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The wind screamed outside And yet I wasn't afraid I engaged and took the ride Accepting the path that it made It lead me out of my own mind It was beautiful, I danced and I played But I returned terrified Because it looks like I could fall on my own blade ©2024
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Sep 2, 2024
Sep 2, 2024 at 2:44 AM UTC
~•§•~ Out of My Mind ~•§•~
_As his feet moved even faster, and he twirled and whirled and cantered across the stage, it was as if he existed in an indeterminate space - blinded by the footlights, deafened by the orchestra, absorbed in his own rumbustious choreography. Beyond the pit, in the anonymous darkness, the audience rippled and flared appreciatively in response. So he danced on until, with a final rapturous gesture of his outstretched arms, he plunged to earth as dizzy as a snowflake. And waited. The silence shifted. The soft rumble of engine noise played softly in the background, while the chain-link fence rattled in the squall which blew fresh off the harbour. He opened his eyes and watched the cars crawling across the overbridge above him; the empty basketball court littered with yesterday’s snack papers lay in shadow. In the middle distance, a familiar figure walked briskly towards him. ‘Matthew! Matthew! You come here this secon’ or I’ll whip your **** right off, already.’ ‘Yes, Auntie.’ ‘What you doin’ tryna waste good time?’ ‘Nothin’, Auntie.’ ‘Ain’t that the truth, boy.’ As he stooped to gather up his satchel, Matthew saw out of the corner of his eye the concertmaster lower his instrument, incline his head, and begin to tap his music stand with his bow. From the balconies the first of a thousand rose petals began to fall with the evening rain, the applause thundered while the lightning clapped, and there in the gods stood his mother waving and blowing kisses at him, as he followed his aunt down East Street towards home._
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Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 10:29 PM UTC
As Dizzy As A Snowflake
_As his feet moved even faster, and he twirled and whirled and cantered across the stage, it was as if he existed in an indeterminate space - blinded by the footlights, deafened by the orchestra, absorbed in his own rumbustious choreography. Beyond the pit, in the anonymous darkness, the audience rippled and flared appreciatively in response. So he danced on until, with a final rapturous gesture of his outstretched arms, he plunged to earth as dizzy as a snowflake. And waited. The silence shifted. The soft rumble of engine noise played softly in the background, while the chain-link fence rattled in the squall which blew fresh off the harbour. He opened his eyes and watched the cars crawling across the overbridge above him; the empty basketball court littered with yesterday’s snack papers lay in shadow. In the middle distance, a familiar figure walked briskly towards him. ‘Matthew! Matthew! You come here this secon’ or I’ll whip your **** right off, already.’ ‘Yes, Auntie.’ ‘What you doin’ tryna waste good time?’ ‘Nothin’, Auntie.’ ‘Ain’t that the truth, boy.’ As he stooped to gather up his satchel, Matthew saw out of the corner of his eye the concertmaster lower his instrument, incline his head, and begin to tap his music stand with his bow. From the balconies the first of a thousand rose petals began to fall with the evening rain, the applause thundered while the lightning clapped, and there in the gods stood his mother waving and blowing kisses at him, as he followed his aunt down East Street towards home._
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I sought a small space called quiet and silence found me wrapped me up with comfort held me gently with the strength of a mountain healed me all the way through loved me as a child rejoiced and danced and carried me into eternity
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Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 11:10 AM UTC
silence
Freckles danced on her skin Dolphins swimmed in her eyes Caramel strickled down her hair The shield held well for her broken soul
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Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 10:20 PM UTC
Broken soul.
I am parched, I am starved, Cried the little leaf, Steeped in grief. The branch swayed it to sleep, Embracing it in a firm grip. Suddenly the clouds bellowed, The skies opened, The trees woke up with a start, Silver drops of rain drenched the bark, To the roots they streamed, The barren land screamed, As the downpour on it tapdanced, Soaking the caked earth , Filling it with joy and mirth. The air was rich with sweet petrichor of rain, The little leaf chuckled again and again, The green colour surged in its vein. The landscape beamed, As the rain strummed and drummed, Tinkled and thrummed, While the wind played heavenly symphony.
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Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 5:53 PM UTC
At Last Rain!
It is late. Time is slipping still Right through my fingers. Hard against my will This taste of liquor lingers, Urging me to take a drink and Lose myself. But then I find His fingertips gently brush hands When his soul is absent from mind. In a free fall, he sees What I know. The whisky illuminates The path between the trees, The path we walked in many states- I stood on his toes And we danced.
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 2:22 AM UTC
We Danced
A thousand shouting calvary Raise arms and tails They surround me On all sides No where to run No where to hide But as the guitar slides My dreaming becomes Alive. Thru the meadows of metal Luscious as laced lasses Eyes green as the greenest grasses With big ol' ... Glasses, of wine-for-the-soul, The beats move my control From hot to cold Im frank, Your bold Hold strong It won't be too long now Till we dance and sing Vow He died for you too "dah de by o" Yes, YOU too!
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 3:03 PM UTC
muse. ic.
Every night I go down my secret staircase I have in my bedroom No one knows about it expect me of cores When the clock strikes midnight I open the green door behind my bed And start to quietly walk down my secret staircase I magically turn into a beautiful lady when I touch the final step The room is beautiful It has many pathways to a new journey In one room I fought a bear In the other I danced with my princess Even in the last room to the right I slayed a dragon! Each room is amazing and great each experience A new start and ending to every adventure
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 2:34 PM UTC
Pathways