WhitewashIt speaks to meWhitewash3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My house of Halls
Where echoes of conversations past
Reverberate against the walls
It tells me things
Whispers and vapors of Harmony; Bliss
Separating places into respective rows
Of transcendental mist
I hear of patterned streaks on the walls;
Runny drips of scarlet spray
Where the children used to pray
Where the father came to prey
It speaks to me
Halls full of Walls
Where echoes of my paintbrush
Reverberate against the respective rows
WinterkillAnd there will be snow soonWinterkill3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But quiet colors calm my eyes
Dead, frozen sadness
Quelled by inner silence
In my harbor of calm
There is no escape
From the falling stars
It's cold out there
But, I'll take a chance;
Sleeping under ermine
I lost my way
The prospects of Spring
Crystallize in my eyes
Like so many frozen breaths
Hum a Few BarsMy cats don't like my singingHum a Few Bars3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They flee the room with
Fearful backward glances and poofy tails
When the volume increases
This feeling that I get while singing
Makes me feel alive
I wanted to share it with them
Not so, it would seem
They run; They hide
They cower under the beds
With saucer-shaped eyes
Until I notice they are gone
I stop singing; abashed
But, they still won't come back
For fear I'll start up again
An octave or two out of tune
God damn critics
sakurasakura3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
earth and sea tremble
cherry blossoms too soon
Holy Mother EarthHoly Mother Earth1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, holy Mother of the worlds,
I know you from my heart
You fulfil my inner self.
You grant strength to my soul.
You are with me from the beginning.
I hear your song in the whole nature.
Your heartbeat penetrates all existence.
You are the Mother and Lady of life.
Your rhythm gives power to all creatures.
Your heartbeat penetrates everything that is.
Nothing can have meaning?Nothing can have meaning?1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
How can anything have meaning if the nothingness does not exist, thereby existing? If nothingness does exist then we can proceed on the premise that it does exist. If nothingness does not exist then it exists by definition, because if nothing is there then there it is!
I am not trying to be confusing or ridiculous. My point is this: If nothing exists then action cannot be moral or immoral. This is because the existence of nothing means that an absolute morality cannot exist. The only sort of morality that could exist would be based on artificial parameters. All morality can be nothing more than an abstraction.
What is the solution to this?
Je m'ennuieJe m'ennuie2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Les réacteurs puissants autour de moi sifflaient
Elancé, noble, avec un sourire malin
Ton ombre passa devant moi à portée de main
Vais-je aussi m'écraser sur le même rocher ?
Beau et surdoué, avec ton képi bariolé
Je buvais tes paroles du levé au couchant
Tu t'es évanoui il y a quarante huit ans
Me laissant seule sous le firmament délavé
Un éclair ... puis la nuit ! Tragique destinée
Dont le souvenir chaque jour m'étreint et m'affole
Tu me regardes là-haut de toute éternité
Ailleurs, bien loin d'ici ! Sur tes ailes mordorées
Je ne sais où tu vas dans ton exil crétois
Et moi je flétris là, et je m'ennuie de toi
A Lucien et Monique, avec affection
100TC 25: Flowers100TC 25: Flowers2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sat down on the mahogany and leather piano bench, flipping through my sheet music. I skimmed through the songs I had written, then through songs written by other pianists and singers.
I found one I liked to play, and even had memorized except for one part near the middle of the song. I spread that out on the piano, loosened my fingers, and let them hover above the keys. I took a calming breath, and I began to play.
I'm fifteen for a moment,
Caught in between ten and twenty.
And I'm just dreaming,
Counting the ways to where you are.
I'm twenty two for a moment.
She feels better than ever,
And we're on fire,
Making our way back from Mars
"Fifteen, there's still time for you. Time to buy and time to lose. Fifteen, there's never a wish better than this When you've only got a hundred years, to live," I sang quietly. This was one of my favorite songs, on and off the piano.
Whenever I played piano, my bird would sit on my shoulder and chirp along with the music. A yellow
A Simple Black Rose.A Simple Black Rose.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lay Me down to sleep.
Rest a sure that my soul is to keep.
don't lie with me.
Or all hell will break loose.
In this pandemonium of chaos.
In this hell of ever lasting, silent torture.
Thy air that I breathe.
tainted with hell full sins.
i'm cast down, deep into my burial ground.
to sleep alone.
forget me not, for this body I shall cast out and my soul shall live on for eternity!
I shall haunt thee,
And rape thy mind that seemed so innocent and precious to thee.
Think twice before crossing the invisible thin line to hex me.
I shall betray thee.
Hide in shame thou does.
Because it is thee that does thy betraying!
come down, come down, come down!
come down from your everlasting, untouchable, high horse!
And face me to a taunting duel of life and death.
Kissed by a plated, simple Black Rose.
WiresIts awareness cameWires1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
before the complexities
of brute sensation
before the realization
of its false humanity.
The Betrayal that KilledThe Betrayal the KilledThe Betrayal that Killed3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Your deceiving mind,
and your deadly lies.
Taking my life,
with your bloody knife.
And How you talked,
Oh how you walked,
and led me to,
my inevitable doom.
But how you laughed,
and how you jest.
While I cried,
and slowly died.
But I'll be back,
and thats a fact.
Because its my Revenge,
and it never ends.
Your NameWearing your name andYour Name3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your memories around my neck
Gives me the strength,
The sense of security I wanted.
It gives me a part of you -
The part that protects me.
Feeling it always against my skin,
I hold your name over my heart
And wonder how many nights
You've lain awake crying too,
How many nights the memories have
Haunted you more than nightmares.
Feeling the chain around my neck,
I can't help but smile in wonder.
I must have done something amazing
To be able to meet you, be loved by you.
I'm blessed, luckier than any star -
This chain symbolizes our new start.
Without the experiences I had
I would never become the one you love.
Without the horrible honor in your life
You would never grow to be who you are.
The past and present have combined together
Just so we could meet one another.
And now that we're standing
We can fly without fear of landing.
Hold my hand tight as I hold yours
Walking through all these doors.
We will succeed, we will proceed
Until there is no sadness, no grief.
Death would notthe wife was silent, ever coldDeath would not3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the babe was stiller yet
the man fled from the land to sea
but nowhere could he be and forget.
a cardinal flitted from branch to branch
a blood drop amongst the snow
and the man told the bird, this is the end
I will give to you all that I know
the bird flew away, and the man was alone
housed in his tremoring, trembling flesh
the dead home was so many miles and years ago
yet the dead home was still home to this wretch
the noose then, will be my death
he told to the cracks in the floor
the noose then, from a strong wooden beam
will keep my feet from touching the floor
this rope then, will be my death
but death would not have him
the gun then, he said
will be my death
the red will seep into the floor
the gun then, will be my death
and I will lay cold upon the floor
this pistol now, will be my death
but death would not have him
the lady sea will have my corpse
I will float in the foam
the lady sea will have my bones
and I will not be alone
the cliffs, now, wi