Weather ManCast iron clouds cascadeWeather Man4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Down like an air raid
The sky is grey like TV static
I raise two fingers like rabbit ears
And try to receive your signal
I can feel my fillings picking up AM radio
The weather carries an uncharacteristic sense of urgency.
The weatherman is screaming.
His voice is hoarse, his breathing shallow.
There is a storm coming.
That lysergic acid rain may fall
And rend my flesh away
Hot and humid as a fever
And the hallucination with it
It is raining sideways now,
The weatherman doesn't tell the wind
Which way it's gonna blow
Distance exaggerated by the damp air,
I am an island today.
I kiss the emptiness where you should be,
But I taste only salt water.
When I told you you made me feel
Like New Orleans in two thousand and three,
I didn't always mean in a good way
A blown away way.
I feel the saline in all my open wounds.
Sharks are strolling down Bourbon Street,
Their dorsal fins indistinguishable from the shore break.
The bodies are floating to the
"would you kindly?"i. fate"would you kindly?"6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
implanted at birth,
but this gift
on its own
won't persuade me
now my flight
met with fire,
breathe and be
I must surface
in my chest.
future will rest;
in the flame,
in the sea,
or in tower
iii. entrance (atlas)
all the world
is a weight
I am tasked
and with promise
is the destiny
of the most
from acid misplaced.
No poetryNo poetry was written,No poetry10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No fairytales were read.
As if it was forbidden,
By the monsters in her head.
And all they thought was silly,
Was quickly thrown away.
By a girl who had to grow up,
By a girl who couldn't play.
All her dreams and fantasies,
All her fears and hopes.
Thrown in a bag of garbage,
Balloons and skipping ropes.
The teddybears and puzzles,
All had to retreat.
For new puzzles in her head,
She never would complete.
No poetry was written,
No fairytales were told.
Her eyes spoke of a sad tale,
Her hands were always cold.
She thought of no white horses,
For she was no princess.
Her life was about papers,
And secret loneliness
All her dreams and fantasies,
Would never come true now.
For she had forsaken them,
Without knowing how.
Remember how happy she was.
She doesn't even know.
The little girl she used to be,
Was forgotten long ago.
I Have NeverI Have Never3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have never quite forgiven myself
I have never felt like I deserve better
I have never felt so depressed
And I guess I have never felt love
I have never had a smaller hope
I have never had so much faith
I have never cried so many times
And I guess I have never felt so lost
I have never ever been so thoughtful
I have never in my dreams grinded so wide
I have never lost my faith in you
But I guess, that's why it hurts
End RemembranceEnd Remembrance3 years ago in Historical More Like This
Remembrance Day originates at the end of World War I. The idea is to honor those who died in the line of duty, defending their country from enemies. For all its pompous words and fancy granite memorials littered with colorful flower bouquets, Remembrance Day and others like it have failed miserably in achieving this goal.
I've often been criticized as having no respect, and that can be an impediment when discussing certain topics. However, I am often in luck – hypocrisy deserves no respect. What changed as a result of the enormous sacrifice of those who died in WW1? As the first bombs of WW2 fell just two decades later, millions once again obediently lined up under various pieces of colored cloths to slaughter and be slaughtered. It became obvious that absolutely nothing had changed, and that the millions of WW1 had died in vain.
Most would agree that all that lip service paid to the sacrifice between the two world wars wasn't good enough. To truly honor their sacrifice would be
Kurt CobainHow can i feel youve been hereKurt Cobain4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How can i hold so many things youve done so close and dear
Youve made me loose fear
Made my conciense a little more clear
Fucking sucks that you cant be here
Though slightly i understand what you did that april day
The decision to fly away
I cant say i could deal with your pain
But you could have just held on
Like many of us with your songs...through the sun and the rain
Youve mad me happy
Yove made me sad
What i really thank of you is that you helped me live
You will allways be needed
Allways be missed
Someday you may come back as fire
And burn all the liars
All because you inspired it
Nothing that you did was in vain
Rest in peace Kurt Cobain
HelmetI see better in the darkHelmet8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I move faster in the fog
Make you see things
From the corner of your eye
That are not even there
They make you see what you want to see
Not the reality of it
On conversationsIOn conversations4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
have upset the order
of things, birds
fall fast and featherflappingly from
shaken skies, and leaves
curl backwards into trees
from frost in summer, my heart
is a bell that rings until
glass shatters and frost falls
fearful on the ground and I
just do not know how
to tell you.
