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Take a soft tipped brush
Dip, and trace my nakedness;
Viscous dripping rainbow streams
Clothe me here within our dreams.
Swirl my curves
With satin pink,
Let your brush flutter and sink
lower, purples, red and blue,
I'm a canvas here for you.
Paint me scarlet, paint me gold,
Paint some words
italic, bold
Stop when you begin to weep
A masterpiece, for us to keep.
An old one of mine, a favourite.
I believe my soul is rotten
Yet you say it is not

I see my face, it's so ugly
Yet you say I'm pretty

I think my body is destroyed
Yet you say I've earned my stripes

I know my heart is beyond repair
Yet you say you'll help mend it

Can you really see so deep into my eyes?
Into my soul?
My heart?
Sometimes I think you're blind
Because everything about me is *torn all apart
  Oct 2014 Randy Bryte
r
hacking the cloud
to paint the sky

- code in words
gets the color
down between the lines -

beneath the verse -
perfectly - poetically

- subversive.

r ~ 10/19/14
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Randy Bryte Oct 2014
Oh what a beautiful day I said
As I gazed out the window from the edge of my bed
It's raining I know that I must be outside
Before that it stops I'll go for a ride
So I pulled on my slicker and jumped on my bike
And I peddled on down to the path that I like
Once in the rain I started to feel
My melancholy heart was starting to heal
As I slowly moved through the forest in the rain
I heard my heart breaking, I felt my heart's pain
As it rained even harder I started to cry
Raindrops and tears were flooding my eye
Winding along the path in the shower
I was missing my baby, my own little flower
I came to a waterfall, loud and obtrusive
I felt very special with this feeling exclusive
After a while I stopped to reflect
From the corner of eye I began to detect
A king fisher poised on a rock in the bay
Like a maestro leading in his magical way
As I left I noticed him standing right there
Waiting for something that I'm unaware
Where was his mate was this his reason
For being alone during this rainy season
All of a sudden my eyes caught a glimpse
Of his beautiful queen all fit for a prince
She circled her eggs from high up above
Then gently set down to warm them with love
I was amazed at the incredible number or creatures
That were out in the rain for my special features
A turtle, some ducks and swans that were preening
It gave that path to me special meaning
For the next time it rains you know where I'll be
I'll be riding that path in my mind peacefully
Randy Bryte Oct 2014
Like a door being opened, from a dark room
Like a window, opened to capture a cool summer breeze
Like a frozen lake for the spring thaw
Or a child's first taste of birthday cake
Like the billions of stars
That magically appear in the night sky
When you leave the bright city lights
Like my heart, waking from a cold sleep
From years of emptiness
Only to be ****** into the arms
Of the most enchanting creature in the universe
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