Tuesday, February 9, 2010
#38
sweet song,
curled canvas of the wind,
paint the words
of a multi facetted sence
Let it know,
for it thinks of its own
here and gone again
like a day dream
and a thousand times sweeter
A happy nostalgia
and a love far from gone
curled canvas of the wind,
paint the words
of a multi facetted sence
Let it know,
for it thinks of its own
here and gone again
like a day dream
and a thousand times sweeter
A happy nostalgia
and a love far from gone
Show me what I'm not
Beagle Stiegel
Free as an eagle
Here to steal my thunder away
Charging like a hook from the left
Screaming like a train
You really should relax
1, 2
Bam bam
Down for the count
I go
*sigh*
At least I know
What I never want to be
Blue
blue skies
for new songs
In thine eyes
words
of an endless thought
All together
but not at once
sparked in beauty
and malice
of something not quite
there
Everything and perfection
all of the world
is in your hand
be kind
for new songs
In thine eyes
words
of an endless thought
All together
but not at once
sparked in beauty
and malice
of something not quite
there
Everything and perfection
all of the world
is in your hand
be kind
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
**UPDATE**
I have a lot of older poems that I'm going to be posting up within the next few weeks. The reason being is that I've been very lazy about maintaining this little blog of mine. As a result, I have about 30+ poems that have yet to be posted.
I could do it all at once and have it done within a day but, needless to say, that's just a bad idea. I'll do about two or three every other day.
that's all I got to say for now
thanks for reading!!
I could do it all at once and have it done within a day but, needless to say, that's just a bad idea. I'll do about two or three every other day.
that's all I got to say for now
thanks for reading!!
Monday, February 1, 2010
Another way
In another day
I found
another way
to live
It was cool
it was fast
it moved past
all expectation
It was beauty
it was freedom
it was love
It was all I hoped
and then some
'though
its over now
like the blue of summer sky
it was all too short
Memories are fine
But I would still like
some new ones
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Humming moth
Busy moth
buzzing
in the wayward winds
silver eyes
like a tinted lens
feel free
to live the lie
not a bee
not a bird
no loving creature
are you
yet,
here you are
breathing in the sun
being brave
like your sister?
nice try
but you know
who you are
acting like
you have abandoned
fear..
that's funny!
daring to dream?
daring to live
outside the darkness?
my sides are splitting!
what are you
without the darkness
that which protects you
that which you have known
all your existence
your a fool for leaving
But don't worry
I'll be ready
and waiting
for when you come back
buzzing
in the wayward winds
silver eyes
like a tinted lens
feel free
to live the lie
not a bee
not a bird
no loving creature
are you
yet,
here you are
breathing in the sun
being brave
like your sister?
nice try
but you know
who you are
acting like
you have abandoned
fear..
that's funny!
daring to dream?
daring to live
outside the darkness?
my sides are splitting!
what are you
without the darkness
that which protects you
that which you have known
all your existence
your a fool for leaving
But don't worry
I'll be ready
and waiting
for when you come back
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