I'm sorryI'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you,I'm sorry4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I did what I wanted to do, not knowing it would hurt you.
I guess we are both real just as I am and you are
I don't want to hurt you and I don't want to do harm
I'm sorry, I didn't get to meet you for who you are,
I did what I had to do, I never thought I would get far anyway
I knew you were real because you knew I was real,
If only you knew I want to know how you feel
I'm sorry, I didn't know I had to care for myself too,
I'm sorry, I didn't know in the end it would kill you too
about a girlstanding on the cornerabout a girl4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
waiting for the days to pass
sadness in her big blue eyes
painting everlasting pictures
a little girl wondering why
others have what she can't own
frustration always by her side
but so strong within her heart
seen her smile, seen her cry
desperately seeking for love
looking for a place
where she really belongs
little girl, just let me say
don't make mistakes, take it easy
you're still young and i am sure
time will give you what you need
Must Love CatsMust Love Cats4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Must Love Cats
Fur of gold to pet and rub,
Perfect cat for me to love,
Razor claws and pointed teeth,
All the better made to keep,
A quick brush along silky fur,
Rewarded with a rumbling purr,
Given a glancing nuzzled kiss,
He is mine and I am his.
FishermenFishermen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from tiny boats,
sampans and coracles -
red sails threading the sky
like poppies in the autumn sun.
Whales slip through waves
hunting silvered krill
and the spiny dusk
of urchins clinging to the sand.
And they wait
for lines to pull
their hands under
glistening with eel
hauling the afternoon
back to market
in hempen nets.
When Life Grabs You...When life grabs you by the nuts,When Life Grabs You...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There isn't much to do.
Just stand high and heal the cuts,
And hide yourself from view.
Enjoy your last, precious breath,
Before you leave this place.
Just stay calm, don't think of death,
As you observe her face.
She is takenyou know that
By many and a few.
She won't hear the words you spat,
And not the words you spew.
As you part ways, among these days,
There isn't much to do.
So keep in touchthough not that much
Then start the year anew.
So look up high, and say good-bye,
And pray to meet once more.
As you leave here, you'll face your fear:
Your paths just might not cross.
A tears lifeTears are born from inner emotions, it caresses your chin and leaves without a goodbye, only a trace of an empty past.A tears life4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the stormthe storm3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lying in bed. The sheets kicked off. The darkness broken suddenly by the vivid strobe of light. It fills the room with the charged energy of anticipation. The fan whirs its hypnotic rhythm. Counting; "one-one hundred, two-one hundred, three-one hundred " waiting. Waiting for that sound to slice open the entire fabric of the sky. Thunder approaches with smells of memories drenched in childhood, forgotten tears, silent squeals of innocent excitement. Senses saturated as the rain begins to fall. Eyelids heavy. A lullaby of rain on a tin roof. A sleep of all that heaven must be.
Silent TearsMore painful are the silent tearsSilent Tears4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Than the desolate moans
Petty are the pained groans,
And they just seem more so when you're grown
But crying silently
Can often be
For no one comes to comfort me
When I'm alone in the dark and they cannot see
That I didn't get better-I just got better at hiding my sorrow
Better at acting like I don't dread each tomorrow
Can they really not tell how much I'm hurting?
Or are they afraid to admit
That it is most definitely NOT okay
My misery's well hidden but it hasn't gone away
I'll just fake a smile and die inside all the while
It seems sadness is here to stay
FireworksDays and Nights are only lit byFireworks4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stars. Like Candles they glow and flicker,
It's nights like these that the candles
Are more Brilliant, Colorful... Bright.
It's nights like these that the candles
Make one wish they could hold hands
and murmur sweet nothings to their ear,
Before those brilliant and colorful candles too,