"beween" poems
She was a Hatfield
And I a McCoy
It was just love beween
A girl and a boy
Our daddies grandaddies
And those from before
Might think us irreverant
To open that door
She lived two towns over
It was love at first sight....
We would slip out and meet
Every Sat. night
The neighbors all thought
It just wasn't right
But we were in love
And it wasn't our fight
Only two counties apart
She lived in West V
My home was Kentucky
The suitor was me
To us it was foolish
The feud was so old
Even though it was famous
From the tales that were told
She lived two towns over
It was love at first sight....
We would slip out and meet
Every Sat. night
The neighbors all thought
It just wasn't right
But we were in love
And it wasn't our fight
We'd meet after dark
At a barn down the line
We were not feuding people
For that night she was mine
We would run off together
After school was complete
We'd change both our names
We would be real discreet
She lived two towns over
It was love at first sight....
We would slip out and meet
Every Sat. night
The neighbors all thought
It just wasn't right
But we were in love
And it wasn't our fight
Our folks would reject us
And spoil our joy
Cause here was a Hatfield
With a real McCoy
For now, we'll be secret
Share our love cross the fence
And we'll wait till our kin folk
Wake up with some sense
Aug 26, 2012
Aug 26, 2012 at 5:15 PM UTC
dreamingswanseyeaperturesboxboatsevergreenstarzenithgazing
~
while dreaming,
i became a swan's eye,
i was dreaming through both its apertures at once,
clicking separately, click, click shuttering
both sides from out a box, or from out a feathered,
living boat, or two, severed visions
superimposed:
evergreen under,
star over at a zenith
gazing twice over
paddling under
~
Jul 15, 2012
Jul 15, 2012 at 5:02 PM UTC
Days pass so fast beween those hills
the ones of suffering delt with skill
A heart not clensed from ill design
softer than silk, fresher than pines.
I write this thousenth letter with a mix
the juice of my oragans, stones and sticks.
So hang around if you feel alone,
and hear the letter leave the stone
and become bone from a bush.
Cast 'tween lands of firery ice
my body acts; I pay the price.
******* of a blueprint, my cardboard genes
still fail to smell a rotting dream.
The clean produce with an iron strength,
a deadly aurora of graveyard stench.
Between the rosebuds, black as soot
lies my weed-bush pushing roots.
Free to amend, from time itself;
Id then be able to cure my self.
Days do pass fast beween these hills
the ones of dementia, of feeling ill
A heart not yet ready to resign,
for there is hope in Valentine.
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 6:23 PM UTC
In the constellation of probabilities
there's but one
where we would find each other,
meet and fall in love.
Let us pray our union thrives
beween this band of narrow odds.
Feb 21, 2012
Feb 21, 2012 at 4:19 AM UTC
I see you,
as you dance behind he veil of your soul.
Do you shine so bright,
to attract faeries to
your sitting party...
Can we play together,
I have learned to dance
now
Can we wave,
and play
and dance
and sing
to see what may
come about?
Your beauty has no equal,
for it shines through you
from the place in which your soul resides,
And my love for you,
can serve to reflect
Her's for Him.
Have we dance before,
In the space between drum beats?
Somewhere beween a baby's first breahe,
and his vision of you.
I long to be near you,
can we be close?
And yet far off!
You on one peak,
and I on another,
So that we may sing
the songs of our hearts to one another,
to this Earth,
to the love within our chests,
and he invisable rhelm of infiniy.
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC
I wanted to break the silence in beween
Share some words that I really mean
While I grieve you are free
Why am I so used to this?
This is not how it's supposed to be
I thought you were honest
I innocent believed
Now I'm out of the darkness
And I can finally see
You are not who you claim to be
The silence in between
It had been foreseen
Now I feel blue
It's all because of you
So **** You
Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 5:27 PM UTC