enjoy.
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..f.i.r.e..
october 2010
peace cannot exist today.
flashing spires crisp-burn at your mind's desires.
you burn the house you build.
a voice
cries but evaporates into the flame.
such a shame.
passion exists at the core of the troublesome desperation.
i cannot lie.
i cannot die.
fire breathes through my heart.
my soul weeps at the sight of smoke,
burn.
crash.
flames. destroy. all you have made me to be.
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::::the light i shall seek::::
september 2010
gods of sky speak a journey
of great truth and love they speak.
this is the light i shall seek:
there was a star whose light was faint
its glimmer reached:
tried
and failed.
i believe in this star
even when
i cannot see it's shine.
there was a maiden who could not speak
her song could not be heard:
not a sound
not a sound
i can hear the maiden sing
even when my ears
only hear the world.
there was a lake that was not clear
no reflection:
pure confusion
and murky water.
i shall seek the light of the star.
for it is not dim, it is only just growing.
i shall swim in the water
for it is not murky, it is abundant.
i shall sing the song of the maiden.
for she is not silent, her song is in the chamber of my heart.
gods of earth speak a journey
of great truth and love they speak.
this is the light i shall seek:
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our eyes into stars
september 2010
who is this face that I see?
is it him?
is it me?
what is this darkness inside?
i feel the pain.
i start to cry...
who are You?!
faking all the words you say?
i can't believe your anger, you're running away
hide all your fears
deny all the scars
ashes turn to tears
and our eyes into stars
i can't believe you'd let go.
im sorry.
i can't be the writer of your books anymore...
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if i were a tree
august 2010
if i were a tree i would think it rude you thinking you could use me for fire.
if i were a tree i would not grow because you asked me to, nor would i give fruit because you want me to.
if i were a tree i would not share my secrets of peace, patience, kindness, or spirit.
i would tell you to go away.
if i were the ocean i could never let you sail your ships.
if i were the ocean i would crash my waves against you, and make you afraid of me.
if i were the ocean i would rage with anger for what you did.
i would tell you to go away.
if i were the sun i would burn your skin so you would remember me.
if i were the sun i would blind your eyes so you couldn't see my pain.
if i were the sun i would not shine for you.
i would tell you to go away.
but
if i were human i wouldn't ignore you as the tree does.
if i were human i wouldn't resist you as the ocean does.
if i were human i wouldn't be vengeful as the sun is.
if i were human i would cry.
i would forgive you.
i would ask you to stay with me.
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my heart:to yours
august 2010
sparkling waters
shining moon
waves leaping to shore
These are the signs of my heart: to yours
flickering candle
misty cold meadow
an angel learning to soar
These are the signs of my heart: to yours
breathe
feel the sun lay gently on your cheek
dream
I am here
by your side
take my hand
the bright red horizon we shall seek…
O, awakening!
when you open your eyes
remember me:
sparkling waters
shining moon
flickering candle
misty cold meadow
my angel: I have learned to soar
these are the signs of my heart: to yours
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scribbled poems
july 2010
Stars birth and burst from the bliss of your thirsty heart.
Waves crash to the sound of chill grasping your lungs.
Clouds devour the glistening light behind your drowning eyes.
Souls collide as the Sun evolves into the touch of our lips.
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blank.
is a page that has been
forgotten.
its words are
meaningless
without the
eye to see or
mouth to recite or
ear to surround or
soul to soak up or
heart
to heal.
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there was a life(less) Tree that once bore fruit of Go(o)d.
but it was abandoned
by the (m a n)tality of
g r e e d,
c o r r u p t i o n,
and i n s a n i t y . . .
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shakespeare writes of man
frost writes of nature
cummings writes of nonsense
sondheim writes of craziness
meyer writes like shit
brown writes of conspiracy
matthew writes of redemption
conrad writes of darkness
ellison writes of vision
perhaps, too, my heart will write of love.
Waves crash to the sound of chill grasping your lungs.
Clouds devour the glistening light behind your drowning eyes.
Souls collide as the Sun evolves into the touch of our lips.
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blank.
is a page that has been
forgotten.
its words are
meaningless
without the
eye to see or
mouth to recite or
ear to surround or
soul to soak up or
heart
to heal.
_________________________________
there was a life(less) Tree that once bore fruit of Go(o)d.
but it was abandoned
by the (m a n)tality of
g r e e d,
c o r r u p t i o n,
and i n s a n i t y . . .
_________________________________
shakespeare writes of man
frost writes of nature
cummings writes of nonsense
sondheim writes of craziness
meyer writes like shit
brown writes of conspiracy
matthew writes of redemption
conrad writes of darkness
ellison writes of vision
perhaps, too, my heart will write of love.
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