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Under a Witches SkyAnd lo there he said: "I am darkness rising"
— ‘an apparition bleeding into a dreaming sky
Distilled in the timbre of windswept voices,
black feathers enchant earth in fevered-song
Magick ebbs & shimmers thru earthen veins,
seething like a migration of hungry wolves
Silvery eyes peer, drinking the ether of souls;
watching the spirit world fold into the mists
And where Shadows and Witches conjure,
— myriad talons beshrew Winter’s prayer

For eons I hath wandered in forgotten lore
— a sleep walker thru ash & fire, hunting ..
Beneath Moon solemn and drifting,
I covet thy ghostly figure velvet, undressing
Pools of

The Man and the MoonHer mouth corners hung themselves
and I began to wonder if that was the death of them.
A simple, quiet death;
without broken fingernails lining the walls
with the stripes of a despairing end.
I began to ache with the questioning in my heart
with the echoes reverberating in my capillaries
of her face scorching sunshine in her smile
right before it crumpled
and nothing was left but a frowning moon
set firm in its resignation to an upcoming eclipse.

Dandelion QueenI dream of the ocean;
that paper-thin line where
the current swallows the stars
and the water churns violet

(you tell me to be
quiet,

dandelion queen, we've
heard all these words before)

tonight
I will sleep heavy
and wake a few hours before dawn,
only to forget my name

my wave-weathered heart will cry,
I will cry (my biggest fear
is drowning in too many
of my own weighted words

you tell me to be
quiet
so I can hear the world breathe)

I want to go home

the scars on your shouldersthe scars on your shoulders
are braille to me, so that i
can read your skin, so that i
can know you better.

i like to listen to your heartbeat
and how it resounds differently
from mine, just so beautifully
like two songs played in tandem
to harmonise in rounds;

i like to hold your hands
and rub your back
so that maybe my love
can find its way through your pores
and seep into your blood
(never can i find the right words
to tell you just the way you feel to me)

and to think that and how i nearly missed you
makes me miss you more
every minute and mile we spend
elsewhere.
i can't sleep with another body
in my bed,
but sleeping without you
leav

Overgrown ColorsRed like blood on a rose.
White like bone and stars.
Black like reclusiveness.
Green like dead air.
Orange like the savage instinct.
Purity like a god's heart.
Red like thawing hatred.
White like a frozen, severe cry.
Black like the night's deprived shadows.
Green like the wind in the grass.
Orange like the light in the shadows.
Purity like the sun rising.
So discharging through the moon in a wheeze is like luminous white, dispersed red.

PocketLeftover religion in the pocket
Of my trenchcoat
A key that unlocks nothing
A penny, a scrap of paper
With half of your name
Written in black ink

A song that is usually in my head
In the shriveled carcass
Of a long-dead dream
In the pocket
Of my trenchcoat
With the lint

He doesn't write poetry anymore.He doesn’t write poetry anymore,
even if he still collects it, reads it, saves it, treasures
faded verses from his wife the way connoisseurs
savor vinyl over metallic rainbows on disc.
I don’t mind not knowing, but I can’t stand not asking.

The record needle hits the groove wrong;
he stumbles over words that aren’t there,
rummaging for an answer he doesn’t really have.
He doesn’t write poetry anymore
and his confusion is strangely endearing.

But there’s a lyricism to his words that I love,
poetic lines inserted between the daily grind
of character names and who said what;
voiceless boys in white a

WindowsHere am I, repeated,
and beyond waits everything
but everything is more
than I can bear.

I am not built for altitude
nor looking far afield;
groves and granite-sided mountains
stop my gaze

like rest for every tired wing;
a cover in the coldest time
snugged up beneath my chin.

Windows nothing more,
but safe lies there behind them
as the chambered hours pass;

safe sleeps there behind them
on the soft side of the glass.

Dry Spell I am immobilized by time.
by the idea that it is somehow slipping,
fleeting,
evaporating
through the cracks of
my fingers and high

above my head.
I am terrified by the incessant notion
that no combination of thoughts,
words,
silences,
or actions
could possibly satiate it.

I realize only now that it can never be filled:
all which is tossed into it is swallowed in haste
or stretched
so far
that it dissolves into non-being.
I find that I am caught within its furrows
much like the words it devo

with thanks to frosttwo roads diverged in a soulless dawn
and you pull over,
idling on the shoulder of route 50.
it's a polaroid morning and
the world is as grainy
and sleep-heavy
as your eyes,
and one million miles
is not far enough.
it plays back, filmstrip,
blurred along the length of
optic nerves,
and here you are:
facing a choice between
on
and
out.
and this?
this loosejointed, hollowbodied
weightless ache--
this is what
gone
feels like.

Pull Her Hair/Stare At The StarsThe ghosts have crashed their ship
on the other side of town,
you can see it from the second floor
all the way over here.
You can see the white clouds
rising from the wreck
and a nova of heat, a big bright
nova of warmth pulling the moths and wolves
out from the woods (with their noses up and searching).
You can smell the yearning like bees
leaving the hive, like the grizzly brown bears
on the jagged white mountains (concrete and imposing).
They call it fear,
but I see these ghosts
scrambling up into the sky
and I like to think it's
something different entirely.

Condemnedbeneath the beaten earth they lay,
their dreams condemned to ashes,
and our restless bodies stretch,
for forgiveness, for direction –

survivors of the abyss,
amidst wide-eye, silent soldiers –
so many dead, so many maimed,

how many graves are we standing on, today?

SisterSister

A sister is like a soul mate;
Someone who is always there
to guide me through fate.

