DreamsSilently falling past shining pools of quicksilver
A sardonic sickness infects me
Indulging pleasant delusions of potential
Memories of fevered stories, keep me company late in the night
Immersing yourself in the rains of long-term dreams
Finding that comforting place to ease a restless soul
I love it here
Without obligation or a care in the world, they have my pity
When my tired eyes flicker and open, cringing from the light
I quietly lament my personal transitory heaven
Reality sucks, but things are more valued, and ideas aren't as fragile
Greeting the day with a practiced zeal, I will accept what makes me stronger
©A. DeMario 2012
Devious Journal Entryok all ive been saying it fer a while now but i finally made plans. im driving across country from california to georgia in october. i plan on stopping to visit people in both directions. ive never done a road trip like this before. so im looking for so advice as well as if anyone here wants to meet me shoot me a note an ill see if i can work you into the rout. im visiting my sister but it would be a waste of a trip if thats all i do then id be better off flying. i may go as far north as rhode island depending on the weather. im open for suggestions on stops. if there is someplace along the way that you would recomend like national parks or anything else worth visiting.Devious Journal Entry in Personal More Like This
ROUTE SO FAR: http://uxurd.deviantart.com/gallery/?catpath=scraps#/d5fcahy
HumanHuman: Does life have a purpose?Human in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
No.. Life has no purpose. It is only what you make it to be, and the events that happen.
Human: But! I need a purpose! How can I go on with out something to live for!?
Then give it a purpose. Find something to live for. Doctors, mothers,lovers.. They do it every day. Conciously or not.
Human: ... I hate doctors, my mother is dead, and I don't even have a lover! I am.. Alone. I have nothing to live for, and still no purpose.
Heh... Foolish man. Foolish you are.
Human: What?! How am 'I' Foolish? I am not stupid!
Human: Hey! .. I'm talking to you! Answer me!
Human: I said answer me! Answer me now!
Human: WHY WONT YOU ANSWER ME!?
One More, One Less...One More, One Less... in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
One more, one less
One more sorrow to the books
One more ghost to our list.
One less to make a difference
One less smiling face
One more defiled grave
Thrown to the mercy of unmerciful kids.
One more grieving cry.
One less to share
One less to hold and love
One more, one less
Another death to the papers
Suicide is the conviction
A victim of a broken heart.
One more bouquet of plastic flowers
One more body to decay
One less friend, father, brother, uncle, grand father
One less mother, sister, aunt, Grand mother, child
One more tragedy.
One more, one less
Whisper in the valleyWhisperWhisper in the valley in Free Verse More Like This
in the valley -
ever heard -
on the wind
in the trees -
all its own -
A sweet hymn
Thoughts and LoveHold me against youThoughts and Love in Free Verse More Like This
where excitement has never reached.
I hurt there too -
where love touches
and presses us together,
closer to the center
of all sounds.
I will find more
than lost evenings
and felt flowers.
I promise my life
if I can find more
than your warm hand
ready to catch my tears.
what tastes of love,
painfully searching like I am
a potion for peace.
NaturalTo man's natural position -Natural in Free Verse More Like This
I imagined it
spread in tall grass,
level with things the earth gives
below things of the sky and heaven.
Civilized man, great lawmaker -
why do you feel comfort
in the coolness of plantlife,
cushions of greenery
against your skin?
to love the earth that much
and never to praise your gods for it!
I walked the seashore at night
between shattered glass
and broken, trampled seahomes.
Stones cut into my feet,
small sharp stones
because there were no soft spots
left in the sand.
Had I walked too far
for my friends to reach me?
The tide came up
and washed my feet,
roaring and frightening all at once
like a sudden favor
I could not understand.
It bathed my wounds.
O Creator, I can not see your face-
who made lightning strike
and confused men pray,
who can not be grateful
for small miracles.
A EULOGYMy love from whence the moon and stars did shine,A EULOGY in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who’s lips were blushed as red as any wine;
Your last of breath came at the stroke of nine…
Such beauty that beguiled the hearts of men,
O God if I could talk with her again;
Or smell the perfume from her silken skin…
Dear lord there is no bringing back my smile,
For at the stroke of nine she was defiled;
Come let us weep the tears of mercy mild…
Where do I go from here, I do not know,
The embers of my heart no longer glow;
And winds that used to sing, no longer blow…
That stroke of nine I cannot seem to shake,
A nightmare whence I know I’ll never wake;
Even in death, your love I won’t forsake…
I trust in you, my lord, to set me free,
She was my life, as you can plainly see;
My love that was the better part of me…
Dear God, will you not offer me a sign?
I hope in death to join my valentine,
And may it end upon the stroke of nine...
UPDATE ON THE ARIAS TRIALLast week the closing arguments in the Jodi Arias murder trial were given and the jury was given the case. The trial lasted 5 months, and was full of sex, lies, and legal maneuvering. The defense lawyers for Jodi Arias (Jennifer Wilmot and Kurt Nurmi) filed at least 4 motions for mistrial during the case, and all of them were denied. A few of the motions involved Nurmi accusing Prosecutor Juan Martinez of gross misconduct by bullying witnesses, slamming evidence to the ground, withholding information, and making a spectacle of himself out in front of the courthouse by posing for pictures and signing autographs. Judge Sherry Stephens found that these accusations held little to no validity and the trial moved forward.UPDATE ON THE ARIAS TRIAL in Personal More Like This
There was a juror (#3) excused and let go for reasons still unknown to me. She was tracked down by reporters and told them that she wanted to talk, but would not do so until the trial was over. Weeks after this, Juror #8 was excused as well, and it was later learned