Heir To Revolution (104)
Outside the vortex
tiny hole at the bottom
Abysmal drop to nowhere...
by me
tiny hole at the bottom
Abysmal drop to nowhere...
by me
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Suductive pull
split second decisions
Minute turns
whispering the end
To wretched soul
too easy, this
Guarded heart, weary thought
by me
split second decisions
Minute turns
whispering the end
To wretched soul
too easy, this
Guarded heart, weary thought
by me
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In the beginning, as a whole, time seems a blur, unreal. Taken as still frames, each brief glimpse is oh so clear.
And, as time went on, glimpses become whole scattered events. Until each year, each lifetime, runs and bleeds together into now.
by me
And, as time went on, glimpses become whole scattered events. Until each year, each lifetime, runs and bleeds together into now.
by me
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I will not, however, start from the beginning. You will get memories, or flashbacks (as they are now called). The nasty glimpses called then. A rollercoaster ride with with a car load f family crushed into the front. And, a car situated at the very end, cram-packed with ghosts, or skeletons as some might call them. Tenyears of this ride. Of confusion and enlightenment. Of my children - oh! loves of my life - and the fear of them and for them. Of an unforgiving, sometimes caring family; Oh that word, "Family".
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Dunno what, if anything, I'll do with this part...Might be a future project to give hope to others...We'll see. Just a beginning...
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--Face I --
Between the lines of your face
lands of stories unsaid
Yet, speaking loudly
telling tales of fiction
And, truths
lifes ride, lifes stops
Delicate walking bridges
of places visited, or crossed
Deep burrows, well worn
roads of trials, and faith
Among all these,
smooth islands of resting
by me
Between the lines of your face
lands of stories unsaid
Yet, speaking loudly
telling tales of fiction
And, truths
lifes ride, lifes stops
Delicate walking bridges
of places visited, or crossed
Deep burrows, well worn
roads of trials, and faith
Among all these,
smooth islands of resting
by me
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Peering behind her
the past peered back, and back
Relealing this time
and futures ahead
Standing still, just still
take in hand these visions
Turning them over, curious puzzle
repeated reactions, actions
See this one, then that, that
all connected, every piece
To bash it apart
be the end of this tale
As if snuffed out, never was
never am, were, could be
So, tracing all times
solving this while being whole
All part of itself, and her
and more still, others attached
make this weave hold
She puts it down for the moment
sees she is inside the circle
Touching all times...
by me
the past peered back, and back
Relealing this time
and futures ahead
Standing still, just still
take in hand these visions
Turning them over, curious puzzle
repeated reactions, actions
See this one, then that, that
all connected, every piece
To bash it apart
be the end of this tale
As if snuffed out, never was
never am, were, could be
So, tracing all times
solving this while being whole
All part of itself, and her
and more still, others attached
make this weave hold
She puts it down for the moment
sees she is inside the circle
Touching all times...
by me
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She tries to recollect love
watch her Mother close
Not recognizing this
no traces of history left
No hints of what was, is, could be
birthing shell, expelled seeds
Mistake, She said
should never have
You be, I would not
or, been someone else, somewhere else?
Detached soul
a stone with cracks of Her own
I forgive you, miss you
before you left it all behind
No ties, but learned ways
now blank, she is, hidden away
Withholding, withdrawn
never will She truely love, be whole
by me
watch her Mother close
Not recognizing this
no traces of history left
No hints of what was, is, could be
birthing shell, expelled seeds
Mistake, She said
should never have
You be, I would not
or, been someone else, somewhere else?
Detached soul
a stone with cracks of Her own
I forgive you, miss you
before you left it all behind
No ties, but learned ways
now blank, she is, hidden away
Withholding, withdrawn
never will She truely love, be whole
by me
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Moving through rooms
visiting each time, and time
Here, she rises above
to look upon herself, deadened
lying there blank-eyed, bruised
Feeling nothing
staring into void, blackness
hands, more...seek her bodies secrets
Now, moving on...
locked door, here
Keyhole shines out, blinding
purity pain
Next, step into outside
sun shining on wispy long brown hair
bicycle glinting, ride away to anywhere
fever pitch search in hereeyes
Back inside, onward
slumbering, yet alert
waken to lessened silence
body stiff, fear of the man behind her
she goes away...
