#whys
The walls of my destiny, they fall apart
By her run into the ark, into the dark
And I fall so alone, shivering all an' all
And a him, again a him; am I betrayed another time?
But she calls and she lies I know
So she warns “You should not take it wrong"
It’s a meeting in a bar like the old mates go there all
And I die as I find the whys; the lies
And the sighs; they fill the nights
And I glide shedding the lights!
So there they are hidden; behind the shames of eyes!
Dressing up their nasty crimes!
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 10:00 PM UTC
My Heart is Drenched in Why’s
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climb to my listening post,
poet-on-the-roof, willing every step,
climb way up to the top of the stairs,
entrance marked POETRY, courtesy
of the bldg. super, an olden friend,
a concerned citizen, humorist, human,
somedays nurse to his corona haloed tenants.
the view of the ****** not laudatory, visible in a 360 degree perspective is of city grunched, scrunched, covered in
in silent spoke poems, overused views, words that don’t change
a thing, for my heart sees only dimly, being that my disheartened
vision is drenched, diminished, disabled by and in why’s.
ask seer~super what rhymes with why, smiling, an instantaneous poetry helper, having created, an officiel expert, as in everything, reply’s “why, why most famously rhymes with, why, everyone knows is try!”
so I try, three times, try, try, try again to puzzle
why, my heart is drenched in magenta,
who has willed this, not I, my distilled voice,
wants, does roof shout, but try as I might,
the reverb of unanswered is the slap of more
drenching, quiet silencing, and the weightiness
of too many weightless words returned stamped
“no forwarding address, and we know not why.”
Jul 12, 2020
Jul 12, 2020 at 5:25 PM UTC
It is a sad twist of faith
To be here in this place
Looking at pieces
That belonged to you
A weird feeling
as the moon is full
On the same day you had
made the walk down the road
~Feeling the energy makes me want to cry~
As I think,
"What if I had been here on that day"
...Many weeks ago
Admiring the hard work
With what you had built with your time
I would of said
What my heart truly thinks
What an amazing job
You did
Instead, letting time slip away
And I am here
staring at the scatter pieces
you had left to no one
Filling myself up with the mistakes
I should of changed
to had helped you
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 9:31 AM UTC
noah wide dee ya when,
where, why or how then
thine ark of in sight fullness, pen
(viz uber taurus), men
sans quirky physiological ken
focus a ford did afore hen
chosen poetic themed word den.
this tire less un escort head
eureka moment (regarding
figurative crash test
dummy awakening) drove home
this aye opening
****** tin, peculiar, pated preserve.
this contemplative bore
ring emotive, five and fifty four
year old cannot pinpoint bon jour
if thee essential addle brain lesser more
of mine heard from a thread
reputable broadcast, read
an article of con fey head
door ration online or elsewhere bred
such as storied pay
periodical. nor can i lay
vouchsafe these myopic gray
brown eyes bore awareness fey
via watching an expose.
though lack of identifying you
might think bistro, milieu, venue,
et cetera, one comment true
lee can be averred with certainty.
sometime within a small crick
number of years ago, a kick
a** super ***** crowned cow lick
a phenomenal humungous slick
cranium tried to play cheap trick.
subsequently, this beastie boy
experienced a numb skull syndrome.
while linkedin to this zone
seize **** sal lad frosted stone
er flakey state, this acute up pone
hirsute, oblate spheroid hone
betook chrome dome grown.
spongiform territory
noodle could now know
wing lee hone a vaster tract.
Even a poe Pud'n Head Wilson
like myself understand ably
venerated woke full perception!
ma mind took laser like focus,
which brought notice, viz
enlargement of sacred brain power,
and hence spurred the above title.
once me noggin came
to this hyper awareness frame
(some unknown small game
number of years gone by), name
ming deliberate scrutiny cherished tame
intelligent pod wither ya find me vain.
visual cognition alerted - holy cow
my curiosity how
circumference of ancillary now
anatomical accouterment pow
wore lee atop shoulders without doubt tow
er became larger since taking vow
visual stock (of said) most vital wow
constituent body part. aye aint
got any hard data (hmm... maybe
Cambridge Analytica might know
a tidbit or two) pertaining to this
indisputable cognizance, where
expanding cerebral gray matter
iz concerned. only via circumspection
(more so refined since the recent
forced quantum leap into muddled,
molly coddled, middle age),
this distinct heady revelation
vied to be capitalized, gratified,
and limned into some semblance
of cogency.
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 3:27 PM UTC
Mind had travelled far a lot
Still can't answer all her whys
Why would someone come like that
And feed her all kinds of lies.
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 7:22 AM UTC