August 2011
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Flashback
Eyes on your plate, Don’t look up, just focus on your food, Don you dare look up for more than just a second.
Keep silent, Don’t speak unless spoken too, And if spoken to, only short answers.
Follow these rules, Lest the ridicule starts, And you don’t want to hear the slew of insults.
Aren’t family dinners, Such a magical affair?
July 2011
69 posts
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Poetry of the Sky
A sky borne cascade, Washes over the lands, Giving life to our humble earth, To wet the land so thoroughly, Though only the receptive, Knows what is really going on.
Those compassionate waters of emotion, Mixed upon the torrent knowledge of air, Which falls upon the land as bitter tears, And renews the world and gives it life.
The rain is simply the poetry of the sky, And it shows us how...
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A Lily Upon The Gales
Poor Lily, you wilting flower, What do we do for you? Go dance upon the raindrops, That come from this weeping world, Leave all your petals behind, And live amongst the gales.
For windswept minds would welcome you, They love you for who you are, You’re an airborne bulb in full bloom, Blowing through mankind’s minds, You’re perfect, divine lily, You make Helen of Troy...
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The Dreaming Wind
The divine wind, That which makes my soul, Lies dreaming in the wake, Of those who are constantly awake. And the spirits dare not wake it, Though, they aren’t sure why.
The dreaming wind disturbs none, But benefits none as well, And it lies slumbering upon the sea, Ignoring the tidal waves around it, And the moonlit mind of night, Tries in vain to corrupt it, ...
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Darkness' Prisoner
I command you damned Darkness, That which I’ve cut from my life, Release my friend from your clutches, Stop giving her all your strife.
Unchain her from your shadowy keepers, Who manipulate her personality. They warp her thoughts and hold the reins, On someone who deserves to be free.
Free her from your damned whispers, The silent ones at the back of the mind, If you bring any harm...
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Where Have You Been?
Where have you been, oh gods of love? Why did you abandon us to die? What did we do to make you leave, Without so much as a goodbye?
Where did you go with your duty? To make out thoughts of love true. And not face a terrible battle of hearts, Every time we meet someone new.
Where did you go with your justice? To avenge a heart so spurned. To right the crimes of the heart, And make the...
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Canadian Poet: Awesome On Featuring Canadian Poet,... →
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Canadian Poet I mean what I say But I don’t mean to be mean Came in like zest fully clean Everybody loves it but my residue yet to be seen Yes I’m obscene But you don’t have to like the absurd To like my words Evil or not I need to be heard Mark my words By sunset is going down
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Haiku of a Head Wound
Sweet Jesus that hurt, I think my brain is leaking, Really hard to think.
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Tanka of Kindness and Assholes
I’m a nice person, If that is a strange concept, Then you’re terrible. You don’t deserve my kindness, Its only for the worthy.
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Catch Less Flies With Honey
I tried to be kind to a stranger today, She sicced the assholes on me. I gave her a small compliment, Apparently that’s now considered creepy.
Because the morons that outnumber me, Compassion is something they don’t know, They hate it even though, They claim to love that Jesus fellow.
So if you want to be popular, You’ve got to learn to be an ass. Because if you try and be...
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Ennui or Just Empty?
There’s a hollow sensation, From deep inside me. And I honestly can’t tell, If its ennui or I’m just empty.
Is my listless depression from boredom? There’s nothing really I can do. So can I cure this ennui, When nothing will ever ensue?
Or am I missing something, And am no longer that strong? But I’ve been missing so much for so long, So what exactly went wrong?
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Upon Clouds of Time and Space
Destroy my mind and let me float, Upon clouds of time and space. Free me from the worries of the world, And from this fleshy soul-case.
Make me into the esper, That my soul so rightly resembles, Undo me, unmake me, To all but my spirit, disassemble.
For I can’t bear to live, In such a contradictory way. So if my physical nature is denied, I’d rather just throw it away.
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Haiku of Talking On Facebook
A Poke is a Poke, But I mean for it to say, “Talk to me damn it!”
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Haiku of A Silly Little Girl
I could have loved you, You loved guy’s attention more, I hope you’re happy.
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Other People Aren't As Nice About it I Bet
Remember everything I did for you? No, I guess that would require gratitude. Remember all those times I was there for you? No, I guess that needs a caring attitude.
