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Marshal Gebbie Jan 2011
Thou spinster of the silken night
Why slide beneath that sylphen cloud,
Why hide the blush of pallid cheek
To mask your secret smile in shroud ?

Pale crescent love of velvet void
A vivid splash of pinprick gems,
Suspended in black solitude
Such  beauty midst celestial friends.

Lovers kiss beneath your spell
Hand in hand they stroll the lane
Garlanded in silver light,
Ensnared within your crescent’s reign.


Thou siren voice doth wax and wane
These very oceans sing your song,
As seabirds ply your ebbing tides
And global winds blow clear and strong.


Lunar light threads through tree boughs
Casting lurid shadows bare,
Causing wolves to crouch and howl
At living, moonbeam shards in air.


Oh sister of the silent night
Feel the haunting call of owl,
Scan the forest’s shadowed light,
Gild the snow clad mountain’s cowl.


Thou spinster of the silken night
Rest thy secrets in thy soul,
Fade as shadows blend  to day,
Relenquish all to sun's control..



Marshal Gebbie
Victoria Park Tunnel
14 January 2011
DM Aug 2013
Shiney, spirely sparklelights,
Embraced within my dreams,
Holding me steadfast in day to day reality,
Something moved and something changed,
I had to get away,
So I ran.
Home was no place for me anymore,
I cried crystal tears,
That no one would wipe away,
Abandoned by my loved ones,
I sprinted through the low-hung clouds,
And unable, at my age, to cross the street alone,
I headed to the backyard-garden,
And sat there,
in a tree.
Surrounded by a thousand leaves,
The susseration did abound,
No one would stop looking,
Until at last I'm found.
From way up here,
And looking down,
The people looked like ants,
And uncles,
My mother and father,
hoping for charade,
And gently dropping excuses for my behaving badly,
I'd found my freedom,
And celebrated just a little,
My new-found power,
Which I would never relenquish.
mw May 2014
We’ve made it. We ***** and moan about growing up, how we grew up, and now that we’ve grown up, what we’re going to do. Maybe the secret to surviving it all is not looking forward or looking back, but looking to the present as the only thing that can conceivably be altered in your favor.
2. Don’t condemn because of what you’ve heard from others. That quote saying “small minds talk about other people,” is cheesy, but also very true. And people, no matter how seemingly kind-hearted, have a nasty way of diverging down roads of rumor and scandal.
3. Relenquish the idea that you’ll ever be in full control. The winds of change, or time, or love, or development are always blowing; wild and strong. Don’t turn your sails the other way, stand in the hurricane and yell, “I am willing!”
4. Believing in the power of something, whether it be an object, a song, or a ritual, doesn’t make you a sucker and it doesn’t mean you are a lesser person. We all need something bigger than ourselves to fall into when the branches of our arboreal haven that we’ve built comes shattering down. Often time, those branches land in the ground as spikes and we are impaled. So turn to your dance, your god, your love.
5. Document your world. It will never be quite the same as it is in this moment. This is a singular event; a speck on the timeline, never to be recreated in all that came before, or all that will come to be.
6. Learn to be alone, and after that, learn to be alone and content. Unbeknownst to you, the face looking back in the mirror is capable of resuscitating you when you find you cannot breathe. "Fight or flight is an animal response,” you tell me, “but what happens when you cannot stand to fight or run because you are at war with yourself?” Darling, I have battled with my skeleton for years, but when the front lines cave in, the only place I have ever felt at home is nuzzled somewhere between my heart and lung. Nail down a “home, sweet home” sign and settle down within.
7. We’ve made it, somehow. Remember in third grade when your class planted beans, and you checked on your sprout every day. One day, you came into class and against the weight of the soil, your green sprout had pushed its head out and was greeting the sun. You’ve broken the surface. You’re new and green, and there’s still a long way to go. But, you made it. So, enjoy this moment, and look forward to the next one.
Graduation has gotten to me. Enjoy.
To whisper "I love you" into her ear,
The greatest joy of my life.
Tickling hair as I lay near,
Brightest star in my night.

Here she stars on a stage,
Overwhelming the crowd.
Grace unmet in every age,
Their silent applause roars loud.

I long to be a part of her,
To revel in her soul.
My darker depths begin to stir,
When I relenquish my control.

I cannot help the way I am,
So in love and so alive.
She is the sun and I the sand,
Playing in the beach of life.

Her toes form in tiny curls,
When in her sleep she dreams.
I long to know the dreaming worlds,
When she lies softly beside me.

Where does she wander nightly,
When she drifts off into sleep?
Soft breathing, ever lightly,
Her mind delving deep.

To whisper "I love you" into her ear,
The purpose for which I exist.
To pull her closer, hold her near,
Nothing greater than this.
Dressed-N-Venom Mar 2016
Life has hung me out to dry
Lucid thoughts but still I die
Take me as I am
Protect  me with your ARMORED skin
Reveal your STRENGTH from WITHIN
TAKE  ME because  I have FALLEN
Injured and oppressed
Relenquish my SILENCE
Pressures of the illuminati, tryna slide me,
Money honeys, Bentley's to Bugatti 's , but i watch the trees,
That comfort me, guard my mentality, see many casualties,
Of the industry, planted like Bobbi,
Out of the blue,
Tryna fool me and you true, to this testiments, see them up their residence,
Luxury Beverly, movin' cleverly, watch how they convert thee,
Mansions parties, inside of mansion parties, hardly,
No ones sees the truth, the plot is try to corrupt the kids, to the youth,
I stay packed with troops,
Wolf pack, instincts around bad habits, sheeps to lambs,
Make em all scram, god daamned,
We cursed on the earth,
Ask my im living, and whats my worth, since my birth,
I saw heaven inside of hell,.light to darkness, linked parallel,
Missed the ship that sails,
On the brainwaves, everybody loves to say okay okay,
I just sit at the dock of the bay, and play,
Howlin' wolf, smokin' stacks of lightning, to enlighten,
My melanin shells, people fightjn' for chips, but they been done stale,





Thinking about the promotions, thats coastin,
In motions, violence lays the ultimate emotions,
Got folks fighting folks, they never even heard of,
All for in the name of ******,
Ink when its put on the sheets,
I lay it thick, thicker than concrete,
Everybody movin' feet,
To technology that constantly defeats, repeats,
Of the everyday same thang, same critics that want to sang,
To the streets and slang, businesses to the hoods that bang,
Threw away the keys,
To false reality, now everybody made at me, cuz i see,
The light that shines too bright,
I play like Brian McKnight,
I cross lines likes mines anytime,  i grind, i blow up the sign,
So yall can see the game, bird language, hard to relenquish,
The flows that i throw,
Faster than Flo Jo, running the tracks, and it's like that,
You could untan me and ill still be black,
But back to the facts,
And I'll stand on that, they could cut me, and I still won't crack,
We keep loaded gats, packed up in the place like fat rats,

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