SpurenIch schreibe, während in den RäumenSpuren2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Geschichten und Gedichte träumen.
Es ist oft traurig, sie zu lesen,
doch ist es so um mich gewesen.
Sie kennen mich, so gut wie ich
mich selbst nicht besser, innerlich.
Denn Einsamkeit ist schwarzes Gift.
Sie dient als Tinte meiner Schrift.
Freeway to SpaceOn the shores of space the entrance beganFreeway to Space2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To the on ramp of galaxies freeways
One of which starts here on earthly plains span,
Like a road map to Andromeda's way
M31's group awaiting our stop
The world's aheadI feel the sun shining on my faceThe world's ahead1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like rays of melted gold
I'm carrying my blue backpack
Slightly going into the real world
Step by step
Leaving home behind.
VertigoVertigo3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
by Tricia Pattinson
Climb to the heights where clouds glide by
Where truths ascend only to free fall
Into the arms of rugged fears
Savor the humors of sailing winds
Pushing you on toward
Discovering freedom resisting tow
The swirling of rising is also in diving
Into the arms of Virtue's experiences
Where meet Dejevu and Vertigo
Life Lessonsthe only thing i wanted wasLife Lessons2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a place to call my own
to know someone accepted me
when all my cards were shown
to know that I'm alive and well
out here beyond the storm
and know my place within a world
to which i can't conform
following my instincts got me
to this place in time
I should have listened to them more
as more than just a rhyme
gone with the flow to keep the peace
leaves me the shorter stick
when standing up to keep myself
makes me look like a dick
I sacrificed for way to long
the alter now defunct
try as I did I've all but failed
this test of which I flunked
so I have learned my lesson well
that we all live in sin
there's no one playing by the rules
and cheaters always win
Product of a weird kinda daySome people wanna be millionaires, some want the world to know their names. Some just want indestructible forks, but in our hearts we're all the same. We've got dreams, and ambitions, and we'll chase em til we die, and until our final moment's here we'll hold our heads up high. You see the ones that gave up, stopped believing in themselves, walked down the dark and ugly path, the one to their own hell. And for them I'm truly sorry, but I won't make that mistake, instead I'll walk my own path, and never bend or break. You can laugh, and you can taunt, and you can try to bring me down, but no matter how dark the moment seems, it'll always come back around. Now I'll live my own life, a life forever free, and so I'll ask you to be you, and I will just be me.Product of a weird kinda day3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Foul and FairFoul and FairFoul and Fair4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Truly Shakespeare told the truth
In a phrase he wrote with flair.
A phrase I now quote from Macbeth,
“Fair is Foul, and foul is fair.”
Bow the World is topsy-turvy
Law and order upside-down
The media owns everything
From biggest city so smallest town
Married couples now consist
Of women with women and men with men
But that’s not new for that’s how Sodom
And Gomorrah were back then.
Divorce is at an all-time high
For love means nothing anymore
People satisfy their lusts
But when that’s gone, they’re out the door.
Pregnant girls are young and younger
Unsure of who the father is
And since the children are unwanted
Abortion is a booming biz.
The ten commandments now are outlawed
Though on them all law began
Christians are outcasts in our own country
To please politically correct man
Prayer in public now becomes
A punishable and vile offense
The world has finally reached the point
Where nothing that we do makes sense!
