Right Away I Write Away
To my one and only, the beloved whom my heart favors...
For my all & every
The true love my soul has at last found.
I continue onward, producing letters
To grow into words,Words that still yet
lack ability to describe this, our love.
Though my mind works with vigor,
through day until night,
Evermore to the dying beat of my heart.
Remolded have I been,
and forever grasped...
By a bond beyond unbreakable.
The Heart that drums away the beat in hopes
of reaching the ears of some muse...
In hopes of fabricating my rapture...
Right away I write away,
direct from my inner most being,
Out poured to pages for the eyes of my angel.
Lullaby!Gentle heartbeat old as timeLullaby!1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Metronome tempo close to mine.
There at night when claimed by sleep
Early morning hear its beat.
Two hearts quintessentially sing
Melody soft, substance takes wing
Crooning beautifully, no stop or start.
Syncronized rhythmn, beating hearts.
In tune with life, tender lullaby
softly sung like angel's sigh.
The United MarionetteThe United Marionette1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Eyes blind, and running in a direction unknown,
Oh what foolish pilgrimage has been chosen for us now?
All hail the way of conformity to the false prophets throne,
To the idolaters zealous fire do you march as you bow.
Forward you move, imploding and expanding simultaneously...
Rotting from within and denying your own flaws.
Changing your view and way so spontaneously!
Until even you do not understand what is your pathetic cause.
The philosophers in history say
that without conflict, can there be no progression...
And here and how, to your eyes is the cause of your delay...
Shall revolt catch your burning wagon with the hands of transgression?
Abandon ship and onto the burning bandwagon,angry and alone.
Division of the flock, oh what a weapon here and how!
No glory is the way to forsake the truth that you now disown!
Looking back at a forlorn forefather,with a nervous sweat on your brow.
NocturnalWrapped up tight by my own wings,Nocturnal1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hang upside down
while the blood rushes to my head
inside my cobwebbed cocoon,
Ultraviolet rays flicker against my eyelids
in colors I have never seen,
yet maybe I have once before,
I saw them the first time your skin brushed mine,
a kaleidoscope of solar energy
making me blind enough to see the light,
Your voice now echoing in a frequency
only I can hear,
it ricochets through my thin bat bones,
lingering along my teeth
so I can taste the way you sound
along the backside of my cavity,
But now you've been bitten
because I have no control,
my incisors sinking in to your handsome heart
because you are ripened fruit
in the dead of Winter
and I am a parasite
in Summer's wake,
If only the day ever met the night
maybe we could meet again,
but for now this must be enough,
so I return to the shelter of my own wings
to protect myself from the sun
and your own astrological luminosity.
Unbreakable VowsUnbreakable Vows1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Stained, my face with sorrow,
wash it clean with a kiss on the morrow.
Embrace me not from afar,
And allow my soul to shine brighter than any star.
I swear to you that we are only stronger,
and hand in hand, we'll last through eternity and longer.
We fear the same occurences do we not my dear?
I dread the end of this blessing, but the future is unclear.
My darling, you need not worry of my intentions...
It is only the expected obstacles that bring tensions.
Wipe the worrisome tears from those beautiful eyes,
for it will never be our devoted passion that dies.
Calm your caring heart, as I am here to stay.
And away from my vows to you, I shall never stray.
Ink GravesLetterless words and pageless books-Ink Graves1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and ink blots on the flowers;
Ghosts scratch their heads and tap their pens,
all across the hours.
Winds can howl and cease to be,
by one twitch of my pen;
I spoke of writing a poem tonight,
and by dawn I've written ten.
Emily sits aside nobody,
the Raven, above, waits;
Frost dances in a yellow wood,
among the long lost dates.
A tall, well spoken willow,
looms over the grave;
Protecting every dated word,
and every thought they gave.
I crumple another masterpiece,
with thoughts I'd thought to save;
and as it strikes the baset bottom,
it rests in its ink grave.
Tides of Earth and SkyTides of Earth and Sky2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the ache of soul carried the torch of dreams into the sky
Upon scent of mortal thirst destiny whispered in myriad
rapture of folding tides..
Lo the mythic shore, where I — a phantasm of love bleeds
into the ether of velvet sky & ocean hymn...
Lost in the wine of omni-dreaming, for our passion tis but
the humble audience of eternity
In jeweled horizons the Goddess feasts; her gaze I cannot flee
I have crossed oceans of time & drank the song of worlds
My spirit forever slain in the beauty of her immortal sea
— Arthur Crow © 2012
The Littlest ArtistThis life isn't easyThe Littlest Artist1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I weave my work
Wherever I please
But I've been run out
Place to place
Wherever I end up
I've had fans
Who I'm thankful for
Critics that ignore me
But the one thing
That I'll never understand
Are those who hate me
They see me
They destroy my work
They try to kill me
My legs are tired
I can't run
I can hide
But if they find me
I fear the thought
Is it because I'm so small?
In such a big world
Is it because I scare people?
I don't mean too
Or is it because...
...I am merely a spider
My EndymionI was never a fond of love;My Endymion1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never invited it into my bed,
nor gave it my tears.
