"skelly" poems
My life is the stage.
The bright lights shimmering on the black gloss of the piano,
the intent audience beaming with anticipation,
the spine-tingling shivers you get when everything goes right.
I love the stage.
You leave it and people clammer about you,
force feeding you words of affection,
words of excitement,
words of belief.
No one ever wonders what it’s like when you leave the stage.
Do they really care?
A week after a show:
an army of fans.
Two weeks after a show:
they ask for you to do it again.
Three weeks after a show:
it’s like you never existed.
Is all you want from me a song,
a monologue,
a poem?
Did you ever stop to think that I’m more than just a voice,
a face,
a pen?
I feel like you think I’m a machine,
heartless,
soulless.
I am human too,
I am a pulse too,
and I am a soul too.
My life is the stage.
When I leave it,
I become my own shadow.
Matthew Skelly
October 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 1:34 PM UTC
When day changed to sherbert
the taste of mango slipped across my tongue
and I caught stray licks
like wet snowflakes in the summer breeze.
For a moment
no hand could touch me with that
same love;
none have since.
My hobby of sunsets and sun
rise for 15 minutes of fame--
for staring in wonder, then
fading away.
skelly*14
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC
A Skelly with thick skin,
that's the way we grow again
How else is a skeleton
supposed to walk and grin
Together, talk and better
never seem to stop and sever
Connections
You have to open up some windows
To be present with a new borne crane
Unless you want the glass to break
Graceful in its twice over pass the lake
We fashion the past as a sacred bundle
Face it and carried even through the fumble
My tribe like fallen leaves
cast Aside
Scattered and palming shade,
last the vibe
what's left when the seasons pass my guide
Abide my tattered and clawing mass arrive
It's hard but I promise
I'm smiling behind my mask my guy
Realize nothing in a vacuum
It's an ever laced chain reaction
Why did god **** Cain and faction
Cause he wasn't able ; redaction
The burden is less
when you know how to share it
The falling of mist
Pulls back at the hips
Future proof as fallen soldierS
I'm getting the gist.
May 4, 2022
May 4, 2022 at 1:22 AM UTC
I watch myself disappear
before naked eyes
and a mirror-mirror
Pixels of me de-rez
before these naked eyes
so so so thin
"You're like an angel-hair"
"You have babyskin,
a perfect aura,
and you fit-in!"
But like the most immaculate art piece
there's always a critic
I watch from afar
Wishing I was "perfect"
I keep my red-eye on the skelly in the mirror
oh my God
everything's so much clearer.
Mar 23, 2012
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Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 8:21 PM UTC
some-times I'll push my finger
down on my skin, my face
just to check
just to see
Jun 25, 2013
Jun 25, 2013 at 12:23 AM UTC