#shack
Sitting in the front of shack,
I'm watching the rain falling.
Everything is so fresh,
All colours are very clear.
My cat is watching me,
Quietly from the high,
Wishing come down to me,
In his huge green eyes.
But he didn't make a move;
It's all in water and wet.
But that's ok i guess,
Still watching the rain.
The cat cought my look,
And i cought his look;
Playing the old look game,
Who's gonna blink first.
Thinking on victory, i lost.
The game made me laugh.
Both, still watching the rain,
Only in a different way.
May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 2:25 PM UTC
Beware young and old alike
for the place that is a scary sight.
Its the Pirate's Cove
sure enough, by jove.
Protected by Sunset Reef,
raiders there will come to grief.
There amongst the shoals
many here have lost their souls.
Daring ones who venture
there by skiff,
often fail to spy their shack,
under the cliff.
The shack is there
though hard to see.
Tattered and weathered
and leaning alee.
Their fighting ship
is hard to seek,
for its hidden well up
the nearby creek.
Bloodthirsty pirates
ready to take your life,
to poke you or stab you
with their long, sharp knife.
In the early morning
they may be snoring,
after a wild night
of drinking and sporting.
Pray not wake them
or you risk your life,
by tasting the
bite of their trusty knife.
Seeking their chests
filled with gold
may land you down
in the depths so cold.
So lads and lasses
stay away
and live to see
another day.
Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 6:48 PM UTC
baby since you don't
love me anymore
I feel splinters of pain
in my heart's core
you went away leaving
an aching so deep
why couldn't you stay
close to my keep
the void of emptiness
brings no elation
only the essence
of soul deprivation
baby them splinters
ain't
too
good
baby them splinters
so
hurtful
of
wood
baby them splinters
mean
in
sting
baby them splinters
cruel
of
ping
you've gone and won't
ever be back
your love for me
but a destitute shack
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 7:10 AM UTC
I was young, we were naive
we knew we had the option, but didn't see why anyone would ever leave
it was easier back then to give the benefit of doubt
to all the words rolling off of a forked tongue
it was easy to believe
when we were young. We were naive.
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 1:58 AM UTC
We gather here a consciousness
collected,
coincidentally of convenience.
Derelict, the meek once scattered
were rejected,
by grace discovers providence
as brothers in uncommon sense-
-abilities receive projected
condemnation, misdirected.
Come
be who you are,
you have done well-come be who you are.
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 8:05 PM UTC
I want to live
in a tin roofed shack
with a cooking fire underneath
that curls up its smoke
from under an iron ***
watch blue dark clouds
Roll in over the hours
so I can hear it's music
beat a rhythm out on my tin roof
Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
Comes quite quickly end denies
No longer able fantasize
What a fool prioritize
To feed myself such wicked lies
Overwhelms in tortured cries
The only love ive known still dies
What a fool, you, I despise
Feebly I demonize
Oh god agree **** compromise
Take me instead this ****** surprise
So ******* wrong, internalize
To walk your shoes arent my size
Someday dunno when realiez
The good, the bad, and always dies
We all born will live to die
Be so torn, we'll give our lies
Free to mourn all ****** goodbyes
Agree adorned with compromise
I'm still here
Do they hear?
By all means what I held dear
Forest falling, no one near
I donno quite how I appear
All I know is we're
Alive
I'm still here
Revive
good cheer
To thrive
my dear
The drive
to steer
Alive we hear
Alive we're here
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 4:24 PM UTC
Ye old rickety shack
weathered by time
holding onto memories
of heavy snowfalls and blistering heat
What was life like before the cracks?
Ye old rickety shack
letting moonlight seep through you
revealing a flicker of life
in the night
Is there something more within you?
Ye old rickety shack
barely standing in the field
tossed aside
by the hands that created you
Did rejection hurt?
Ye old rickety shack
haven't moved in twenty years
a carcass stripped down to it's skeleton
to leave an ugly shell.
Did it hurt to die?
Ye old rickety shack
did it hurt?
Ye old rickety shack
did it?
Ye old rickety shack
May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 12:36 AM UTC