Remember how I kept the assholes at bay? No, I guess you just loved their attention. Remember how I was a bloody saint to you? No, I guess its something I shouldn’t mention.
Because when one does so much for you, And you just...
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Poetic Pretense
Some days I get tired, Of living behind a veil, Of poetic pretense.
Some days all I want, Is to drop the metaphors, And just be so very blunt.
“God, you’re an asshole.” “I really want to fuck you.” “You’re a terrible person and a shitty friend.”
But one can’t talk like that, So I guess I’ll just have to stick, With the veil of poetic...
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You Know The Drill
You announce publicly that something is wrong, I go to you privately to try and help.
You say things are alright no need for concern, I try and tell you how you’re special.
You say thanks, you’ve got to go, I say alright, and tell you can talk to me any time.
You know the drill by now, Personally, I’m tired of it. Why can’t I drop the routine?
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Thoughts of Desire From a Lust Filled Mind
Lust, that apparent sin, Has seeped inside my head, And I’d trade most anything, For someone to share my bed.
Desire overtakes my thoughts, And leaves me with little much, But wanting to gently caress her skin, Which feels electric to my touch.
Soon we throw our minds away, Let our wildest passion consume us, And let me know your taste, For it is so sweet, it makes me obsess.
With...
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She Saved and Raised A Phoenix
I was a tired old bird, With weights and barbs in my wings, Looking upon the spires below, Slowly sinking, nearly impaled.
She was a strong gale, Blowing about throughout the world, I got caught in her torrential spirit, And found myself uplifted and turned around.
She turned me around and lifted me up, Pointed me to the sun, and gave a nudge, And I soon found myself flying there, While she...
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Waiting For Someone to Play Me
Balance my soul like a fiddle bow, Hold me with a gentle touch, And let your own feelings glow.
Channel your own emotion into it, And if you play me with deft hands, You’ll hear the most beautiful song of your life.
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Quatrain of Ambition and Lack of Inspiration
I want to move the whole world, With the song of my heart. But I can’t hear it’s melody anymore, So how can I do my part?
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A Song Trough A Bamboo Bowstring
I sing a song of sunny skies, Of flowers that grow and die, But they don’t regret mortality, They’re happy of the sun they did see.
The birds and bees light up the day, They love the pleasure and the play, They’ve no regret, no remorse, ...
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Fade Away (a collaboration with lilysofthefield)
(Lily’s words are in normal text. Mine are in italics)
lilysofthefield: Don’t fade away,
not when I needed you the most,
I thought you told me till forever.
Who decided the end?
I know it wasn’t me.
If you’re going to disappear,
leave what you took from me, too.
I don’t want to fade away, ...
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The Platypus
The platypus woke up today, And went on it’s way with little care, It didn’t have things to worry about, For it, life was fair.
It didn’t worry about bills, Nor paying off student loans, It didn’t have hatred thrown it’s way, It had nothing to really bemoan.
And when it went to sleep that night, The world’s weight was off it’s mind. I envy you...
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Funeral for a Dead God
I was invited to attend the funeral, For the God I was raised on. The one that betrayed my trust, The one who made me incapable of faith.
I shan’t go and mourn him, For I have no remorse about his fate. Call me cynical, call me what you will, But he’s the one who made me this way.
I’m going to stay home for his funeral, And go about my day as normal. I’m going to...
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The Sound of Silence
Silence doesn’t mean a lack of sound, True silence is calling out for help, And no one answering.
Do you hear that? No, of course you don’t. But I’ve been calling for quite a while.
Labor for Love
I’m now going to tell you a bit about my past and about myself. Mainly because I have been thinking about it, and hopefully people will learn from this.
As some of you know from either talking with me or past posts, I didn’t have a very fun childhood. I know some people grew up in far worse, but it was still very difficult to live in. I grew up in an emotionally abusive household,...
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Synthetic Sentiment
Are your emotions orgainic, Or did you make them how they are? Because compared to organic emotion, Synthetic sentiment doesn’t go far.
Did you deny yourself, Did you let your thoughts get in the way? Because that temptation to truly live, Was not a game you wanted to play?
Did you fool yourself into love, Just because you were lonely? And eventual heartbreak just seemed, The better...
