Night
stars
shining
high above
and watching over
all our stolen eternities
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Night
stars
shining
high above
and watching over
all our stolen eternities
Yak,
Yak!
Spare me,
Have mercy,
I can take no more . . .
Of your inane drivel.
I
We
you all
sing 'em out
the words are made up
but the song still remains the same.
---getting a feel for it---
form
fit
color
kept in line
coloring book style
just picture perfect pixels please
---Out of ammo---
drip
drip
word drip
a build up
not exponential
but quick enough to make you think.
Your
hand
on my
hand reminds
me of that trip to
Blackpool, mid-March, your lips warming.
Black
rose
broken
in my heart
your cries to the moon
I close my eyes and shut it out
Cry
ing
under
the cold moon
a heart rose broke black,
dark eyes bleed red, squeezing on thorns.
I
purse
my lips
as to speak
think better of it
each word is one I've said before
Your
eyes
follow
after me
I have no escape
from all your haunting memories
O
Muse.
Tell us
the story
of Odysseus,
the really wily warrior. ;)
Maths
Was
Never
My strong point;
But Fibonacci
Is too pretty a name to pass.
Stone Heart
Stone
heart
stoic
neath the moon
chocked among ivy
crumbling into the dark sea
Wild
light
spiders
through fingers
webbed over my eyes.
It's me: Coming, ready or not.
I liked this one. I'll give it a go.Quote:
Originally Posted by Silas Thorne
Gauss,
Strauss,
Euclid
(Triangle)
Descartes, Pascal: Did
All love math? Well, all except Strauss.
Play
me
tender
your harp string
strum my heart's rhythm
your harmony quivers through me
Me
I
Myself
What am I?
I am what I eat
Will pizza make me well-rounded?
Fibonacci Form Poetry
it's
time
this night
candlelight
as dark awaits dawn
to rewrite one's own destiny.