"assunder" poems
It seems that I am indeed
Just another lost soul
Perhaps Floyd was right
Maybe the world is a fishbowl
But you see, the trouble
In all of this nonsense
Is that I still hope to see
You hop over my fence
Please tear down my wall
Oh, won't you come in?
I've been feeling comfortable
Yet numb, dismissing my sin
So what are we?
Essentially good, or not?
Do you find favor in Socrates?
Is Nietzche's idea the one you bought?
Let's question, let us wonder
Should my thoughts go assunder
Don't tip or toe, or go tumbling under
Nevermind the noise, it's just thunder
Get caught up in the spark
The rigid structure of light
Because you are alive
So live this gift of your life
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 12:17 AM UTC
Hearts of flint spark when collided
Bright bursts of light illuminate
Two paths finite convergance
Its a splayed line frayed where divided
Then returned to darkness winding blinded
Temptress spark degenerate
Into a throb of blunted thunder
Doomed to resonate
Their cataclysmic blunder
Permanence, a word unraveled
Illusions torn and thrown assunder
Mar 22, 2010
Mar 22, 2010 at 12:23 PM UTC
3am and the sky was split
by the mighty bolt that the heavens lit
then Thor did speak, intimidating, loud
and his voice did shatter both mind and cloud
mighty bolts were more unleashed
to sear the eyes and shatter trees
which burst assunder into flames
but his plan was just to maim
to leave the scars upon the land
and thus came torrential rain
to extinguish trees
consumed by flame
but the pain and scars remain
as Thor played his mighty game
and vent his wrath upon mankind
for 3 long hours his voice was heard
fearce bolts from blackened skys
were hurled
striking fear into mankind
what angered Thor to vent his wrath
upon feeble humans trapped below
perhaps its time for man to change
to revert once more to natures game
and a better life to live
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 1:45 AM UTC
Fire is the sun and the moon
These dusty fields and broken streets I walk through
Fire is everyday and every word
And I am ashes
Ashes
Spread amongst the purslain
And the charging ocean winds
The vestigial glint of hope
I am ashes
Now
A ceremony
As ashes fall into place
I have to die
To be reborn
Oh
How have I died?
Only in your eyes and in your arms
I was burning with the rage of bullets
And pin-struck amorous lighting
A thousand needles
Each speaking the name of the flame
And stubbornly stabbing
My mind ablaze in torrid heat
How have I died?
Only in whatever way I had to
I am ashes
Falling slowly from the life I used to have
When all was fire
And I was cinder
I am ashes
Formulating in unexplained definitions
Where love is death and birth
The let of knowing holding on
And no wind could tarry me assunder
I am ashes
From a life before
A living heartbeat
And belief
I am ashes
Falling into place
Every little part of me
Who I was
And who I'll be
Jun 17, 2016
Jun 17, 2016 at 4:41 AM UTC
fury
of the lion:
golden warpath garland
thundering soul set forth by roar
sovereign savanna rex, pride in plain sight
majesty unkempt like his mane
heavy the head that wears
the primal crown...
fury
vision
of the eagle:
corneal coronas
scorch earth from soaring apexes
taloned streaks of lightning tear assunder
the prey of a thousand yard stare
she is a feathered seer
perched in a nest
vision
venom
of the viper:
his husk made of mica
syringed fangs apportion wisdom
slithering past Achilles' heel to heart
from perceptive directions hissed
strait tongues fork in the road
coursing in vein
venom
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:23 PM UTC
Motorised thunder,
Tearing the forests assunder,
Death lay in their wake,
And the fear, no, 'tis not fake.
Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 12:11 AM UTC
the evidence is here.
the water boatmen, long tailed
**** the state of the tide,
other misdemeanors.
i dreamed of japan, woke
assunder, messages
broke.
i made a bottle, then
the witnesses came.
it was quiet day in the studio.
sbm.
May 3, 2013
May 3, 2013 at 9:33 AM UTC
Let's burn this mother down
'Til no sign can be found
In the ashes of the vanities
That stain this ****** ground
Let's tear into another
Wasted day and rend assunder
The travesties and casualties
We've all been washing down
Let's purposely manhandle
What we know to be a gamble
For the chances that we've taken
In this god forsaken land
Haven't brought us to our maker
No mistaking there are fakers
But partaking by our silence
Still leaves us with ****** hands
Let's drive another nail
Into the heart of what's for sale
We've sold our dreams for lesser things
It's time that we prevail
So let's burn this mother down
'Til no sign can be found
In the ashes if the vanities
That stain this ****** ground
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 10:56 PM UTC
The days I fall hardest,
Are the ones kindest,
And were I to surrender,
Then all go assunder.
Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 8:40 PM UTC
doubt they will ever
be written, certainly
not this day, the
thirteenth of anniversary.
there will be reams, and ink
satined fingers, hair assunder,
wild eyes for the work. it is hotter,
we stick to linen
sheets. remember the words
from first, to last,
to write.
it will be a soliary task,
where no one enters,
consumes our tea.
the memoires may be written,
in the garden.
sbm.
Jul 13, 2013
Jul 13, 2013 at 12:37 AM UTC
Beaten by nature,
Beaten by fate,
Abandoned by the future,
Shackled by hate;
Everything against us,
Nothing works,
All conspire against us,
Nothing works;
Robbers gain entry,
Ransack our spaces,
With brazen effrontery,
Descecrate our ladies;
Kidnappers abduct us,
Demand huge ransome,
We sell the horse,
But **** regardless the sum;
Terrorists massacre worshippers,
Leave trails of congealed blood,
Whole families in tatters,
Children cry, "why Lord?!"
Soldiers brutalise,
Intimidate and harass us,
Shoot with evident lies,
Then carry on without fuss;
The police betray truly,
Always hostile,
Never friendly,
Quick to open case file;
The government hate us,
From cradle to grave,
They rob us,
Then force us to behave;
The people, non wiser,
Mob and burn one another,
Rather than bond together,
They allow differences tear assunder.
Oct 19, 2022
Oct 19, 2022 at 8:29 AM UTC
Haggard fields,
A frozen landscape in ruins.
The last pale light of winter,
Fading over the horizon.
My lungs assunder
My hands covered in cheap wool,
The barn I dreamt weeps in hushed silences
Feb 13, 2024
Feb 13, 2024 at 4:48 PM UTC
I am not afraid,
To be honest with you,
My love for you is true,
Sharper, it is, than a two-edged blade.
Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 8:23 AM UTC
She is a predator, that boldly strides through sunshine,
she left her post all day
...she lounged in the sky
Contented for an eternity,
in a world without time.
She's a passenger... nearly full and fertile.
never been hollow
forever a cascading chorus of birdsong
the tiny sacrifices delivered daily
...No longer sinking, moored in a glass still harbor
direct and vivacious.
She is flesh ... blissfully encased
around a custom molded cylinder
...Terminated
...set free
a spirit of blood and skin
vacating this realm
She throws down coins of laughter
that fill my bowl like alms
Despair torn assunder
by satin palms
and smooth words
thank you for rejecting this
...they torment us
I will take with my touch
the poison be ******
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
Bestowed by a summers dream
A winters sleep
A falls cool sigh
And a springs daring eye
To lead with a love like no other
To cry with tears of paths torn assunder
To help and love and throw it all away, just dreaming about someday
But someday is never now and someday is never tomorrow
But someday just one-day I'd like to live like someday could be tomorrow
In an hour, a minute, a second
I'd like a chance where I wouldn't go and wreck it
A time, a place, a segment of space where I can find a someday
A someday to be
To live without need or want or worry
Where I can float in life instead of hurry
To live and breathe calm serenity
To fix an aimless path
And be by just being
Instead of forced believing in a tomorrow when tomorrow never comes
Everyday is the same day
No love is true love and even if it were its not my love
Because who could find love in aimless wandering?
Who could love a creature with no direction?
Who knows not head from foot or ceiling from ground.
Because of a someday I will dream until tomorrow
For a life that was earned and never meant to borrow
Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 12:56 PM UTC
beasts of fire
and guilt,
cannot fly, nor trace
the air with wings.
tethered angel,
in despair lowered eyes
and wept.
for those assunder,
need no
deprivation.
play the music softly.
we heard the canary sing.
sbm
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 1:50 AM UTC
it happens to most of us,
some times, other times,
seem good, almost boring.
it knocks us sideways,
even assunder. i asked you
to carry me.
yet, you left me outside
in the rain. it has been
like this for days. wet.
most of us get over it.
use an umbrella.
sbm.
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 2:04 AM UTC
My eyes are open
I don't know where I stand
Welcomed into a world divided by credo
Everybody supporting a faith
A faith they fail to investigate
Searching for a creator
One unseen,one near and far
Told to be closest to those pure in heart
A father we all seek in ways diverse incomprehensible by the mind
Division among His children all in the name of spiritual enlightenment
The world is lost, I wail
Fighting each other because they follow a God they claim embodies LOVE
I believe in a God, my origin
My eyes are open,so must yours
Let's face reality and unite as one
Earth is our home, God is for us all
Let us keep our minds filled with the catchphrase" we are one people and one nation"
What God has put together let no man put assunder
May 31, 2019
May 31, 2019 at 9:55 AM UTC
Modern pieces less than broke
Greater than places to store them
Less than assunder
Torn
greater than
By bankcraft
Greater than
Frightened less than
By Cowering
Wretched
Towering
Greater than shivers
of unending
Guarantees of happiness
Basically
unkept
Promises
Opening up to swallow
Your less than ninth
scented sensed
Throated
Greater than less
Om
Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 2:02 AM UTC