Prayer and morals, the
A Very Long Poem (Be Afeared)There by the deep ocean stood immortalA Very Long Poem (Be Afeared)18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Lovers in misty sea spray enmeshed;
Mac Lir and the fairy queen Fand betrothed
In the land of Erin green and fertile;
The druidess Macha, bringer of war
From whose womb had issued forth great Mac Lir;
Until they were hand in hand upon the bier;
Bound them according to her ancient lore;
He to guard the wide coast of the isle
Bid his fair flower-bride a fond morrow;
Departed she, to land-home in sorrow;
Lovers all, she laid to swift denial;
Fand in slight bird form made her green home when
Cuige Uladh bore the fruit of summer;
She flew fairly under broad leaf cover;
The duille bhean languished in leafy well-den;
In her forest though dwelt a stranger strong
In arms and wild in battle fervor;
Cu Culainn knelt in mossy earth therefore
Snatch his prey and his hunger not prolong;
The wolf of Culainn aimed his bright arrow
And felled the raven haired Banrion;
Rushed the hunter front with his bludgeon
To maid with hair cast roun
SchleierwahnLichtbefleckte MondesschleierSchleierwahn2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Weben zart den Erdkreis ein,
Wo Regen sanft der Moose Weiher
Luminös im Hain entweih'n.
Nordwärts fahren fahle Farben,
Wipfel sehnen himmelwärts,
Während tosend sie sich laben,
Nektar schlürfend, nah dem Erz.
Dröhnend fliehen Sternenströme
Raus, hinaus aus deiner Brust;
Rau der Nebel, die Farbtöne,
Dass du flehend wähnen musst.
Taubstumm geht der Dunst gen Grunde,
Sah er kaum des Feuers List;
Und dennoch wabert um die Wunde
Heiß und glühend grüner Zwist.
MemoryMemory3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The mind travels back in time
Like light through the empyrean to
Touch the spot where fantasy and
Reality move and evolve fluidly
Searching the origin of the long
Dream that our lives seem to be
Crossing borders and walls of white
Loosing ourselves in the void of absence
With endless wonder we meet
The only root of endless paths
In the network of destiny
Converging in the center that unites
The thin frontier of past and future
In the inexplicable enigma of time
Come luce nell’empireo viaggia la
Mente indietro nel tempo per sfiorare
Il luogo dove fantastico e reale
Si muovono in un fluido divenire
Ricercando l’origine del lungo
Sogno che sembrano le nostre vite
Attraverso confini e muri bianchi
Perdendoci nel vuoto dell’assenza
Con immensa meraviglia si incontra
Una sola radice di infiniti
Cammini nella tela del destino
Convergiamo nel centro che congiunge
La sottile frontiera di passato e futuro
Nell’inspiegabile enigma del tempo
AfterlifeI am an Atheist.Afterlife1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I have chosen to approach the afterlife
seeking absolution, impromptu dissolution;
I will die raging like a losing commander-
I will fall without grace and without glamor,
I will die in Void and Purgat’ ry or Pers’ nal Paradise.
Yes, when I die and find my falsest or truest Paradise,
I will perchance find counterpoint ‘gainst the Atheist,
find the higher power lording, bathed in Holy Glamour.
‘Til then, I shall die like a spirited commander,
‘Til I find absolution, my soul’s impromptu dissolution.
Whether I am persuaded into oblivion by beatific paradise,
I still shall go raging like furious commanders-
By my honor I shall go ungracefully an Atheist,
Motive chosen by what is truly Afterlife-
Motive chosen by what power glows in Holy Glamour.
When the sun falls, sunset bathes peaks in crimson glamour
‘Til moon calls forth the quiet dissolution
Of sun’s rays that, ‘til morn’, enter Afterlife-
Shine, shine irides
Compared.She's a flower,Compared.3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm a weed.
She produces beauty by the hour,
but by the same time I only bleed.
She builds confidence like towers,
While I have no energy or speed.
I'm not ugly, but compared to her
I'm not stupid, but compared to her
I'll never be something.
She's not a whore, but compared to me
She's not perfect, but compared to me
I'm not worthless, but compared to her
You don't think she's hot,
but she can turn our relationship to ash.
I don't mean to worry you nor give you sass,
but I'm scared she'll make us crash.
