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Silent  Picture
Book-worm warmth
cocoon coop-cope
deep-dive wings
Shores emerald waters

Molokai Melting Man
mouth moon moth

main inspiration mute
moon cold draft move
press inscript pencil
sun rising melts still
threat resounding thread

sane symmetrical sense
eyes  emotional  ease

inner world melt
bucket beauty
emotional leeching
head discovery
outer word felt
Dedicated to Buckethead's "Melting Man", which appears on two albums, "The Shores of Molokai" and "Silent Picture Book", where I integrated a painting from a fan where, during the melting, he forms of a moth with emerald wings.
Karma Oct 31
Playing with rocks,
Digging in socks,
Playing with spades in the sand.

The metal is hot
When the fire green fox
Steps on and burns up your hand.
There’s a hole in your chest.
Did you do your best?
There’s no one to fill in your grave.

Your now lonely friend
Will die in the end;
The one friend that you couldn’t save
Will be found at the end of his cave.
Isaace Feb 26
I have put the Emerald Green to one side.
Submerged— within the lapping tide!—
Look now! Steadfast!—
Stronger than the Ark's iron mast—
Three angels approach above the water!
Transfixed, I set my gaze beyond the Light.
Shall we reside beyond that hallowed glow?
Omarcito Jul 2021
We used to fly
In our astral space,
Our energies combined,
Soothing my anxiety,
Like a lullaby.
Where did it all go?

See me thru the setting stars,
Past crescent moons
And scarlet silhouettes,
I can no longer
Tell these skies apart.

Darkness gave me a dime
I’d throw it, in Aries’ flames,
To see your face,
One more time.

Anxiety scatters my brain,
Like the salt in the sea,
With images,
Of your emerald green eyes,
Leading me,
To realities,
Of love without rhyme.

While its all clear,
I still have no clue
Where I stand.
I hope my tone of voice
Rings in your head,
As you cross the Atlantic Sea,
As I wave hello,
To memories,
Of your emerald green eyes.
Melody Mann Apr 2021
Rough around the edges she's a ravenous piece,
Capturing light and reflecting elegance at every turn,
Raw to the core her wit is unmatched by trivial mineral composition,
She's a gemstone to cherish,
A glory to salute,
A sister worth a thousand leagues beyond that of this realm,
An emerald in our wake.
Danica Jul 2020
His eyes
Reminded me of forest
Mysterious yet beautiful
Soft but dangerous
The hues
that brought me
back to life
and I'm slowly falling into his emerald eyes
Lane O Jul 2020
Goldenrods and oak
Flecks of emerald and amber
Awake! vivid spring
a little haiku for spring
How delicate can my heart be?
It’s my emerald,
My stone of mercy.
My love and my compassion.
But I only see the sinful side of me.
Kenshō Feb 2020
the emerald albatross
totem of time
grows from the ground
it falls from the sky
over our heads it flies
but they're trying -
to keep us down
all now seen as lies
im not a human
im going underground
running to a place
where i know ive found
where i can find my pace
and muffle out the sound
of sirens and cries and tv songs
im not like any of you
ill admit it
ive known this all along
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