"stange" poems
_my stange addiction - Billie Eilish_
No, Billie, I haven't done that dance since my wife died
There's a whole crowd of people out there who need to learn how to do the Scarn
Don't ask questions you don't wanna know
Learned my lesson way too long ago
To be talking to you, belladonna
Shoulda taken a break, not an oxford comma
Take what I want when I wanna
And I want ya
Bad, bad news
One of us is gonna lose
I'm the powder, you're the fuse
Just add some friction
You are my strange addiction
You are my strange addiction
My doctors can't explain
My symptoms or my pain
But you are my strange addiction
I'm really, really sorry
I think I was just relieved to see that Michael Scarn got his confidence back
Yeah, Michael, that movie is amazing
It's like, one of the best movies I've ever seen in my life
Deadly fever, please don't ever break
Be my reliever 'cause I don't self medicate
And it burns like a gin and I like it
Put your lips on my skin and you might ignite it
Hurts, but I know how to hide it, kinda like it
Bad, bad news
One of us is gonna lose
I'm the powder, you're the fuse
Just add some friction
You are my strange addiction
You are my strange addiction
My doctors can't explain
My symptoms or my pain
But you are my strange addiction
Bite my glass, set myself on fire
Can't you tell I'm crass?
Can't you tell I'm wired?
Tell me "Nothing lasts"
Like I don't know
You could kiss my as-king about my motto
You should enter it in festivals
Or carnivals
Thoughts?
Pretty good reaction
Pretty cool, right?
You are my strange addiction
You are my strange addiction
My doctors can't explain
My symptoms or my pain
But you are my strange addiction
Did you like it? Did you like that?
Um, which part?
Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 11:01 AM UTC
Where the stars turn to rust,
I hit it right
and it made me wild with thought
that before we know where we are
It will be Spring
and She will enter
I did not enjoy seeing you the other day
and I wear your necklace as a reminder
of sweet things and of your seduction
my heart regards me, steadfastly
with tiny, bright eyes, and
ultimately retreats rejoicing
in the strength of ten thousand archers
golden arrows fly
so numerous they blot out the sun
Stange shadows come alive and
when shall I play for you the music of the
April rain?
Jan 18, 2022
Jan 18, 2022 at 1:04 PM UTC
Dear us,
The us we know.
The us we feel, breathe, and see.
Its like a summers day, mid july.
We seem so happy
From the inside looking out
Everyone has us down for the count
Every fight, Every bicker
The clock is ticking quicker
Bets being made about a date
We call "Anniversary"
The world is a cold play. But in here,
In this house we placed,
We've built a theater, a stange for a play,
A play in which we titles "our relationship"
Its warm. Like a summers day, mid july.
Dear us,
The us they see.
The us the nit-pick
Down the the last fine grit.
The us the criticize and judge
"She to fat, to ugly" "He's gay and annoying"
Things they say to hurt us, to break us.
"Why?" The ask and question.
As if they expect an answer
That doesn't exist.
But it does. The answer is love.
Dear us,
Never lose love.
Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 8:12 PM UTC
~~~
I walk toward forgiveness
a mountain steep and high
the cold wind catches my breath
as I hike toward the sky
how can I endure this pain
these perpetrators wrought?
don't they know how much they hurt me
the suffering they brought?
why did GOD allow it?
why didn't HE step in?
why did He let them wound me so?
*why did He let them win?*
as I search for a foothold
in a rough and rugged climb
I search for the answers
I ask for a sign
"look back at the trailhead"
is what the Lord replied
I saw there a rugged cross
where He bled and died
"I suffered persecution.
is it too hard for you
to understand my loving grace
*should cover those folks too?*
"while you hold your hatred
even though you have the grounds
you keep them shackled to you
in you they are bound!
"I know it's difficult, my child
for very hurt you've been
but I can't forgive you, Cathy
*UNTIL YOU FORGIVE THEM*
so i made a list of people
forgave and checked them off
one by one the devils strongholds
of hatred were broken off!
and so i made my way
sometimes the path was hard
but i did stop to take breathers
resting in the Lord
stange as this may seem to you
as I neared the top
the frigid wind buffeting me
seemed to lessen -
STOP!
when I stood upon the summit
it was a gentle breeze!
there were flowers everywhere!
it was 80 degrees!
I'd never seen such beauty!
as though a flag unfurled
I stood there on that mountaintop
saw the entire world!
the happiness flowed through me
I did, finally, forgive
all those who had hurt me
I could finally
LIVE
SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/25/2016
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 11:15 PM UTC
The stange thing is
my left arm is always right
****** my right arm off, for he feels
he is king, as he types most things
and if i have a stroke the left arm goes
true and surreal.
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 1:55 PM UTC
By: Cedric McClester
I paid good money
To see your show
Not to hear you sing
Songs that I don’t know
You’ve got good chops
I admit you can blow
But I’m feelin’ robbed
Of my hard earned dough
Saw your show
And I left in doubt
Scratching my head
What was it all about
New material
But what you left out
Were audience favorites
Which gave you your clout
You didn’t even sing
Your latest hit
When you left the stage
I had a fit
And what was with that outfit
That you came out wid
It was all so stange
Ya havta admit
Saw your show
And I left in doubt
Scratching my head
What was it all about
New material
But what you left out
Were audience favorites
Which gave you your clout
I’ma fan no more
Cuz my heart has hardened
You don’t do that shhhh
At Madison Square Garden
Who you think you are
I beg yo’ pardon
You have no idea
What you have started
Saw your show
And I left in doubt
Scratching my head
What was it all about
New material
But what you left out
Were audience favorites
Which gave you your clout
You’re a modern day Nina
As in Ms. Simone
And if you keep that up
You’ll be all alone
When you come on stage
You’ll find us gone
I wonder if
That thought ever dawned
I’ma fan no more
Cuz my heart has hardened
You don’t do that shhhh
At Madison Square Garden
Who you think you are
I beg yo’ pardon
You have no idea
What you have started
Saw your show
And I left in doubt
Scratching my head
What was it all about
New material
But what you left out
Were audience favorites
Which gave you your clout
(c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 1:24 AM UTC
Waking up
in a strange house
with a ******* strange kitchen
At this time in the morning
the last thing I need is this
playing hide and seek with the fridge
All I want is milk for my tea bag
I did not want to play
lets open all the doors in the place
Am I here
or maybe there
you just had to look
and I was not there
and thats why
now I drink tea
with out milk.
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 7:28 AM UTC
Wowowowww, don't have a cow!
Meow meow meow!
The time is now!
It's always time for change and
it's never too late to start!
It can be little stange but
it becomes an art!
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 12:00 PM UTC
SOPHIE'S EYES
are garden soil after heavy rain
a puddle in black concrete
the eyes you divulge to
in confidence
sympathizing and heart-whole
a star-absent night
charcoal blurred fingers
an chasm
between her eyelids
MY MOTHER'S EYES
are the beach grass of summer
seaweed pulled from the surf
in them i see growth
a lawn darkening in sunshine
the plants potted
she waters
and we pick the leaves from
BEN'S EYES
are the skin of limes
pond water
pearlescent and diverted
he laughs
without moving his lips even slightly
a blinking, highlighted green
street lights reflecting off
a stange car passing by
PAIGE'S EYES
are a cloudless sky
roughened ice
cold, empirical beauty
the ocean glaciated
the petals of roses
glossed over by frost
if a look could ****
maybe hers would
MY GRANDFATHER'S EYES
are steely grey
the blusterous
chaos of thunder
darkening with age
the sky in a hurricane
the eyes of a hurricane
Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 6:22 AM UTC