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julius Oct 2014
i am constantly drowning,
though very sweetly,
engulfed in a pool of ink.
the color of midnight
and ravens and coal
falls drop by drop
everytime i think.
and with this jet black liquid i
press on pure, clear white
til one by one words appear
from nowhere, into sight.

i am constantly drowning,
though very sweetly,
swallowed by a sea of paint.
the colors of stars
and rainbows and light
fall drop by drop,
i'm without complaint.
and with these hues and a brush i
smear on pure, clear white
til a picture appears
from nowhere, into sight.
Mary Christopher Oct 2014
They told us we must go
It's the opportunity of a lifetime
They said
But how do they know?
Do you see them here?
Among the empty stares
And crowded stairs
Do you see them here?

So why do we all feel
Like we brought them?
They're here with us
In our minds
Filled with equations and Latin translations
And these people
They are there too, aren't they?
Seeping into our thoughts

We don't want them there,
But are they the only reason we're here?
We tell ourselves we came
To get away from them
But I think we all came
To bring them with us
To show that even though we are gone
There is where we belong.

We are all out of place
So out of place, in fact,
That we fit together perfectly
Like a puzzle
Each piece a part of a different picture
But shaped to fit each other
Redefined cookie-cutter children
That's what we are

The dough of our minds
Has already been sliced
But everyone tries their best to be different
So they paint pretty pictures
To display what is inside
You are holding my brush
What do you see?
Redefine me.


m.c.c.
Elioinai Oct 2014
Laugh and slide your finger through the lavender,
Swirl it upon the wall and draw on all your love,
Make stars from liquid gold in silver jars,
Crimson lips in frowns no more,
Sparkles on my cheeks from glitter not our tears,
Make a house of evergreen, for it will hold for many years.
Laugh as you stretch out the beams of sun,
Across my beaming face,
Paint me happy in your arms with colors all about.
October 19, 2012
Donna Bella Oct 2014
The excitement of a child
Is in you when you get a new artist tool
Write,color,paint
It's an artist tool
It's all new
It all you
You figure out what you want to do first
With the new tool
Your a child
Full of joy and happiness
I'm that child with a new tool
Serenity Elliot Oct 2014
Roly poly helicopter
Spinning and toppling on a splatter of pink liquid paint
The sharp sound of blackberries and the taste of an oboe
Under the neon night sky glinting with frozen lollipops
Night gazing
Shooting star
Make a wish
Wonder
From afar...

Full moon
Blazing bright
Keep moving
Everything
Will be alright

Simple silence
She says to me
With wired words
L'Amour
It's not meant to be...

So wish undone
Still I'll move on
Progressive regression
Is not
Worth none


Still we breathe
Arms still reach
For dreams
Stretched
At the seams

Days go by
Sun still rises
My love,
Life is full of
Surprises

Sir prises open
Empty jars of Paint
Life lacks
Colour, he says
And you grow faint

Resilience helps
Pull through woes
Unseen by
Other folk
But she knows


Deep down
Within her soul
There IS love
Out there, another
Half to make her whole

Never give up
Keep faith alive
My dearest one,
Even without love
You will survive

*Yet don't survive
Just not to die
Love every
Day and spread
Your catching smile

You complete many
Link even more
You matter,
Are important,
Maintain our core
It was such a joy to work with Conor,  he's truly a sweetheart. ❤
Conor~Italics
Daniel Mashburn Sep 2014
My eyelids paint a picture that I just can't recognize
I thought at first that it was you. But it was sorrow in disguise.
Frustrated Poet Sep 2014
I sat on an old bench
Near that oak tree
Searched for the ideal spot
Provide the perfect lighting
From where I shall picture the view.
I stared at the vast blue blanket
Listened to the beautiful noise it makes
The atmosphere hovered with tranquility
I am at peace, drifting in serenity
I watched as the sky turned to
fiery red to comely orange
Slowly indigo creeps in
with a touch of navy blue
All shades of strong hue.
I took a deep breath and sighed
Another attempt to interpret your loveliness
On a blank canvass
I see it clear in my mind
And I started to sketch.
A stroke tinted to perfection
Lines and circles to describe affection
A shade to remind me
how bright your eyes glistened
Down to emptiness shown by your eyes' darkness.
It'll take a lifetime to draw
Something as stunning as you
I'd paint the universe, if I can
Of my love for you

When the sun sets and gives the earth its daily kiss
What lovers watching sure will miss
You're the inspiration for this moment of bliss
Your existence is art and I call it masterpiece.
I'll call it a day
And put the brush down
Another praise for she
Who has the crown.
Yanni Nacpil Sep 2014
Whenever I see you,
I always think the city lights
will never be enough to
provide the joy you bring.
The lovely paintings
becomes abstract when you pass by,
You make the painters think,
what art really is.
Am I lucky? I guess.
You loved me.
But sadly,
It was temporary.
AW Sep 2012
She stepped back until the branch that hit her
Was nothing but a still part of a tree
Until the wind that had cut her skin
Didn't move her sight no more
Until she was just an observer
Of the mess her life had become
So she could set it still, paint it
As a picture more rosy than it
Ever would become
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