Not that it would ask.
And yet tears I do now give,
To a man who never asked nor incited such feelings.
Feelings that crowd my mind,
And weigh my chest down.
With uncontrolled emotions that spire into fires of passion.
Pretty words seeming so small to describe,
the obsolete moment of truth that banishes dreams for reality.
Oh how the light so gently touches you,
and that smile.
That gives me a smile of my own.
This is a tragedy of situation my friend.
Sorrow for joy;
my dear Endymion.
PricelessI don't need any presentPriceless1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
for me to know you're mine.
Rings are just golden collars.
Diamonds, stones that shine.
Why a bouquet with many flowers
is better than a single one,
if love can't be measured, and
it's enough by itself, alone?
Venice and Paris are nice,
but I can love you regardless the place.
Who cares about "where"
if I have your kiss and your embrace?
Why expensive clothes and shoes as
Chanel, Louboutin, Dior and Louis Vuitton,
if I can love you even better
when we have no clothes on?
Luxury and wealth
are always welcome, for sure.
But my love for you, which has no price
is my most valuable treasure.
Only In Ink...With eyes like goldOnly In Ink...1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
That lure and glow
Full of secrets
I'll never know
With a voice so melodic
That drags me in
And an embrace so warming
My head starts to spin
With unfaltering grace
And a flawless stroll
And oh, those eyes
That bore into my soul
They pull me in
And I'm unable to think
How can I love someone
Who exists only in ink
Purest CrimeI have a diamond in a boxPurest Crime2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It sits in a safe that's tightly locked
In darkness its beauty is forever sealed
Its gleaming features never revealed
Crooks and thieves that crave its wealth
Have tried to steal it with their stealth
Failure follows them every time
Death is the penalty for this crime
Often times, to make them feel shame
I have them participate in a little game
They bet their souls like poker chips
Completely aware of what's at risk
If they win, I will hold up my side of the deal
And give them what they came to steal
But if their game results in loss
Their souls are placed inside my box
The diamond inside is not of carbon
But of the souls so carelessly bargained
Tightly packed into a mass
They glow and shimmer like pure glass
So I welcome all thieves, crooks and liars
In the hopes of adding their souls to the pile
And if you try to pick my lock
Remember, eternity is a long time to spend in a box
My QueenFor reasons unknownMy Queen1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have fallen for you
There is something great,
Something extraordinarily different
That draws my thoughts to you
And I may never know
Exactly what that is
But what I do know is
I've always believed
That my heart belongs
Wherever my mind goes
When it begins to wander
And that can only be you
For you are queen
Of the kingdom of my heart
I'm Not an ArtistI'm simply a flower that hasn't bloomed yet,I'm Not an Artist1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Spring I'm waiting for is just around-
I'm not an artist.
This is not art.
To say otherwise would be a mockery to the art of, well, art
I try, but everything fades.
And I'll fade too someday.
Shadow SunShadow Sun1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in that very moment, I knew it was already too late
My vision has adjusted
The memories of my former life all just slipped away
My light has faded
The last of the fallen sparks fluttered in the distance
My hope has been obliterated
The shadows rose to claim their long awaited radiance
My destiny was always fated
In my heart, I lost it all
To this very second, it's still my fault
In my body, I have been tainted
From all of the damage I sustained
In my mind, I felt everything snap
I smiled as all of the colors turned black
In my soul, I had to let it all go
Cradled by the darkness is all I will ever know
In my eyes, I
Just take a momentSo I had a dream last nightJust take a moment1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was really . . . nice
I had no scars
nothing but clean skin
I looked so happy
I had tons of friends
I was being rewarded for my grades
I didn't look ill
I was wearing shorts
I was doing stuff I hasn't in years
like swimming in the ocean
or at the pool
Walking around the house in short sleeves
I couldn't help but wonder
'is this how life would be
If I didn't make that first cut?
Would I not be addicted to smoking
Or not want to drink?'
I looked so happy
It was that kind of happiness
everyone wants to reach too
The kind I would die for
This is me saying this
A girl who at the age of 13
stop wearing shorts and short sleeves
A girl who lied to everyone
A girl who wanted love
Don't make that first cut
You wont be able to control it
no matter how strong you think you are
They will get deeper
To the point that this cut could kill you
They will become worst
That 10 will turn into 100
You can't keep it to just one spot
It will spreed
It will become someth
Oh you singing chimesOh, you sad sad chimes stop singingOh you singing chimes1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This awful tune of grief
For him the bell tolled and now's ringing
You mourn for my fiancé's thief
He paid for his crime with his life
My gun took his away
The woman I love will be my wife
So sad chimes, sing joyfully today
Oh you mourning chimes do sing on
And I will sing along
For him to grim death's sad melody
The victim of jelousy
My love for him became his doom
By the gun of my groom
Like the smoke his life faded away
Oh, you sad sad chimes sing on today
Oh you sad sad chimes will you fade
Today's a day of joy
Since at dawn two men met at the glade
And dead is who me does cloy
Roots entwine his corpse from now on
And women's arms no more
It's the righteous fate for this Don Juan
Whom I did so very much abhore
Oh you happy chimes stop your song
Joy is so very wrong
I can't forgive, can't forget the crimes
My groom committed, oh happy chimes
Hear my pleas, my cries, take my oath
My husband will lose both
His enemy as well as his wife
Alone And UsedA l o n eAlone And Used1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The only reason you use me
Is if they're not there.
