first place
of real honour,
second place of seasoned
accomplishment, third place of raw
drawn skills
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first place
of real honour,
second place of seasoned
accomplishment, third place of raw
drawn skills
drawn skills
brute bravery
wan technicality
with these strengths, grasp the red apple
begin
begin
damned alarmist
regime evinced roundly
to void infectious instruments
of flight
of flight
take off, landing
a steady trip with you
at the controls steering me home
to you
to you,
october skies,
a breath and broken eyes
lift up and fail too soon, pursue
long sighs...
long sighs,
perhaps a smile,
the years have passed a long
while ago, all your wondering whys
and tears
and tears,
second nature,
a closet fantasy
of the tortured silent partner,
unsung
unsung
heroes of war
are not the generals
but soldiers who gave their lives
for you
unsung
mute rhapsody
exploding from within
open yourself to me, make love
in tune
in tune,
oscillations
through the air, the same sky
that holds my dreams in deepest blue
holds you
holds you,
cloned maverick,
chassis of grated hues
binding your essence. close breaths
trapped tight
trapped tight
syncopated
voices break free, chorus
that rises higher like a bird
in flight
in flight,
restoring the
gothick of cathedrals,
grandeur of Buckingham Palace,
dollup
dollop,
no more, of fate,
a roundelay of love
honeyed perception, hint of hate
life's wine
life's wine
let me have it
I drink it, I bathe in it
sometimes sour, sometimes sweet, always
tasty
tasty
nougat of life
it's there for the taking
why am I standing here watching,
waiting?
waiting,
because light speeds
through us, around us days
throw their confetti at the sun,
and why?
and why
as we approach
the midnight hour do we
ask this of ourselves? nevermore
never
never
you'll not allow
my escape, my freedom
I'm sure you'll pluck my wings before
I fly
I fly
toward the sun,
the heat of memory
colors me, evaporating
for you
for you
God created
blooming roses in spring
twinkling stars, moon, and the bright sun,
we both!
We both
sat on the curb.
Silence was our sonnet
of shakespearian tragedies.
I cried
I cried
for star true, for
faith, for a night without
squalling cats, for silence; I cried
for you
for you
my heart cries, dies
no matter where you are
these lyrics won't let me forget
our time
our time
hides in the stars,
ribbons of light across
the purple moor of the night sky,
ghostly
ghostly
ghostly galleons
rapiers and pistols
raise them high for my protection
save me
save me
from the highway,
your face in the window,
like moonlight before the thunder,
wait there
wait there
a while, in which
the whiles we had before
will tear apart a world to show
an eye
an eye
that sees our now,
infinite in spaces
past to us, and those toward which
we move
we move
and the earth moves
with us; the stars look at
us with moving emotions and
moon spins!
moon spins
star's tornado
take cover, now, you must
for surely you will suffocate
moon dust
moon dust
covers the earth
like you and me engulfed
in the growing shadow of love
forev'r
Maz, that's a mighty thin slice of pie, but it's still a "slice of pie."Quote:
Originally Posted by mazHur
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forev'r,
a funny word,
trying to disappear,
so unlike its infinite self,
endless
yeah, 'forev'r! But a kosher, I think!! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by firefangled
endless
series of words
spelled in so many ways
by poets in peculiar ways
Hurrah!:)
Hurrah!
Bandwagon. Ho.
As we cheer the captian.
We looked in the mirror and saw...
Lemmings?
lemmings
may have it right.
to die en masse may be
a better alternative than
alone.
alone
I dream, spinning
a yarn that leads through a
labyrinth of fantastic stories
to you
to you
I come, open
ready to receive love
but more than that, ready to give
my own
my own
i come into
trying to figure out
who i am, who i want to be
no good
no good
prowls round my door
the doorbell is broken
the porchlight burned out, stay away
I beg