Short BreathsWhat air may separate the sky and sea, like night and day, for it has not given leeway to the beckoning call of shadow? Nay, the fields are not yet dry, and to the common passerby, the farmer may appear to be well-fed. With which light upon the moon does it display her gallantry as she overlooks the waves that fall upon lands long dead? The grass claws at the sky, scaling up oak’s mottled trunk, its hopes unrealized as the serpent’s skin is shed. So what fruit may, to the eye, gleam without a shining polish? May the shadow and the light rejoice in their merry time of being wed as the hunter lowers his rifle, walking home hungry again, his family slowly loathing by the day. When the sky falls into sea, and the sun swallows the moon, that separating air is venturing out another way.Short Breaths2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Meaning in Each LetterTwo broken minds, two broken hearts,The Meaning in Each Letter1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I seek a way, they fell apart,
and through the chasm of bittersweet memories
proceed along to the path of infinity.
Such tender regrets, your secret unkept
while I focus on, for the past, forget.
Later on, I will lose what I love most
spreading the love, a shadow, a ghost.
I do not regret falling for you
I only regret falling us two
and while we crash, say it again
I love you no more, I only pretend.
Once upon a time, this story was told
the thoughts so daring, the words so bold
but I tell it again, in only a whisper
there is no more happily ever after.
The gods are deaf, hushed to your prayer
I was one before, I lost my forever.
That star shines so bright, but shines so far
A cold cruel angel, it seeks an inner war.
These words came for you, only for you
this story is yours, the feelings true
and if we heal, we may love again
but for now this story is done.
Land of war no more, the land of lullaby.War is but a ancient dust,Land of war no more, the land of lullaby.1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Here will never have to rust,
All you have to do is trust,
And thankfully here is you're luck.
Together in the land of war no more,
The land of lullaby.
Dreams a tress, a wander path.
Here me, here me, neglect the wrath.
All you have to do, is say one little thing,
All you have to do is try,
All you have to say;
War will never see me be,
Or my fateful boundaries.
Usagi-kun, around my spark.
And deep is deep in my dark,
In the land of war no more.
The land of lullaby.
A shattered glass, a wonderland,
Blue heart, blue heart, of all men.
Pounding, pounding, down from ten.
Never shall you rust away,
Turning iron, and rusty shades.
Not a screw is loose on you,
Never, never, is a screw.
So trust me, and I hope you'll try.
The one little promising word;
Down the blue heart, blue heart wonderland.
Shattered Alice, safe from war,
Tell them evil wrath no more.
Shattered Alice, in my spark.
Tell them, war is a child's park.
The balance tips, and I go f
What I Done For Ya Hunny.159I pulled the sword from the stoneWhat I Done For Ya Hunny.1593 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To cut off the dragon's head
Descended into Hades
To rescue someone from the dead
I fought a nasty giant spider
And he did not get away
And I shielded you from the alien's
Destructive lazer ray
Then I reached into the darkness
To pull out a wondrous gem
And you go and give that mofer to him
I oughtta shoot 'cha where ya stand
Won't you go for your gun
You think that I'm jokin'
You won't think that when I'm done
'Cause I've been plantin' landmines
Up and down the path you take
And I've turned in some complaints
About the noises that you make
I've bought a place up in Heaven
It's reserved just for you
And one for your boyfriend
And his little doggy too.
A Very Dark PlaceThe skies are a baby blueA Very Dark Place1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wafting white clouds peaceful
The calm before the storm that never seemed to come
Of the unabiding leaves the wind is rustling some
The ups and downs of the road
Has sunken you afloat
Now the sink has brought you deep, down into the abyss
Pulling from the drown you surface upside down
You notice now the light seems a bit too bright
The shade that used to blind allows now sight a slight
It then begins to speak
The voice comes from within
An offer you cannot refuse
The beggar you cannot choose
Too late by the time you notice
Agreed before you know it
The deal is done
Darkness has won.
Count Your BlessingsCount Your BlessingsCount Your Blessings4 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Based on a sermon preached 1/18/04
“Count your blessings!“ do you say?
I wish I had the time of day!
The Lord blesses me beyond exceeding
And never shall I go on needing.
