We grow a little older
Every second of every day
And sometimes we forget
The night will always be young
(Another gem from the infamous lyric/quote wall that didn't make sense to me at first but now it does. Happy Writing! ~BM)
Zack 11h
I'm drunk
Like dionysus’ friends
Hazy stupor
On a friday night with no end

Gross debauchery
Flying high as a kite
Gonna crash tomorrow
Cause thats what im like

Dont console me
I made this choice alone
Like i always feel
When im holding my phone

Reliving the glory
Of my wildest endeavors
Time’s past
Its now gone forever

shot

But who cares?!
I do, i just try and forget it
Crush fear
With shot after shot on credit

Because fuck future
Cause it sucks
Like your mom
I dont know
Im drunk
Cause im dope
Cause im on dope
And ill mope
Until im done

What i wrote
Is an ode to today’s array
Of depressing truths
Silver linings and sun rays

Hey numbnuts
Use your shitty brain
And get us out from
Under these refrains

Tired
Growing weary
People glaring
A hallucination,  right?
Or is it real
Is this all ruthless
Cruel hopeless reality

Whats the point of living if ive
Already lost whats worth libing for
Take my heart,
Its a sight most sore
Worth as much as a fart

ha

Slow descent into madness
A sinking, tar like blackness
from, the weapons of mass destruction
My selfish will to die
A cackling "I'
"Life"
"Mine"
"try?"

Shot
Shot
Shot
The sun is shining
It's made me go red
I looked like a tomato
From my toes to my head!
Now I can't walk
I'm ever so sore
Yay! I have great excuse
I'm on strike from housechore
But family need dinner
Our bellies come first
But we need some potatoes
But no money in purse!  
So I planted a tree
To grow some extra cash
And turn the potatoes
Into creamy mash
Silly one :)
Happy Sunday x
I knitted a scarf
It took me many years but
it was for a Giraffe
Fun one :)
I’m goofing with the pixies
Dancing with the elves
Leaving all the ogres
Snoring by themselves.
I’m flying with the will-of-the wisps
On the route of Santa Claus.
I rest a while on a passing cloud
Whenever I need a pause.

There’s lots of space you can freely share
When you are playing in castles in the air.
First you have to get that high on the slope
To launch yourself off with a wish and a hope.
Some lose because they don’t know the ropes
Or not keeping their vision in their scope.

I love to see imaginary friends
And smoke with the pipe dreams
While floating up and down
Along the flow of creative streams.
The idea is to set your mind free
To roam wide and as far as can be
Laughing with characters from the funnies
Or rollicking fun with egg laying bunnies.

There’s lots of space you can freely share
When you are playing in castles in the air.
First you have to get that high on the slope
To launch yourself off with a wish and a hope.
Some lose because they don’t know the ropes
Or not keeping their vision solidly in the scope.

So, look for the wiggle wobbles near you
And keep your eyes open for witches too.
Magicians may also come from time to time
Because making magic is never a crime.
Listen to the stories told by clever mimes;
The enchanting mysteries in their rhymes
That often turn out to be the most sublime.
And let that person know you have the time.

I love to see imaginary friends
And smoke with the pipe dreams
While floating up and down
Along the flow of creative streams.
The idea is to set your mind free
To roam wide and as far as can be
Laughing with characters from the funnies
Or rollicking fun with egg laying bunnies.
I never wanted to be young and stupid.
I longed for the respect of my elders,
and I achieved this through acting old,
even though my heart was young.

It's only now that I realize
being young and stupid
is a gift,
not a curse.
Being young and stupid
is permission to live
as wildly and as loudly
as you please.

So let's drink too much,
sing too loud,
and have too much fun

while we still can.
Seeing in the magic crystal
images stirring like cream in coffee
Not quite clear .. slowly working
as my mind goes blank my heart opens
talk to me show me what's ahead
You know I like to be well prepared
my eyes are ready to look
mother gyspy may I ?
She ready's and says open my dear
her voice crackles and falls silent
Breathing is all I now hear
Still not quite clear
not today not today my dear
if shit hits the fan
I am not prepared
With that she says your made of
witches ashes and odins strength
dare ye that try for they
will be the ashes for dumbass's
ye build for thy next life
As she winks and pushes me
out thy door
not today not today

© Jennifer L DeLong 3/2018
Just a fun write lol
Galib 2d
He looked for a joy,
Saw his life as a toy,
He cried for fun,
His happiness to come.

He used beautiful meds,
To clear his mind’s mess,
He craved for sweetness,
Killing his loneliness.

They come along, move on,
After all he stays with none,
Another sweet dream has done,
Maybe it’s just a good sign.

Close your heart's door,
Your true self is not a bore,
Loneliness is actually a help,
To be in harmony with yourself.
My flipflops got so
happy when I put them on
They kept clapping me

:-)
I love my flipflops :)
My proudest work comes from water and dirt
Artistry and patience is my quirk
With a bucket and tools my options are endless
Small vessel, medium vessel, large vessel

My soft hands feel with the clay
My steady hands become the clay
Keeping the vessel together and contained
My vessel is a blossom sprouted from water and dirt
This poem was the very 1st that I have ever written. i decided to write about something I love and thats pottery, i hope that you enjoy!
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