Turn right, walk in
taste of juniper rancid
morning glass begins the day
burning all the waydown
Turn left, look
smell of burning flesh down this hallway
each door opens to mutilation, blood...
no pain, lovely pain
Moving on, then up
she travels, travels...
by me
visiting each time, and time
Here, she rises above
to look upon herself, deadened
lying there blank-eyed, bruised
Feeling nothing
staring into void, blackness
hands, more...seek her bodies secrets
Now, moving on...
locked door, here
Keyhole shines out, blinding
purity pain
Next, step into outside
sun shining on wispy long brown hair
bicycle glinting, ride away to anywhere
fever pitch search in hereeyes
Back inside, onward
slumbering, yet alert
waken to lessened silence
body stiff, fear of the man behind her
she goes away...
Turn right, walk in
taste of juniper rancid
morning glass begins the day
burning all the waydown
Turn left, look
smell of burning flesh down this hallway
each door opens to mutilation, blood...
no pain, lovely pain
Moving on, then up
she travels, travels...
by me
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She meets her prince
all love and kindness
Instant attraction
yet, yearned did he, for long...
Had she known, had she a clue
replacemeny mother too young
To heal wounds deep as birth
violence personified
Family values seemed tight
then guns waved, aimed
A mothers face terrified
by her babe grown
Screams, yells, then quiet
over for te while
Yet, burning bile heats the young girls belly
sights remembered from way back
Everyone forgets
days go by, tick, tick
Laughter? How?
must be true love
Only that could be, right?
"Okay", she says, "won't happen again..."
Next time, and next...
will be different
Yes. New hurts. Not the same at all
stick by your man, girl!
Sooth out the wrinkles, the splits
hide it, pretend
Time goes by, and by, and by
reminders of what she is
Not to talk, fight, live
but love, yes, that
Tend the garden, she does
growing babies and harm
Watching her prince self-destruct
by me
to be con't...
all love and kindness
Instant attraction
yet, yearned did he, for long...
Had she known, had she a clue
replacemeny mother too young
To heal wounds deep as birth
violence personified
Family values seemed tight
then guns waved, aimed
A mothers face terrified
by her babe grown
Screams, yells, then quiet
over for te while
Yet, burning bile heats the young girls belly
sights remembered from way back
Everyone forgets
days go by, tick, tick
Laughter? How?
must be true love
Only that could be, right?
"Okay", she says, "won't happen again..."
Next time, and next...
will be different
Yes. New hurts. Not the same at all
stick by your man, girl!
Sooth out the wrinkles, the splits
hide it, pretend
Time goes by, and by, and by
reminders of what she is
Not to talk, fight, live
but love, yes, that
Tend the garden, she does
growing babies and harm
Watching her prince self-destruct
by me
to be con't...
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Gone
again, gone
Counting too many fingers on both hands
keep track of time in mind
Months go by, slow...
say it, no don't, then she does
Gone
again, gone
My fault, always
sorry, and sorry , and sorry
Did what? Everything wrong
I am, wrong, sorry
Yes, she begged, small slug
slime trails of tears
Too sticky to wipe away, they stay
just tucked in
'til next time
by me
again, gone
Counting too many fingers on both hands
keep track of time in mind
Months go by, slow...
say it, no don't, then she does
Gone
again, gone
My fault, always
sorry, and sorry , and sorry
Did what? Everything wrong
I am, wrong, sorry
Yes, she begged, small slug
slime trails of tears
Too sticky to wipe away, they stay
just tucked in
'til next time
by me
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Wisps of light
tails os essentials
Pulled like taffy
from my soul
Life forces spread
outward to feed
Others in need, and want
the struggle to stay
Inside myself
eases, as light comes back
Into me
recharging my spirit
To offer more among
populations of sorrow
Or, just care...
openly, free
To gently give of life
and energy infinite
Nature unselfishly feeds
all who take it
This circle rotates
with leads of light wrapped
Around to twine us all
together...
by me
tails os essentials
Pulled like taffy
from my soul
Life forces spread
outward to feed
Others in need, and want
the struggle to stay
Inside myself
eases, as light comes back
Into me
recharging my spirit
To offer more among
populations of sorrow
Or, just care...
openly, free
To gently give of life
and energy infinite
Nature unselfishly feeds
all who take it
This circle rotates
with leads of light wrapped
Around to twine us all
together...
