to wake
to sleep no more--
who do I think I'm kidding?
Napping before tweleve o'clock--
raining
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to wake
to sleep no more--
who do I think I'm kidding?
Napping before tweleve o'clock--
raining
raining
pitter-patter
drip-dropping rivulets
the earth is cleansed by crystal clear
water
water
standing quiet
hears no future coming
hurling through space and time with speed
it comes
it comes
through the jungle
jaguar-king creeps under
the thick foliage of deepest green
fear this
"Fear This!"
See the sticker?
That's a butt-kicking truck.
Beware vehicle, beware owner?
Which one?
http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1...ne/Trucker.gif
which one
will you choose now,
now that you are down, out,
are the pickings getting slimmer
life's love
life’s love,
is love of life,
and that is up to me,
to see that love is never gone —
never
never
shall we find this
tender moment again...
my fingers touch your cheek and yours
touch mine
touch mine
that I may feel
there is still life in here
yes, still life, like a painting, needs
release
release
the day lilly
from her time, why not years,
release her from winter, give her
sunshine!
sunshine
glitters within
your heart, and a fading
moon fills your eyes with tomorrow's
spent hopes
spent hopes—
silver dollars,
always hoping, winner!
roulette wheel of life stacked for
the house
the house
of the heart
can never be empty
because you are there, so is your
hat hook
hat hook,
coat hook, perhaps
we should also have a
scowl hook, so you could hang up your
bad mood
bad mood
is divided
into three classes, viz-
classes at 8, cooked fish, and my
mother.
mother,
precious giver,
I cannot repay you,
but accept the humility
of men
of men
and their struggle...
a legacy of great
achievements and, moreso, of great
sorrows
sorrows
cleanse happiness
getting us ready for
another layer of real life
pile on
pile on
ice cream of life:
strawberry hearts, pralines,
darkest, warm chocolate, whipped cream, and
jimmies!
Jimmies—
Cagney, Carter:
One caught our eyes on screen,
One became a great President,
Pathways...
pathways
through the forest
verdant greens, emerald, jade...
layer upon layer of rich
green life
green life
yes, immature
although I've learned a lot
but please, won't you speak to me with
old words
old words,
straight from the heart,
a song you can't forget,
precious thoughts that linger all day
and night
and night
fingers touching
my leg over your hips
like synchronized swimmers, we turn
and spoon
and spoon
by spoon stirring
the light between curtains
with indigo night that goes on
and on
and on
we will travel
our bright faces shining
never revealing our depths of
despair
despair
is a deep slough—
fighting hard, sinking fast:
ceasing struggle, you find you can
swim out…
swim out
to where the moon
reflects in the ocean
but do not disturb the mirror
shining
shining
red reflections,
the dancing of the flames—
with the cover torn from Hell's Mouth—
it burns
it burns
with a red heat
relentlessly devours
blue, green, yellow, violet, and
leaves black.
leaves black
on the gravel,
pieces of husk, edges
of brown seeds peeking through, the heart of
walnuts
walnuts,
carrots, eggs, flour,
sugar... mix well and bake...
spread with icing, sticky fingers...
yum yum
yum yum,
the yellow dog
barked to be modified,
so we did, but two is too much
barking
The curse of the YellowDog Updater
^^^ :sick: :lol:
barking
hyenas lurch
across the savannah...
other beware the scavengers'
loud laughs
loud laughs
either annoy
or loose the sturdy knot
tied by awkward shifting stances
by walls.
by walls
and doors shall you
be imprisoned, only
to allow your shackles to be
shattered
Shattered,
Broken pieces
Scattered over the floor
All such a jumble; such a mess!
My heart.
my heart
pumping red blood
all over my yellow dress
staining my hands with its fervent
beating
beating
the drums are words:
thank you for your kindness
thank you for just being there for me:
with love
my heart
runs with the clock
hung on the wall of time
every minute every second
tick tick!