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Three Poems
    #14302824 - 04/16/11 07:21 PM (12 years, 9 months ago)

THOUGHT

Thought, like the golden rays of the morning sun,
Invade and illuminate the exquisite blackness of the mind
The light pours in
Protruding every corner of the cave
Then like eternity in a second
Eyes sting and all goes white
emptiness fills the void once more

DEATH, LOVE, and CONCIOUSNESS

I flow in you like waves in sea
As emotion’s motion set us free
Lighting strikes and thunder booms
And we can’t tell me from you
In the void of the deep abyss
Comes from a radioactive rainbow kiss
That shows us how existence bleeds
Mental prisoners finally freed
A raindrop falls into the sea

THE COSMIC JOKER

Sitting upon his cosmic throne
Made of galaxies, meat, and broke bones
Laughing at her own jokes
The gas he breathes makes me choke
A diamond crusted fantasy
Only laughter set him free
She is made of giggles and stars
His lungs are covered in cannabis tar
Her lips drip of irony
His made of mystery
She bleeds paradoxes and hypocrisies
His breath stirs souls and seas
Serotonin swords between her fingers
As his harrowing laugh haunts, echoes, and lingers
In the hollow halls of your humorous head
Laughing softly until you’re dead


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Re: Three Poems [Re: 28064212]
    #14302839 - 04/16/11 07:24 PM (12 years, 9 months ago)

A FUNNY THING HAPPENED ON MY WAY TO ENLIGHTENMENT



I HAVE LOST MY SHADOW
IN A FIELD OF IMPROVISED WHISPERS
FORGOTTEN MY NAME
      IN THE FRAGRANCE OF POPPIES
    WHERE ORNAMENTAL SKULLS
ERRATICALLY ORBIT
                      LUMINOUS GARDENS
  OF FUGITIVE CLOCKS TICKING UMBER BLOSSOMS
    THROUGH SECRET WINTERS THAT BITE
THERE ARE UNSCHEDULED CHIMES ABOVE
A MEADOW WHERE MALIGNANT TOADSTOOLS HIDE
                AMONG THE FALSE ECHOES OF ANCIENT INVOCATIONS
AND DISTORTED REFLECTIONS
                    FROM A RIVER STAINED BY TIME
I HAVE MARCHED DOWN STREETS
OF EMBALMED MOONLIGHT
        HOWLING LIKE A MAD DOG
SEEKING SOME BONE OF TRUTH
              SOME FINAL CURTAIN
          SOME ULTIMATE DESTINATION
        FREE FROM THE SYNTHETIC OCTAVE OF DREAMS
AND I HAVE UNRAVELED THE KNITTED MASK OF YEARS
                      SEARCHING FOR A WAY
                            TO RETURN TO MY GREEN DRENCHED CHILDHOOD
                      YET ONLY CAUGHT OCCASIONAL GLIMPSES
OF A PAST GILDED BY
  IMAGINATION
    IN A FOREST OF ELUSIVE TREES
        THE CALENDAR HAS DEVOURED THE DECADES
                      TURNED MY BEARD SILVER
        IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE
                    AS I PASSED MY LIFE SHOOTING CRAPS WITH DESTINY
IN THE PURSUIT OF WORTHLESS THINGS
        YET I HAVE NEVER HESITATED
TO THROW AWAY MY WALLET
TO MAKE ROOM IN MY POCKETS FOR POEMS OR RAINBOWS
WHICH I CARRIED
                  TILL THE RAINBOWS TURNED
  TO TATTERED COLORS
AND THE POEMS
BECAME JUST DUST
            BY NATURE I'M A NOMAD
A TRANSIENT WITH NO ABODE
IN THIS WORLD
I CHOOSE TO WANDER
FROM MIRACLE TO MARVEL INTO WONDER
I LEARNED
                ALL THINGS OPEN
              AND
  LIFE INDEED UNFOLDS


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Re: Three Poems [Re: Greenvalley]
    #14303246 - 04/16/11 08:41 PM (12 years, 9 months ago)

Did you write that one?
I wrote those first three.


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Re: Three Poems [Re: 28064212]
    #14303292 - 04/16/11 08:51 PM (12 years, 9 months ago)

no but yours remended me of that one. it also reminded me of this one which took me forever to find again. thanks and enjoy

http://matadortravel.com/traveler/ulysses-skye/blog/i-am-not-what-you-want-me-be-unhappy
I am not what you want me to be, I will never be that person, I will never want new things, I will never need nice things, I will never own a house, or a car. I live out of my backpack and I like it that way. I am poverty. I am poor. I live not off a 9 to 5 job, but off a when I’m hungry, I find food. I do not go to church, but I am as spiritual to the level I feel comfort. I only buy what I need. I never steal a thing from a person. I do not yell at people, for treating people kind is the only way living the lifestyle I want to live can be possible. I like my blues muddy, my beer natural, my cigarettes lit, my folk southern, my guitar tuned, my backpack light. I like my life simple. Sure I stress sometimes, but that makes me nothing more than human. I try to constantly remind myself of the great bible scriptures about worry, about money, about food and clothing. About how the birds in the sky are well taken care of, and how we should worry not about things in life, aren’t we more than birds? I like to believe that I enjoy living not knowing what will happen each day, I think we are all unsure of weather we do or not. But regardless we live that way. We are the people that create this image in our head of "where we want to be in life" and the person we want to be. Well, I believe that will never be reached, instead, we live that image everyday. What we want is not what society wants, what we want is life. In its purest form. Conversation, kind actions, giving, loving, stories, travel, meeting new people and leaving a mark, giving back to the world. I happily meditate on these words daily, as I set sail on a daily adventure called Life.


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