"magnitism" poems
When I was a child
I would walk into the forest,
and wonder how so many things
could remain untouched
and unsullied by humanitys
outstretched hands.
"They must want to."
I'd think,
but there must be strong magic here
to pervert those tendencies.
I didn't feel it then,
or maybe didn't understand
what I was feeling.
When I was a young man
I would walk into the forest
and wonder how ancient
the universe was,
thinking,
"It must be a wise and thoughtful entity, that preserves such places."
Some great magnitism that holds
these places together.
And maybe magnitism
is some sort of preventative magic,
or last resort contigency,
when things grow too desperate,
or too important to lose.
When I was an adult
I would walk into the forest
and wonder why
I didn't come here more often.
The poison of modern humanity
had settled deep in my vessel,
unwilling or unable to reverse
the natural course of the pathogen of time.
Alarmed, I sat thinking,
"Maybe the magic here now works against me."
When I was an old man
I would walk into the forest
and wonder how many more times
I could come back here,
before the void reclaimed
the energy spent on my creation.
It was a simple price
we all paid
for the time
we've borrowed.
And all at once,
I didn't have to wonder
why the magic hadn't faltered
on its duty in preserving
these ancient woodlands.
Because I knew then,
that I too
would soon become
part of this magic.
-Kevin James
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 11:04 AM UTC
You got eye appeal.
That got of magnitism that attracts men to you.
And in this case I'm hooked.
To a man, we always get our interests distracted.
Some into shoes.
Many into cars
Placing the one they love further down the line.
You got eye appeal.
And it's a quality better than *** appeal.
Which you also have.
When you walk.
Many eyes are upon you.
That's the power you have the ability to do.
When you speak.
Instantly, folks pays close attention too.
Cause it's that eye appeal surrounding you.
Think about it.
Who wouldn't wants to be in your shoes?
Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 8:01 AM UTC
Make a better way of life
It's out there in the sunshine
No need for misery
It's part of the day and night
No more screaming
No manipulation
Holding back the hate
It's never too late
To find the key to success
I feel I can do great things
If I only allow love in
No more *******
Better off again and again
To smile at chaos and difficulties
There's no shame in it
Life is beautiful
An array of rainbows and butterflies
If only I let go of the past
And let the colors sparkle within
For when I am feeling good
I will be considerate to others
And give off my electric magnitism
Hoping it will rub off
And make you feel better too
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 5:22 PM UTC
It started with an S. Humbly mumbling yes no maybe i dont know oh **** vertigo should i let go. my brain was blasted, a cocktail of chemicals and superfluidious ether. The push pull ying yang fung shui grabs the heat seeking missle and grabs the brain, attracts sychronized vertacies but the magnitism flips as imaginary consequence givesway to repulsion of the imaginary sense. Pulsars pulsating sending shock waves through space time highways a terrible silence is heard then music then woah. Gravity wells staring me down warping and warming WARNING particle collision is immenent a stellar nurersy might be born of this hyperspace supernova scintilating energies might synchronize for the bonding of bodies creating a binary star system carefully dancing and explosivly romancing or it could be too much the system overloads entropy wins hot matter turned cold a black hole is formed.
Complicated intracacies to be sure. I think a caphonany was born if only i could phrophasize and figure out where my head flipped out and if there would be any imminent fallout. Wise to withhold or a missed chance to experience an amazing incredible moment where time and space may have seperated and two bodies joined in between the seams. Just amazing.
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 10:07 AM UTC
It started with an S. Humbly mumbling yes no maybe i dont know oh **** vertigo should i let go. my brain was blasted, a cocktail of chemicals and superfluidious ether. The push pull ying yang fung shui grabs the heat seeking missle and grabs the brain, attracts sychronized vertacies but the magnitism flips as imaginary consequence givesway to repulsion of the imaginary sense. Pulsars pulsating sending shock waves through space time highways a terrible silence is heard then music then woah. Gravity wells staring me down warping and warming WARNING particle collision is immenent a stellar nurersy might be born of this hyperspace supernova scintiling energies might synchronize for the bonding of bodies creating a binary star system carefully dancing and explosivly romancing or it could be too much the system overloads entropy wins hot matter turned cold a black hole is formed.
Complicated intracacies to be sure. I think a caphonany was born if only i could phrophasize and figure out where my head flipped out and if there would be any immient fallout. Wise to withhold or a missed chance to experience an amazing incredible moment where time and space may have seperated and two bodies joined in between the seams. Just amazing.
Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 11:55 AM UTC