The only reason that you talk to me
Is because no one else is there
Why can't I feel like I'm in this world for a reason?
A reason that isn't just for you
But for me too
When is it my chance to become who I am?
Why do you always use me? It's not funny anymore... It hurts. A lot.
Untouched BooksDirty fingerprints crust the pagesUntouched Books1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Of the books of forgotten lore
That have laid here before all ages
Untouched from before-
Unconcerned with reason or rhyme,
Longing for those finger-shaped prints,
They have waited all this time,
To be imprinted with darkened tints
But all that meets them is the chilly air,
And the quiet whispers of phantoms past;
And still they wait with silent flair,
To be marked with fingers again at last
Apocalpyse ChildStanding alone amongst ruins of rubble,Apocalpyse Child1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Waits a little angel with eyes expressing fear.
She wears a dress of shining so light and clear,
And in her palm she holds her teddy so tight,
Whilst scarlet skies turn black to herald trouble.
Flames fly high over her raven crown without care,
Scorching grim ground beneath her feet.
But this is no angel that any army can defeat,
She'll break bullets with breath of a terrified sound,
And she'll tame those who torment with her stare.
Standing alone amongst wreckage of war,
Sings a little angel with hands howling pain.
She walks in boots of mourning so brash and vain,
And in her gaze she wields her hate so harsh,
Whilst grey graves turn red to blind disaster.
Explosions erupt low under her toes pale by pity,
Burning stagnant skin revealing her mystery.
But this is no angel that anarchy will have victory,
She'll crack courage with cries of a mortified sin,
And she'll humble those who hurt with her ferocity.
Standing alone amongst concrete of carnage
The Ravens of ValhallaO’er desolate shores wept the fate of immortal flamesThe Ravens of Valhalla1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And into a Winter sun I bleed my dreams,
as a thousand years of love & war dressed the sky
Long-ships sailed to the otherworld upon Odin’s breath
Betwixt night and day I wandered, shimmering, peering
— Till my chalice of Dragons blood flowed but no more
I became a warrior lost in the stars, drifting, ever falling,
Until the shadows entombed my soul in Raven-lore
Lo the tempest eerie; ‘magick entwining spirit and flesh
Upon snow I awoke dreary, beneath winged-silhouettes
‘Couldst be, my Princess adored; — last of the Valkyrie!
I recall — myriad of black feathers in leisured-dance,
And our love soared ravenous unto darkness befallen
From the frosts of creation I wrought gloom and desire,
Bore the tongue of fevered winds thru oceans of time
Here thy whispers feasting, I linger, clad in mists of fire
O’ we have lived, in the arms of shadow and vapors
We have sung, in fields of night
TuesdayTuesday1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A somber raise of the glasses,
the unbroken, yet half empty...
A somber cheers, in memoriam.
The reminder of great loss,
Well known to the uninvolved,
As a mark to remain upon history.
Vindictively vicious was
the scar ever unhealed,
Left upon a body already
mangled and slowly recovering.
How strange, this cycle of affliction.
How off the resemblance of occurrences
O'Lord, my infinite prayers...
to this horrid event in past.
To those taken to their appointed place
here after in the Afterlife.
Those fallen souls may they forever rest...
My Sweet ShadowMy sweet shadowMy Sweet Shadow1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're always with me
My sweet darkness
I guess that you care
My sweet emptiness
You're the one I can turn to
My sweet shadow
You will always be there
My sweet dream
You make me sick
My sweet illusion
Lies is what I'm feed
My sweet hope
You build me up
My sweet dream
Still you do it to break me down
My sweet knife
Make me whole
My sweet blade
I want to rape my skin
My sweet dagger
I want to feel alive
My sweet knife
Please make me die
Hunting Avalon's MoonBeneath a sky of Kings, mortal life quiveredHunting Avalon's Moon1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Warm rains spilled a fever of unborn dreams;
— like a silent song of golden pollen falling in
timeless reverie, seeding forests arcane
The dawn of enchantment crested ancient lands,
adorning the hunger of shadows and spirits
Long I stood in the flow of primeval rapture...
where unto the hallowed beckoned wild
I slept in the cradle of Nature's magick,
windswept in feasts of tongue & flame
Dreams and dreamers, in haste I did reap
And I thrusted my sword into the sky
Ever night's bequest, the stars shall not die
Thru seasons of fabled rhythms I roamed;
— my soul etched into the mists of time
O'er pastel fields, untamed memories seek
In a circle of Kings, I shimmered in ebon robes
Perfumed eyes gathered like nightingales
And I watched upon gossamer tides —
Merlin caught her gaze resting among
the promise of stars and beloved Moon
"Thou art heavenly clad in velvet starlight"
She fled upon his song & wept in quietude,