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Topic: The Random Blurt Thread
Posted: 02 May 2017 00:25

This place seems to cry in a digital form...have we just found a new method of hurting?

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Here lay the broken glass of my life

Sharp chaos shattered  glass all around on a scared wooden floor. The brutal bull has left a mess. It stalks me still. Oh, how amused it must be. Another carupt vandal in my life. Now comes the loving hummingbird set to replace every shard. Out of innocence only, I ask am I a white knight on a silver steed? Why? Is it for guilded glory and wilted honor? A splinterd lance...

Added 19 Jan 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 73 | 1 Comment

Put the Stars Down Goddess

Aren't they heavy and too bright to hold? They hover and twinkle in your eyes. What do they call from you lady?  Surely they burn too hot. How they burden you. Do you need them? Do they guide your way? These fireflies, sparks of creation. In your lion heart, where does the fire dim and the spark begin? ... I ask you, can you see her there? A goddess. A woman. She blazes. ...

Added 02 Jan 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 4 | Views 102 | 1 Comment

Here I am at this place

I have come here to stand between the sand and the sky, where reason lies. I have come to the edge of eternity to ponder a question. As the waves crash I have come to learn a humble lesson. The sand is soft as a childs memory. God? Do the waves speak to me? Do you? Am I damaged goods? Am I a wronged man? Here, God,  I am by the waves and the soft sand. God? Am I a mad man? I ask...

Added 14 Dec 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 100

Avalon burning

She was the final sorrow before Avalon fell. Yet indeed Avalon fell. Oh! Queen of childhood dreams how shall my honor renew. Oh. Innocence buried. Rotten crow feast and rusted armor cannot defend your brilliant crown. I scream to God it is she who wears the halo of thorns. As I suck air from the rip of the spear of destiny as it weaves fate into my twisting guts. Only a lost for you now....

Added 09 Dec 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 94

An unbroken bottle

I found a note in a bottle. It must have floated halfway across the sky. Who knows the wonder in such a journey. I have been alone all my life. Try to understand how my hands trembled as I uncrumpled the edges. Return to sender was all it said. It was agony to realize it was my handwriting. One thing kept me from going insane. My signature was...tier stained    ...

Added 27 Nov 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 105 | 1 Comment

What I see in people

I see an old man who does not speak. I wonder what vampire stole his voice. Is his breath next? I bet he was a poet once. Who is to tell, not he nor I.  I see a young lady with the mind of a child. I have no idea if she is cursed or blessed. I have nothing but charity for her. I see a soulless one who has no grace. What can I think of him; save only God knows. Then borrowed deep...

Added 19 Nov 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 102 | 1 Comment

Light in my hand

Are the fireflies dead? I have not seen them since I was a child. Are they wounded? Are they leaving us like the butterflies? Do you think they are fallen angels or faeries? Oh, how they danced for me weaving living lightly through my fingers. Like the butterflies do they weave chaos in the afterglow of the Aurora Borealis? Have you watched two dance in a jar? What joy they brought me...

Added 26 Oct 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 119

You have to know why first

In sorrow we pay our deepest respect. There is tragedy in joy. Numb in endless ways. Find solace in bright stars. Find as the shaman say the face of your buda. The cost with out is one bright penny. Some play at humanity some ride the light. Tumble with me. See hope shine. Walk with these few words. Do a kind deed, perhaps. I know time holds us like a straight jacket. The earth...

Added 24 Oct 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 110

The rains at fall

The rain in furry.  I am solotude. All I do is count the drops as they wind and fall. Lightning and thunder command the sky. I witness the ribbons of wind as they lash the sleeping trees. I am at a place of inner concentration that I can not share but wish to. There is no rage but the coal burns. I am focused. Hands clean my soul hurts and weeps. You see no blood in the storm. I am...

Added 19 Oct 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 103

Take from me this poetry

It is meritocracy It is cumbersome. It demands too much of my blood. I don't care about these words any more, nor does anyone. It grinds out like shards of cheese. I cant. I don't want to. All I do is whine and hurt. Drugs are better. ... Perhaps death has one more poem to be written on my gravestone "Here lay pauper and a poet - he loved being nither."    ...

Added 18 Oct 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 69

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