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Dream of the day
Recall a vision
Delirious whispers
From beneath
Bitter tongues spray
Thousands stare
Worshiping the weak
Elaborate symphony
Beauty goddess sleeps
Blood mist
Together
Man and woman sweet death
From powerful shadow mother
RIP honey
Dress in white
Next life leaves winter
Watch spring flood in light
Diamonds can shine
But knife heaves a blow
Incubate, head crushed
Beat over
Though under we go
Boiling lake
No luscious garden near
Live show
Sing for eternity
For fiddles play
Your time robbed away
Delicately put
Repulsive and black are they
I got this thing called magnetic poetry and its a bunch a words that stick to your fridge, probably 300 words that makes it difficult to write a poem that makes perfect sense
You've never been the kind,
to speak your mind,
but we've got time to ****.

You say one more drag,
but you still feel sad,
the need overpowers your will.

You can't smoke alone,
or even at home,
so you offer the cancer sticks.

You always feel down,
always wanting to leave town,
this is just a temporary fix.

You say i can stop anytime,
I'm not crossing the line,
smoke one and you can stay.

I say this only burns my tongue,
and fills up my lungs,
But i take one anyway.
 Jan 2015 shannon
disconsolate
I think to myself
if i cry,
i am weak.

i think to myself
what happens if i weep?

will you come back to my side,
holding me in your warm embrace
while i bury my face in your shirt?

will the ice around your heart melt away
since the last thing i said to you
was goodbye?

what would you do
if i stood on your doorstep
with the heart that i ripped out of your chest
in my hands?

what would you say
if i texted you "come back"?

what would you do
if i cr(di)ied?
 Jan 2015 shannon
Euphemisms
Kiss my thoughts
Listen to my lips
Hold my heart
Feel my hips
Judge my motives
Understand my actions
Get drunk off of my love
Fill me with passion
 Jan 2015 shannon
Winter Frost
I'm breaking
And I crumble
I'm falling
And I fumble
I'm grieving
With this sorrow
I'm losing
These memories we made
I'm hoping
Even if nobody hears
I'm crying
But no one sees my tears
I'm screaming
But no one hears me
I'm begging
Without a sign of forgiveness
I'm breaking
I need someone to understand
I'm fading
Some one please help me

But don't worry,
**I'm fine.....
I wrote this poem because this is what I really feel this past few days
 Jan 2015 shannon
Chuck
It was innate
My ability to resonate
Thoughts upon my birth

When I was a child
My mind ran wild
Over Heaven and Earth

As a teen
You best mind, I was mean
Not much, my thoughts were worth

As a married man
My mind did span
Until my first child's birth

Then it started to slip
My mind did rip
And began to spill upon the Earth

Now that I'm old
Thoughts I can't hold
What are memories worth

Where are my car keys?
What?
I accepted the poetry challenge from ThePoet. It is something that's easy to lose but hard to gain.

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