Tag Archives: #emotions

ALONE IS WITH ME

Alone is with me for just this day

we share together the many things
that only Alone and me can enjoy;

  the space to breathe

  the time to see
  a place with joy
  a mind to heal
Alone is with me for just this day
 we share together the many things
that only Alone and me can enjoy;
Does your Alone share with you?
A  moment of silence then
shall you know!
:: 03-31-2017 ::

LADYBUG

I was laying in the grass so tall and smelled so well. Yes
the lazy clouds slipping across the cellophane
membrane of God’s eyelids, He smiled down upon me, and birds
and motes of dust orchestrated music in motion
and I was taken to an easy moment, just a silent paradise
and lady bug crossed my chest and laid her sexy self-down,
the butterfly too; all of God’s nature upon my soul and then
the lady came walking in foot-loose sandals, there were flowers
in her hair and stars within her eyes and ladybug rolled her eyes
saying, “not again.”  The grass swayed each move to her hips
and I sighed.  God, “if He were a lady, this is her walking up to me.”
And I lost my mind!  I said Lord good\\ She blew my mind and she,
fine vine, kissed my lips, so high upon my mountain-hop top.
She took me to a place, where the birds speak angelic words
& fish sing and water paints //love is a food and you never get fat
upon her heart.  Oh girl you make me make me lose my mind
The Ladybug says so good, and kissed me goodbye &
left a note and a bottle of wine!
And I lost my mind!  Ladybug my sweet thing!
Black and red dream love you no matter what
but this lady – makes me lose my mind!

//..//


if BY ‘Bye Tears’

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about POETS AND WORDS and EMOTIONS

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UNLEASHED I DID THE WORLD’S ARMY

step…stomp..step..step.stop-step
step stom step-step-stomp step
Halt! EYE’S RIGHT! A N Undeclared
sense of urgency We feeling if
this love: waltz away
my sense of u r g e n c y
We cry for something difficult
to bring us(and love if this
oh dear this is the world’s end).
I cry! to swear i held your hand until
all (oh, the end). i saw you wash away//
we begged oh yes and if this is the
end it is the END
i saw you wash away; and your eyes had
an image of me while i cried; broken history
“if” like a step-child unwanted so i sawy
i say if it’s the end i wash away me
wash away me: i describe miracles
so something so difficult in eyes
it’s the end it’s the end lovely heart
i swear one day a new beginning!
and much fresh suffering
:: 08-29-2015 ::


I DENY YOUR ABUSE OF MY SKIN

SOLID Smiles stepped
pressing my EMERGENCY
strIppIng All Your
/// a criippled devastation
(-!: p,ease oh plesae see i
am ‘walked away.’ Feeding me
to say ‘please allow the end!!!
walk away ok i caught ‘L.’
i weep oh feeling a word in flesh
it’s time i saw my miracle
so biblical. —>so lost
away!! Hair o’ history when
your fist bruised me and this
the end:I is no longer a word of me
Devastated by my love
of me

:: 08-29-2015 ::


MY PETS

THEY all become my pets
it’s getting worse
when i realized my
pain was hanging by
a thread behind
the walls across the yard
the finest day i ever had
inside a deep pit
where drops of tears
hang in the air
that hummingbirds lick
and the sun burns away
somewhat like my life
and there’s something
in the wind i cannot see
but feel like the hope
beneath my skin that crawls:
it asks: do you love yourself?
and i have no words to explain
so i won’t complain
they’re all my pets

:: 07-25-2015 ::


THE WAVES ARE MISTY CLAPPING

The waves are misty clapping
seas, lovvv–i—,ng some——
thing inside a roar |beating heart/
| Gogh once painted it
but decided on fields with
flowers and twirl-swirling
stars
enough to make me cry

:: 07-19-2015 ::


TWO FINGERS ARE GOOD (but three stretches it)

Today I threw up breakfast and my platypus licked it
a regurgitation of  heartfelt platitudes on the floor!
Today I kissed the toe of a gnarly God who likes
to burn ants with stolen lens
somewhere within my     swamp-born brain
I have almost a clear thought;  like the chimps behind the
clear-glassed walls that angels see through
and I’m ashamed — a diaper upon my head
a shit stain on my heart like all the horrors
on two legs begging more

:: – ::


CELLULOID DREAMS

and all the pain
lives within
a celluloid strip [YOU]
of moving pictures
across the space
of a point in time
it’s the tremolo
score of life
like shoes that fit
within your soul
it’s all of you
so you ride the back
of a bumble bee
it tickles your thighs
but the buzzing soothes
the soul within you
and painted lips
collect gossamer threads
you hold your breath
dreaming of a love
that died within you
it’s all the same
life-life, merry-go-round

:: 02-15-2015 ::