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786 · Sep 2018
My yin and yang
Dan Sep 2018
Coco and Minnie
Minie is Minnie
Pitch black with amber eyes
Two full moons on an autumn night
Untamed and toiling with mischief
Coco is Coco
Smooth white with brilliant blue eyes
Restless oceans of spontaneity
As tempered as Neptune
If they've taught me anything
It's that I am out of control
282 · Jul 2018
If I Could Tell You
Dan Jul 2018
Time will say nothing but I told you so,
Time only knows the price we have to pay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.

If we should weep when clowns put on their show,
If we should stumble when musicians play,
Time will say nothing but I told you so.

There are no fortunes to be told, although,
Because I love you more than I can say,
If I could tell you I would let you know.

The winds must come from somewhere when they blow,
There must be reasons why the leaves decay;
Time will say nothing but I told you so.

Perhaps the roses really want to grow,
The vision seriously intends to stay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.

Suppose the lions all get up and go,
And all the brooks and soldiers run away;
Will Time say nothing but I told you so?
If I could tell you I would let you know.

-W. H. Auden
Favorite poem
208 · Jul 2018
Conscience
Dan Jul 2018
I have read you
A lifetime
And all you heard
Was yourself
185 · Aug 2018
Fade to black
Dan Aug 2018
My eyes my eyes
They tell me lies
I know my ears
Have failed
For years
The light shines on
an elaborate illusion
A prickly rose bush
Of confusion
From the pedals
To the thorns
Ignorance is torn
I savored the sweet sent of roses
An now find myself sinking
Into the dust
182 · Aug 2018
The Den
Dan Aug 2018
You can shame the lion
For having claws
When your bravery ends
At your finger tips

Who will you turn to
When the fire dies
When the wolves circle
180 · Aug 2018
I probably wrote this drunk
Dan Aug 2018
Show me where the rainbow ends
Where the colors fade
Black and white begins
Where is the line between the truth
and a lie
Whether your happy or sad
You still cry
Is knowledge an illusion
An unobtainable thing
We lack the first note
Of a song we wish to sing
Yet we dance about this rock
we call home
Singing away as if we were alone
Two eyes so I can see
But the blind know as much as me
The mind is a house of locked doors
Endless stairs and untouched floors
178 · Aug 2018
Untitled
Dan Aug 2018
You wouldn't cry
If you needed
To hold it in

I can't begin to know
Where your troubles
Begin
78 · Sep 2020
Title
Dan Sep 2020
Rain will nurture crops
Floods will destroy villages

— The End —