The Imagination is Not Safe
Closeness
I fear to admit that there is a pressure I feel which stops my breath. It rumbles and burns, oh what a furnace inside. It would be a lie to tell of non-exsistance, but it is my imagination that haunts me. Yes, it dances like a puppet and the strings are in your hands, but you know nothing of this, oh dear, be kind. In an instant of weakness I call your face into my mind and I am uplifted to the realm I am not ment to discover, my poor heart does not take kindly to a dampening and a crash. But from a momentous tower I will stand with you
And it rages and rages
And I can not fathom you
Are you not real?
I did hope you would be. That is the breaking of bones. Do you hear the cracks? Have you found your own anatomy of sorts, a life force to hang onto and hope it will wisk you away to a waking of dawn or a fury of elements?
I should stop this
Blossom
Where have you gone
I have lost you from my sight
Like a leaf on the stream
A ripple has carried you away
And here in this wood
My eyes mottled by the shadows
Cast by the gold that drips down between branches
I wish to find delight
Or gasp from the warmth that should be upon my chest
But where you once were
Like a brush of the finger tips
You are gone
Uhhmmmm
How suddenly I am capable of finding incompetency
It's at the sleave of my body and it's crawling up towards me
I'm struggling to recoil
But too soon it's got it's hold
A quick caputure by a bitter enemy
This is not a matter of you and me I promise
It's these carniverous creatures that eat me up inside
There they find me, to suffer
There they find me, to belate
A Memory
Remember being a little girl
With a run and a leap onto your cozy bed
Everything was cozy and comfy and warm
That familiar crack in the door light
And you would quietly wait
With your feet all tucket up under your flannel nightgown
Thin and soft and pilled
For your daddy to come and sing you songs
His melodies and falsettos hung beautifuly in your dreams
Because he would always whisper you away to sleep
Love is like a lullaby
If You Ever Wondered...
We stopped being afraid
You and I
And I think we're both a little bit freer
You still hold my mind
And I hope someday closer
But for your honesty
Being brave
I thankyou
"Boy you're afraid...blah blah..." Closed chapter.
Magical Places
Beneath weeping side walks
The kind that hang and drip
Their lives are green
And dreary
But you find below them
The most magical place
One of damp and faint
And mystery
The corners of your eyes become dark
There are no shadows
Only wet light
And reflections of foliage that clings
You are old, but you hope
To find pixies, or dust
Red topped gnomes unable to rust
Here is your child, you find it beneath
Abrupt
I can pinpoint you in a crowded room
Devestating the world with your stance
They don't whisper their queries
No, they shout and scream
All at the hands of your peril
Gravest of souls
Will you come down tonight?
Through the fogs I know you create with your breath
All the bridges you cross break
But I know nothing shakes you
I shiver from your piercing stare
But I do not shy away
And I know I'm shaking
A stand stll of conviction
You make me scared
Through your features so affecting
Frost-cracked and divine
A perpetual motion of conceptualized time
Moon Vein
One single vein
Breaches the skin of a silver moon
It is not one that courses
But folds and slips
Like silk on a lady's back
Shimmering and transparent
Multi-coloured and blind
You shall never find vehemence in a waterfall
Only whispers of romance long ago
Of a mother and her child
Or creatures of the wild
That is all you shall find there
Amelie
I pinpointed why I love it so much:
"Amelie has a strange feeling of absolute harmony. It's a perfect moment. Soft light a scent in the air, the quiet murmur of the city. She breathes deeply. Life is simple and clear. A surge of love, an urge to help mankind comes over her."
I can relate.
Energeticism
Keratin
Kerosene
Colossal destruction
Combustion
Skin cells
Collision
Creation
Molecular units
Codependance
and
Collectivism
Kineticism
Abolition
Protein synthesis
Long Time
Can you believe I'm trying to find you
My breathing isn't normal
And my heart keeps stopping
Am I crazy
For not forgetting you?
Conflicting
What is this heart to expect in a world so unclear
When even one's spirit is distorted by the muscarriages of good things
All fleeting attempts that are disgraced. Too many, I fear, are trampled by dirty feet
I don't know what it is that I fear: never finding clarity or never being clear.
I suppose the first is my one restless determination for control
Never comforted in the progression of life's events, so slow or unaccounted for
The latter, ah yes, I see my redemption
I do have a longing spirit, and it longs for the precious nature of God revealed
So here I stand perpelexed at my confliction ideals
Will I forever be infused with these warring thoughts
Keeping me awake at night and challenging my faith and being
And yet these too behold the distraction of opposites
How will the creation that I amm attest to being creatied
That is the question I must ask
Boy
How is it that you come to sit upon my mind so often
You, like a shadow. But you do not shift
You merely appear, in and out as the sun should bid
And I, like a statue, still, can only gaze and contemplate the curiosity of your presence
I Like Soloman
Serenade me with yout thoughts, for I am yours to sing to
Do not be afraid, take rest in my company
I have within me an incomparable treasure
It is for you, my sweet soldier
I will smile for you and my laugh will bring you the dearest joy
nd you will protect and hold me as only one in the deepest love can
We will belong together like moon and stars
Rain Costs
I saw drops of love falling down from the sky
Bigger than your thumb
Making ferocious explosions upon the grass and concrete
You want it to be delicate
So you pray to the gods
But fickle are they who send serenity in packages of loss
To be found and disengaged
For incomparable costs
