empty-headed musingi am, however, working on a children's story. no idea when it will be done.. but.. it's coming along, albeit slowly.
who knows? Maybe i'll even get it finished before the end of the year.
Newest
she - turn your faceenriching how golden the sunset was that night when we...she - turn your face
i thought things could only get better
from where we stood there were a million possibilities; each one more dazzling than the last
we held each other in hearts and hands as that great orb lowered
sank
until the horizon swallowed it whole and that heavy blanket of stars
pressed in on us without even a sliver of moon to shine
we hid our faces against each other and pretended we couldn't hear those virulent voices crying
trus
by ~chameleon-dream
lie to metouching base touch a face lying mirror before me whisper your false truths into the wind because my ears are dead their spirits gone chasing dreams of the perfect pitch which only ever lived in your voicelie to me
they tried to tell me once upon a time when we only believed the sun rose without fail that the sun never really did and it was the wings in our hearts that brought that searing disc to bear
so we turned our backs to that false truth golden light and lifted our arms seeking beseeching that safety only darknes
by ~chameleon-dream
she - vicodin hazegentle haze in distance and whiteshe - vicodin haze
(It was me and that vial; amber gift of science)
wrap mind in soft mists to drift to drift
(clouded water trickled; whet my desert throat)
settle thoughts in velvet dream and carry desire away
(away-- it was where I wanted to be.)
rest
upon the forgotten
by ~chameleon-dream
Roadtrip v.2In moments lostRoadtrip v.2
to rear views,
we drove ourselves
farther from that cosmic gas station.
"Had to stop,"
you'd said.
"Take a piss;
grab a coke."
Had to stop.
You'd said
we needed gas,
though you could have
filled the tank
yourself;
hot air rolling off
more than just the engine.
Tobacco deaths lay
in the bottoms of ashtrays
and no change found
to pave the way from one toll-booth to the next.
So I rolled down the window;
saw cotton-ba
by ~chameleon-dream
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Heartflower -RM-Sitting silently staring at a picture of a person who makes the world drop away. Heartflowers ..........bloomHeartflower -RM-
Echoed words of unworthy praise falling in seeds onto paper. Each seed a thought of warm emotions, each seed a promised touch, each seed a single kiss to bloom a heartflower.
Pretty, delicate. fragile and strong. Nurtured with shared compassion, fed with waterfalls of tears Growing.
Blossoms too big for one field. Heartflowers following the brightness of her light. Earth, only me.
Nurtured.......blooming....growing. Seeds...
by ~muppetpastor
Silhouette -RM-........................mindshadows flicker today. Images formed through breaths, whispersmoke pipedream fantasy I could live there.Silhouette -RM-
And the form is.........touchable silken, soft, and feels like liquid velvet under
fingertips coarse and jaded.....old, and rediscovering what was once held within youthful fantastic alternate realities.
silhouette essences of distilled emotional states falling teardrop splashes in verbal attempts the tongue cannot contain them all, and the words cannot be contained.
it`s all within the mind, and greed is the emotion of the moment.
by ~muppetpastor
The Cynic -RM-Starting this off with another cliche, Love lost, love found love is emptyness, whatever.............The Cynic -RM-
The words are next in this meaningless jumbleofwords intended to provoke some thought into zombified minds and jaded hearts Talk about love......love conquers love heals, love saves, whatever........
Round it out with metaphor beauty is to be remembered scars are not though without scars.........everyone is plastic whatever...
Just another worthless person writing worthless poetry in the vauge hope that someda
by ~muppetpastor
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