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Well, The Pen represents writing. More specifically, writing talent and affinity. Though some may disagree, I’ve been told I have a fair writing talent, or to put it another way, I have the gift of The Pen.
The Wind partially represents my spiritual side. In...
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Karma
I’m a good person, I live to make other’s lives better. I try my best to spread some love, To try and make life less bitter.
I’m a good person, It’s sometimes hard to brighten people’s days. For though I do the best I can, Misfortune always comes my way.
I’m a good person, And I’m broken by the end of the day. It’s just unfair to see some...
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Flip a Coin
I’m going to be honest here, I’m really quite jealous. I read all that you do, All that you tell that has happened to you, Things seem to just be so fantastic for you, And I tend to get the terrible things you miss out on, I suppose that is my fate, To be the opposite face to your coin.
But never was a toss up, Because you always will have a chance, And I never will. I’m...
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Lost In The World
What am I doing? This doesn’t seem right, I feel like I should be doing more, With my life.
Where am I going? Direction isn’t clear, Paths are forced upon me, My destination is nowhere near.
Who am I? I cannot say, I hope I meet myself, One of these days.
What do I want? There’s nothing for which I strive, I wish I had something to look forward to, To give me a little drive.
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Haiku of Aspiration
Anything for fame, I want to be loved by all, Always remembered.
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Someone, Somewhere
Someone, somewhere, Is waiting for me at night, Wanting me to be right there, To make things feel alright.
Someone, somewhere, Has got my sense of home, My desired goal, my final stop, On this too long a roam.
Someone, somewhere, Never wants me to leave. They see the utter best in me, I’m all that they believe.
Someone, somewhere, Puts me in a sweet prayer. I guess I have to forever...
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Lady Gaia
All of us in our collective lifetimes, Have the pleasure of knowing a woman, Who is the embodiment of Gaia herself.
She is kind, she is graceful. From her kindness springs the sweetest fruit, And her grace, the most gorgeous scenery.
She is generous and forgiving, For her, she derives happiness, From the joy of others.
And some see this and treat her kindly, To live with her peacefully...
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Et Tu Brute?
I find a friend who is no longer friendly, To be a useless thing indeed. Now so strange, but hardly a stranger, They’re nothing more than mental weed.
Try and reconnect, they shun you, They’re now such a terrible folk. They’ve now painted you out of their lives, Without a hesitation in their stroke.
Leave all your kind sentiment behind, For they don’t want you to stay,...
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The Coven
A lone, cloaked figure traversed a crooked, shady path through a thick, dark forest. He hated paths through dark forests, there was always trouble on them. The prospect of thieves, beasts, or monsters didn’t scare him, he considered them an annoyance, and even more so of one because thieves, beasts, and monsters seemed to be unnaturally attracted to him.
Still, the trip through it was...
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Epilogue
A faithful follower asked me to do a piece as if it was my last poem written. I aim to please.
My body is weak and weary, Worn from the winds of Time. Within the chaos I sought to instill, Order, through a bit of rhyme.
Memory, My only companion, Begins to tell the tale of Me. It shows me things I deeply regret, And sights I loved to see.
I do not curse what is happening, I have played my...
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We Have To Stop Meeting This Way
I saw you in my dreams last night, We have to stop meeting that way. If you really wanted to see me, You should find some way to stay.
You tempted me in my dreams last night, With the sweetest things you could. But to do those things in reality, Well, I hardly doubt you would.
Would it be too much to ask, For you to stay out of my dreams? If you don’t want to stay, don’t make, My...
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That Nemesis Behind A Glass Veil
I walked into my bathroom today, And before I could do anything, I spotted my nemesis there, Hiding behind a glass veil.
He stood there mocking me, Looking hideous as always, And making me hate him ever more, With his despicable nature and ways.
It was torture going about my business, With him there, mocking and judging me, And I sighed because I knew he’d always be there,...
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Haiku of the Pained Soul
Terribly injured, Nothing to help it heal though, They’re internal wounds.
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Trial of Night's Fire
A crafted personal piece, Is made public for all to see, In the hopes of garnering some recognition, And maybe a bit of love.
It goes by with only a shrug, And is the final bit of straw, That pushes my mind, From dusk to midnight.
And when that midnight is upon me, I am filled with loneliness and pathos, That night forms a black black fire, Which thoroughly sears my soul.
You may scoff at such...
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