when time is running out,I see two eyes in the blackness,telling me to...break from the chains holdingeach limb, blast of rain,a left arm of grief,a right arm of torment,a left leg of a thief,a leg of an advent,leading towards a ripin the tapestry,searching for a cureto madness,breaking a pattern of sadness.
Category: Random Poetry
Cenotaph
Spotting one leopard spotWilted, the heart hurts, just trying to bloom belowthe snow, inside the shallowhall, adorned with red, blue, purple,black, yellow, green, light brown,wilted but never fading.
Bright and Early
Coral in the sea of emerald, the rolling, crushing waves breaking the beach. Sand thrown aside, rocks thrown in line, and there I am, a pinwheel caught by the wind. One droplet gathered in the clouds. It falls on a single seed somewhere in the desert. And all I can think about is--I don't know …
For Me
What makes a good story? What makes good characters? What makes interesting scenes? Fights? Conflict? Villains? Beginning, middle, end? What makes a decent story? What makes a decent plot? What makes a good book? What makes a good post? What makes a good writer? ... Trauma? Heart? Pain? Anger? Self-doubt? Determination. Perseverance. Stubbornness. Confidence. Hope? …
27 Million Degrees
Alone i think in back and white, ink and scribblesThe land of a shadow prisonIn the head of born-well bladesI arise with arid acidand burn with beautiful flames
Blank
losing something in a mirror, looks backand finds the only voice in my head,calling me back to embrace,new
Intake/Outtake
Sometimes breathing is part of it. It starts every movement, it supplies every muscle, stretches and fuels, and--once in a while--pulls the rivers in the opposite direction.
Learning Curve
Learning to acceptLearning to liveLearning to understandthe diamond buried barren
Endless Determination
What happens when the vines close?What happens when the rain showers dark?What happens when an avalanche covers?What happens when you fall from high?What happens when you fail?Sometimes it gets close, but finding that last glimmer--at the bottom of the leaves, the debris--I brush the dirt off and start climbing again,Because the choice to give up …
Motivation
One day at a time, one day at a time--Where do you begin?Where do you end?One day at a time, one story at a time--It's a journey, it's a marathon--One day at a time--
Just Buckle Down 