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 Jan 2013 Ryan McKenzie
Hilda
Sun rises silently pink
Deepening into crimson;
Silv'ry fluting of wood thrush,
Breaks the gentle hush.

*~Hilda~
Dodoitsu
© Hilda December 31, 2012
 Jan 2013 Ryan McKenzie
Hilda
Books
 Jan 2013 Ryan McKenzie
Hilda
Trav'ling o'er miles of time
and space unlimited
where disembodied we drift
unseen yet seeing
into the lives of a thousand
otherwise unknown people

~Hilda~
© Hilda December 31, 2012
It's that time
of the year again.
Can you feel the difference?
A fire burning
in the hearth,
cozy candles burning

We're all cuddled up
on the couch,
covered in a warm blanket.
Drinking hot tea,
savouring the heat,
thankful for the beverage.

Wearing two pairs
of pajama pants,
'cause otherwise it's too frisky.
The weather's cold'n'wet
but inside we are,
warm, dry and cozy.

Sitting together
while talking softly,
now and again
exchanging a kiss.
Seasons of rain and snow
brings us even closer.
© 2012
- I like finding lost papers with words on it... you too?
Moonlight fills the blackened sky
all the space in my head is occupied
wonder, worry, pain and sorrow.
All things that will change tomorrow
Linger in with heavy presence
As the stars are accented with a crescent.
The night brings hours, seconds, time,
thoughts of dull and thoughts of shine.
Between day and night is a fine line.
A line that thickens as the day winds
And darkness shadows all our views,
makes us see in a deeper hue
Sleep is only a fraction
Of ones, nightime reaction.
Paths
Are taken with trust
But are always taken in a hurry.
You can get on the bus
But you'll have to scurry.
Is it right?
To catch the flight
Can I hold on,
another night.
It's hasn't been long
Since I've done wrong
But they don't know
Cuz I  wont show.
My mind is my enemy
The future my weakness
The eyes in secrecy
And the hearts needed seamstress
 Jan 2013 Ryan McKenzie
Liv
Four bottles of ***** and 10 cases of beer
And everyone's drinking for different reasons
And I'm alone
With all of my friends
don't you see them?
And I'm spinning
And I'm still drinking
And they grab me and pull me to the ground
And rip me open
And spiders crawl out
I lay there
*And I'm alone.
Everyone around me is drinking and partying with friends...
Well so am I...
 Jan 2013 Ryan McKenzie
Zemyachis
if i had the world for me
i would waste away with poetry
and study not a single thing
that sounded with a hollow ring

i would not care to take advice
or think about the odds of life
no tiptoe tiptoe in a dance
followed by glist'ng eyes askance

no not for me and all that jazz
id rather run and be a spaz
for what do people mean to me
otherthan self-claimed royalty

so i jest and run and play
for today and yesterday
yes is shameful lets have tea
me and me so selfishly

10/11/12
 Jan 2013 Ryan McKenzie
Zemyachis
I'm hitting my head against a tree
Because nothing is how I wish it would be
I'm cold 'cuz it's winter
Hope I don't get a splinter
You can find me here next spring

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