by me
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Those tears, flow unchecked
are you, not just
My tears, full of me
you took, fed on
Like a hungry, insatiable
syphon. Never filled up
Try, just take it
mine are always there
My Self pouring out
offering this energy
The intentions of you
twisting away, and back
Coming back to you;
as you, as yours
Drink up what you've brewed
the finality of it
Is what will be
is what is, and more
So satisfy yourself
if you can, if you dare
Take yourself in
this I give to you
by me
are you, not just
My tears, full of me
you took, fed on
Like a hungry, insatiable
syphon. Never filled up
Try, just take it
mine are always there
My Self pouring out
offering this energy
The intentions of you
twisting away, and back
Coming back to you;
as you, as yours
Drink up what you've brewed
the finality of it
Is what will be
is what is, and more
So satisfy yourself
if you can, if you dare
Take yourself in
this I give to you
by me
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Pale was her face
stained with black tracks
Dark spiders crawl
to turn her soul in hiding
Sensate parts ripped and torn
purple handprints scream
On arms, legs...
blood trickles, slowly
Life, drop by drop
marks the spot in history
She says nothing, feels
nothing, but hears
Her heartbeat smashing
her mind
So, this was love, huh...?
by me
stained with black tracks
Dark spiders crawl
to turn her soul in hiding
Sensate parts ripped and torn
purple handprints scream
On arms, legs...
blood trickles, slowly
Life, drop by drop
marks the spot in history
She says nothing, feels
nothing, but hears
Her heartbeat smashing
her mind
So, this was love, huh...?
by me
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I must say, from one poet to another, that is high quaility writing =)
Allen
Allen
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Allen, thank you, hon.:)
ot the easiest things...lol. But, will be worth it, I think...
ot the easiest things...lol. But, will be worth it, I think...
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Red tinged light blurs
squinting pain, pulsing
Heartbeat to rythme of fear
resignation, love, adoration
Thank you, more please
talking raspy
Bloated worm lips
split, stinging, throbbing
To say love you, stop
no more, please
Drips of her onto her lap
staring down, nothing
Felt nothing, that's her
pouring out, lift head
Creaking neck, red-blue neclace
love you, stop
by me
squinting pain, pulsing
Heartbeat to rythme of fear
resignation, love, adoration
Thank you, more please
talking raspy
Bloated worm lips
split, stinging, throbbing
To say love you, stop
no more, please
Drips of her onto her lap
staring down, nothing
Felt nothing, that's her
pouring out, lift head
Creaking neck, red-blue neclace
love you, stop
by me
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Hey man,
I kinda got lost
Been wandering around
then the sun went down
So now I'm here
can't you hear?
The wolves are calling
Its time to eat
They'll go in packs
and circle the prey
wait for the moment
then the prey must prey
But most likely
it won't die until later
after its blood
is scattered for a mile.
Life is really similar
only it takes years to pass
once workforce has it claws in you
you'll bleed for fifty years
May not get much done
but you know somthing though?
This wolf is hungry
the prey must prey...
Allen
I kinda got lost
Been wandering around
then the sun went down
So now I'm here
can't you hear?
The wolves are calling
Its time to eat
They'll go in packs
and circle the prey
wait for the moment
then the prey must prey
But most likely
it won't die until later
after its blood
is scattered for a mile.
Life is really similar
only it takes years to pass
once workforce has it claws in you
you'll bleed for fifty years
May not get much done
but you know somthing though?
This wolf is hungry
the prey must prey...
Allen
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allen,
that is very good! Thank you for adding it=0D
that is very good! Thank you for adding it=0D
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Many the injustices
with familiar hearts
Here, protective bossom
now, embracement torn away
Withdrew from vulnerability
to flail blindly before
Those eyes, deep prisons guarded;
now recieving captives broken
Limited entry, invitation defined
in borders, and locked doors
The key long forgotten
second habitation long etched
From ever running streams
divided reason by immigrating insinct
Time and time again
to repeat this revolution
And witness future war inherited,
standing outside of the new prison created
Peer into unkind reflections
of mirrors to beginning
Seek out the forgotten key
of history in repetition
Put end internal war,
where reason disremembered
Lies hidden in ruins of wars past,
to unlock the dungeon of hearts
And watch unburdened,
the flight of libertine spirits
Soar from then to hereafter
by me