Clothed in metaphor
Mystery, obfuscation,
What is existence?
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Clothed in metaphor
Mystery, obfuscation,
What is existence?
what is existence?
wish of god, blessing of life
for all the creatures
for all the creatures
bravely red in tooth and claw,
can you save yourselves?
Can you save yourselves
from warped imaginations
and the quest for I?
And the quest for I?
would journey through eternity
and end in almighty
and end almighty
in palm, jeweled sea over
unceasing creases
Unceasing creases
grew with age, endured woes
turned him a sage
turned him a sage one
sober item of the age
good celebrity
good celebrity
victim of paparazzi
smiles to hide the pain
smiles to hide the pain
stretches the truth to highlight
the cause he supports
The cause he supports
was the new blood in his veins
flowing ceaselessly
flowing ceaselessly
unswerving, the mills of time
in slimy process
in slimy process
slowly slop slung to the pigs
I think your pigs ate your last line, ff. :D
that shiver and snort,
pleased with siphoning the words
from the poet's pen.
I haven't done this in a long time. I hope it's any good.
From the poet's pen
To the balck panther's sharp claws
My heart is in angst.
My heart is in angst
Strung through the hip in rose lengths
Weary of reaching
and awaits the scythe,
the grain in the field stands tall
swaying one last time.
swaying one last time
trying not to collapse at
the scene of the crime
the scene of the crime
holds but awful memories
who can remember?
Who can remember
the source of the lost question
that opened one mind?
my best line ever
stretched from trembling twig shapes
that opened one mind
that opened one mind
closed like a licorice wand
at each end sweeter
At each end sweeter
raspberry plants forever
the ladybug sighs
the ladybug sighs
once more the warning begins
once again she flies
Once again she flies
heels giggling on marble floors
the clock chimes midnight
The clock chimes midnight
Moonlight wanders through the wastes
Of this lonely world
Of this lonely world
nothing pleasant can be said,
'til it is reborn.
'til it is reborn
what are the poets up to
and the owl sighed
and the owl sighed
whose song shares this lovely night
enchanted music
enchanted music
thrums against the temple's walls -
the waltz of candles
the waltz of candles
staggering in drunken swirls,
the flame, tiny feet
the flame, tiny feet
stepping into shadow, dance
to the loss of light
To the loss of light
Blowing out crimson candles
Chinese New Year's here.
Woot, IP's on a roll! :thumbs_up
Chinese New Year's here
festive dancing in the streets
bring on the dragons
bring on the dragons
stomp snort breathe fire and smoke and
luck for the new year
Luck for the new year
Amnesia for the old
Love for the present
Love for the present
is a moment free of time
raised in elation
Raised in elation
The gaze of admiration
Fuels hungry souls