A sister is,
a part of childhood that I cannot erase;
A sister like you,
is one that I would never replace
because you always know how to
put a smile on my face.

I know I can depend on you
to always be there for me;
This is one hundred percent guaranteed!

I've had great memories with you
in the past;
and I hope there are many more
to come,
in the future.

Life, Death And A Pork Chop SandwichAll tangled up, hard to breathe
This steel cloud day that swirls
With heat and pounding hammers
I shake in my boots and cough up
Blood, rust and damaged flesh
Waiting for the second coming
Maybe next time around there'll be
Some chance for more than this

A twisted barbed wire halo
Wrapped tight around my skull
Blinding white light aura
Swarming with flies I'm flying
To pieces, thousands of shards
Cannot be brought back together
But I will remember the summer
Of my first Chevrolet in each bit

Gleaming bits of glass in the desert
Each reflecting a different moment
Still, now, enduring until the waves
Of a new ocean sweep them away
No pain

A Night By the FireNo light,
The light sired by the night
All above whilst the day's delights
Now disappears from mortal sight.

Faded away is the sun's power,
Taking the stage now is night's sallow flower;
Now mortals may behold the stars and falling shower.

Set in a pit Nature's skyscraper ablaze
And revel in the emanating heat as you gaze,
Looking down on occasion when you hear a crack from the fire
And witness "fireflies" flying away from mother's blaze;
Dying shortly after but not lacking burning beauty do they desire!

I look out towards the teasing shore
And meditate as we sit upon her door,
Thinking on what my future has in store;
Who I am now and even

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Lack of ControlWe love each other
Can't they see?
Why can't they
Just let us be?

So what if we
Hold each other tight
Who are they to tell us
What is and isn't right?

We couldn't care less
About what they say
We want to be together
We want to live our way

So why do they stop us?
Kill the happiness we've found
Take away our oxygen
Burry us under ground

Keep us from each other
Put us through great pain
Why must they do these things?
What do they gain?

I wait for the day to come
When we can be at peace
Left alone together
And their efforts finally cease

And we'll be free to love
And live the way we please
In each others arms
Our world

What you Don't SeeJust because you don't see my tears
Doesn't mean I don't feel
I guess I'm still looking
For something that's not real

A place where I belong
A place to be at ease
I just don't care anymore
I have no release

I hate this life I live
I still wait for death to come
To much time spent alone
I've become so numb

My ears are still ringing
The voices echo out
My silent pain and sorrow
Your angry yells and shouts

The sound of shattering
Silent yet so loud
My soul is in pieces
And you're still not proud

You demand better of me
And though I try so hard
I seem to fail too much
I'm eternally scarred

And still you yell more
And igno

The Phases of a LifeShe was quiet by nature says the words she wrote
Tucked in her bag, hidden from the world
Kind of morose, says her trusted pen
Always close at hand and ready to create
Her room spoke of solitude
For always was she alone
The darkness whispered fear, for her
Fear always seemed to be unknown.

She cried when she had to leave, says her tear stained pillow
The place she once called home
Said it would miss her, and her once owned room
Wished her good luck in her new life
The stuffed animals she took with her
Prayed she'd find happiness in this new land
And her memories of her old home
Kept her sane, for the most part anyway.

And then

My BelovedMy heart beats faster
Every time my eyes see
The words "I love you"
On my cell's screen

I didn't think it possible
To be this happy without the pain
To risk my heart again
I must truly be insane

I guess I couldn't help it
Falling in love with you
You're completely amazing
What else could I do?

You always seem too
Make everything alright
And our conversations that last
Through the dead of night

When you hold me close
Shivers run down my spine
My heart is completely yours
And I hope yours is mine

We're really the perfect pair
You and I
And I know we'll meet again
Even once we die

And I knew whatever separates us
Be it d

Together, We StandLet the world spin around us
We won't care at all
Let it try to hurt us
Together we won't fall

It can all come crashing down
As long as you are here
I will stand my ground
I will show no fear

As the world blurs
I feel your hand in mine
Unstoppable together
Forever intertwined

Our hearts beat in time
Now one in the same
It's still hard sometimes
To see what we became

It can still feel like a dream
That we're together now
Happy and in love
I still sometimes wonder how

It makes me happy you love me
And I love you too
And anything we will face
I know we'll make it through

Shining LightI feel I must thank you
My dearest one
With you by my side
I've finally found the sun

My once world of shadows
Has been brightened by your light
With you by my side
I know all will be right

So thank you my darling angel
For the happiness you bring me
Now our love can shine
For all the world to see

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Unrequited Love

by ~dieingrose, Aug 22, 2008, 9:13:00 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

You look my way, it doesn’t mean a thing
But I want it to be more
Those looks and smiles you give me
They are what I live for

But you do not know
That every thing you do
Drives me crazy
I just want to be with you

I can’t stand it
To see you with her
Your perfect girlfriend
Your precious pearl

But when I see you look at her
I know what is true
You love her more then life
And I know my own is through

But you are my friend
So I’ll stay by your side
Until you don’t need me
And toss me aside

Unrequited Loveby ~dieingrose

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

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~Rin-Chan16-2010 Apr 26, 2009

very nice. who's it about? is it who i'm thinking?

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~madgenius09 Aug 22, 2008

Pretty good.

It is bugging me, though-*threw* should be *through*

keep up the compelling work, though

~Rin-Chan16-2010 Apr 26, 2009

ya... i know what you mean! lol (sorry tay but he's right) anyways.... how's life going for ya?

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