach
That the goal is absolutely unobtainable
Deep within each of us
Is a desire to be
To just be...ourselves
And for that...to be enough.

Kristy Turnage
4/26/2009

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

V O R T E X I A M U S

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

st64

V O R T E X I A M U S

in purple haze of reverie, the gentle visitor came
beckoning kindly…come, come to
our V I R I D I A N world* . . .

1.
On our cerulean sphere
You need have no query, nor fear
We open our non-gravity planet to guests
Even unlikely earthlings who pass the simplest flaxen-test.

2.
Much less needed, we bedaub
Our flavescent lava-vision, going beyond the orb
Mild kaleidoscopic fandango-swirls is our mossy cyan-matter
Triplet-hue colours felt only by the revered and well-known mad Hatter.

3.
To let you in on the cosmic-latte ripple
Our flowers range from acid-green to African purple
Blast-off bronze flora dance-blaze in burnt sienna fields
Alabama crimson rocks and aureolin skies over anti-flash white seas.

4.
We confabul8 with deer, breezes, plumes
Such creatures roam free, for we do not consume
As slumber befalls us not, you wonder how we spend time
Frolic in universal peace; to welcome home stars as our rhyme.

you are so welcomed, celestial guest
Vortexiamus awaits
only
you

S T, 28 july 2013

A rare rhymed piece (with one deliber8 break :)
So much (time) lost … so much can be gained … in silent seeking.

Sub-entry: THE SEEKER – The Who

Writer: P. Townshend

I've looked under chairs
I've looked under tables
I've tried to find the key
To fifty million fables

They call me 'The Seeker'
I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked The Beatles
I asked Timothy Leary
But he couldn't help me either

They call me 'The Seeker'
I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

People tend to hate me
'Cause I never smile
As I ransack their homes
They wanna shake my hand

Focusing on nowhere
Investigating miles
I'm a seeker
I'm a really desperate man

I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

I learned how to raise my voice in anger
Yeah, but look at my face, ain't this a smile?
I'm happy when life's good and when it's bad I cry
I've got values, but I don't know how or why

I'm looking for me
You're looking for you
We're looking in at each other
And we don't know what to do

They call me 'The Seeker'
I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XrO4_nyamZs

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

a tickle or scratch?

Jul 2013 Love In Hiding

maybella snow

a tickle or scratch?

i've a feeling
its like it needs to be itched
but it's not itchy
or a tickle
but its not ticklish
maybe it hurts
without pain
or being watched
with no eyes on me
uncomfortable in
a comfortable position
but its a feeling
i can't get rid of