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A Simillacrum May 2018
The wild conspires to drive you
The wild saw that you chose
To choose to procreate

The wild oscillates your willing *****
The wild saw you prideful
To choose to constipate

To choose to constipate your brain
Retire all synapses
To choose to favor fevered hate
Retire all empathy

How was it then that I was born with this cup
Spilling with love white knuckle locked in hand?
Why was it then that I tried hard to heal such
Ruptured sutures holding growing wounds?

That's what I do

If I hang
Hang around
Mirror mirror
May find me dead
May find me you
Staring out
Alive
If I hang
Hang around
Kafka knows
Mirror glass
May find me you

The wild conspires to drive you
Back to caves
Back to holes
Back to rocks
Back to hate

The wild conspires to drive me
Back to fear
Back to shouts
Back to darkness
Back to hate

But I'll escape

Mama,
May your heart
May the wounds
Mercy you

How does it feel?
To know that I
Theorized
I was my own
Person then
Became her thoughts
Until she took shape?

How does it feel?
To know the pain
Of the outcast
Without your
Blood bound herd
Without your
Vengeful words?

How.
How does it feel?
Nature's insurance
Her backup plan
For when she sees
Her beings fall from peaks
For when she notices
Human hubris growth
Goes uncontrolled

Nature she.
She will see.
She'll watch the heat
Consume the earth
Never lift a finger

For her fires
For gasoline
Will prosper
Will immolate
Nothing lost
Nothing gained

I will light
Lit by fire
For the kids
For the peers
I deny
Vehemence
For the ******* future

How. How does it feel?
To catch your anger poisoning
The well?
Aa Harvey Apr 2018
Super Hero movies are boring.


I’m just casting wishes out into the atmosphere,
Casually hoping that somebody will hear.
Send me a sign, a reply or a solid cheer
And I will smile, I will grow stronger
And if you really affect me I will shed a tear.


But it will be a tear of happiness; sadness is unwelcome tonight,
For I have heard the poetic sounds from way down inside.
I am unable to be perfect, but born to be write.
Think fast, create, be natural and arise.


We are building a future one wish at a time.
We are dancing through ice daggers that fall from the sky.
We are leaping over fires that rage throughout the night.
They are the starlight; we are the guardians of the light.


Fantastic beasts and magical creatures.
We cannot be defeated by fear; we have curiosity and extra senses.
We see through all that blinds us from the future we are seeking
And when our time is spent, we will be gracious
And we will accept your desire for us to stop speaking.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Aa Harvey Apr 2018
Two knocks


When the sun has long since stopped burning
And we should be hearing those two knocks,
We will already be gone and the Earth will be but a rock.


Voyage into the future, heading for a new galaxy;
We are evolving, new planets are beckoning,
So we must build a space ship to secure our destiny.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
james nordlund Apr 2018
One's mental cell, built of walls of delusion,
Made with bricks of illusion, is one's personal hell.
Yet, if every moment is lived as prayer, Earth can be heaven.

So too, while the devil doesn't exist,
Dancers with it will still get burned
And his advocates know one thing for sure,
They will wind up in a hot seat.

For, the cliche that goes, "rule in hell
Rather than obey in Heaven", doesn't tell,
It only works for the broken, humans are beholden.

Those snapped, like the covenant the government
Had with the people, as liberties' torch was scorched,
Her bell cracked, it's knell snatched, can put their shadows
Behind them, and walk, then fly, into the Evolution's light.

So, before you 'Let a smile turned upside down
into a frown be your choice', hark the angel's voice,
"Thou art is", so be it on wing in ethereal flight.
anti-convolutionary
MsAmendable Apr 2018
Perhaps I mightve been a lobster
My backwards spine and plate,
Perhaps as human I am fitter
Perhaps maybe,  a good deal bitter
The stars dance looping circles
Casting their lives brightly,  tightly around
And I am stardust,  true,  and you
As well were once a star.
We could've been lobsters,  but
We lived,  and came so far
And so's our fate
Aa Harvey Apr 2018
Project Progress


Born under a black star, progress has been made,
But birthdays come and go and I still cannot act my age.
Destiny has been calling; it is time to pick up the phone.
Plans are in place and construction has begun, to build our new home.


There are many pieces of my jigsaw heart that need to fall into place,
But when she does arrive and I can see my future being with her,
Things will change.
Apathy will be shot through the heart.
I will have a change of heart.
Love has only ever broken my heart,
But she is coming, she is here, she is leading me onto the next part.


Growing up and growing old, but remaining young at heart.
Things are forever in creation; I think it’s time to build a nation.
A Kingdom of mine with a Queen for my Wife;
Maybe even raise a child and show them that this life,
Is not as bad as I say it is.
Tell them one day they will raise their own kids.
Tell them one day they will love like I do.
Teach them Carpe Diem, before it is through.


I will not shield them from the realities of this world,
But I will protect them from all who want to harm my boy or girl!
I will be their body armour to any and all danger.
You had better walk away, if you even think of causing harm to her!
Or breaking his heart!  Because I will get you to being gone!
This is my family!  My blood!  My passion!  Our home!
And my Wife will be linked to me through sickness and poor,
Through a psychic connection and onto the riches of everlasting love,
Because when I love you; you know it’s for life,
And if you ever doubt my feelings for you,
Look directly into my eyes
And you will see,
This is the real me.
I am love.
I am creating a palace,
Where the two of us can live.


I am writing my heart down in blood, sweat and tears on every page!
I am so passionate about love; so passionate it aches!
But I am more focused now, than I have ever been.
I now know I can only accept the best for me,
So she can get the best of me,
Because the best of me, on a good day, is sweet
(as)


I will change my image and change my ideals.
I will change my mind and the way that I feel,
But my complete devotion to my soulmate will last throughout the ages.
I have waited for her for this long;
What’s a couple more pages?
I will continue to write; I will continue to wait.
I will buy this, I will look for that
And I will be ready…

When loves does find her way.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Rivi Mar 2018
even the
mightiest mountains
are shaped
by their experiences.
how silly to think
that a human is not.
Ashlee Reyes Mar 2018
Life.
a compilation of -
circumstance,
action, feelings
and understanding.

What if this is all so temporal,
that the mere idea of,
losing sleep
over something, beyond control,
translates into,
A fear toward lost time?
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