I’ve my family and my health;
These things I cherish beyond all wealth
I have this country, despite it’s faults,
These gems one cannot store in vaults.
I have my mind, I cherish my soul,
I’m still working on my self-control,
I have faith in my fellow men
Though we are all wrong time and again.
I treasure Christ, who is the Lord
And I thank Him Daily for His Word
But of all these, most importantly,
Is not what I have from the Lord
But the fact that He has me.
© 2005 Ashley Snyder
Reason for the SeasonThe chapel lights are off nowReason for the Season3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The choir has gone home.
I find myself in darkness,
I’m sitting all alone.
The only sound is pen on paper
And the A/C as it hums
And I write about the magic
When the Christmas season comes.
I know my family loves me,
They pray right now I’ll bet.
But it’s strangely now December,
And I don’t feel Christmas yet.
All the gifts are home unopened
I’ve a sense of wanderlust
Somehow those gifts mean nothing
I feel empty and non-plussed.
It’s a strange and silent feeling
As I look up at the cross
Not quite what I expected
I admit, I’m at a loss.
When we think of all that Christmas means
And what I’m supposed to be
We think about the virgin birth,
The star, Nativity,
But we forget one vital thing,
A huge part of the plan
The reason that Christ came to earth
To live as mortal man.
“It wasn’t just to minister!”
I think and then I cry,
“Jesus came to earth and KNEW
That He was going to die!”
It Cannot Be StoppedLike a locomotiveIt Cannot Be Stopped3 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Running fast and faster
I'm heading for an end
That most would call disaster
You've tried to stop me many times
You've tried to make me quit
You've tried to shut me up. Enough!
I'll have no more of it!
No matter what you say,
I never will relent
I'll keep on telling what I feel
Until my last breath is spent
Many have gone before me
You threatened them with violence
And even after they were dead
Their voices could not be silenced.
And should I suffer like them
My will remains resolved
There's too much crying in my soul
To act completely uninvolved
It's burning like a fire
It's raging like a flood
The intesnity is growing
From my predecessors' blood
Though hatred, exile, death await
At my journey's end
I know I'll never walk alone
Though I have no mortal friend
The gallows, sword, or rifle
The government's demands
Prison, slander, persecute me!
My life is in His hands
You try to steal from me
A life that is not mine
I gave my life up years ago
To someone more Divine.
Fairytale BeginningSimple journey,Fairytale Beginning3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Had a simple plan,
I knew better than,
To go above and beyond,
The limits set around me,
And then you broke the bonds,
And you set me free,
You released the beast within,
I'm now reborn,
And I'm filled with sin,
But I'm loving it,
Holding onto you is something so,
You take me to a land where architectures are edible,
These levels we build with the magic,
The dwells within you,
And like Goku on his nimbus,
I am flying high with you,
Hand in hand,
My mysterious woman,
From outer space,
Macho Man said that was the place,
And I'll call you my tower of power,
As your taste is so sweet,
You'll call me your funny monkey,
And I'll laugh like a donkey,
When I make a bad joke,
That keeps hope a float,
That we're not perfect,
But we'll still make work,
And fucking fun,
Our fairytale has just begun.
Valkyrie's PlumeThe Heavens tremble as Prismatic PlumesValkyrie's Plume1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ungainly fall in sweeping Arcs and Waves,
virulent plagues swept Heavens high; the fumes
choke Cherubs through. Yes Valkyrie yet raves
and weeps, for Gods yet die, so Virtue too.
Forgone respite, She soars, wings weight by
Sorrow and Loss. Yet whether weathered true
Or made Her withered through, She does yet fly;
Ungainly Plumes falling in Arcs and Waves.
Her tears Glint and Glisten; Her Masters fall.
With Spear and Shield She soars; flight to fight knaves-
Harbinger of the Fall of Evil’s Squall.
Prismatic Plumes do glint and Glisten bright,
The Valk’rie’s Valor; Sword and Shield in flight.