But i cant bring the courage to speak
No matter how hard i try
My voice becomes so weak
So i found a better way
Got out me pen to write
I wrote about the good things
I wrote about how you changed my life
First line was how you smiled
How it could shine so bright
Each and Every Night
So much do I miss you that
Each and every night as I close my eyes
My heart sees your sparkling eyes, and your smile.
So much do I want you that
Each and every night as I think of you
My heart hears your sweet whispers and your...
Falling apart piece by piece
Anger building to a rage
Feeling confined to a cage
Tearing my flesh away
Trying to get through the day
I feel it's hunger growing inside
It no longer feels it has to hide
Eating away at my core
Energy it's trying to store
Tearing away at my mind...
(Barvo's note - I don't actually write poems. I have no urge and don't read it for pleasure. I wound up in a writing class taught by a poet, so had to write several poems. When I can't do something well, I hide behind humour. Behold the result!)
Ode to a Lost Sock
The feelings we share I ride like a wave,
The ups the downs the direction they make,
On a magic carpet that we made,
From threads of ourselves,and the pattern we laid
the vessel counts as much as the map,
The carriage awaits for us to step up,
I admit Its scary as it might...
As a veil in your thoughts and dreams
Image of my red lips and red hair
Is what you remember
But no life is behind those thin eyes
While the real ones gleamed that colour
Like the rest of me
Shards tearing us apart
Or perhaps we were always torn...
love with Italian food, Italian cars and furniture, Italian frocks, bras and pants and Robert De Niro.
The Boy From Another World quickly fell in love with German beer and cigarettes, German sports cars, the history of the Waffen SS and The girl from Run, Lola Run.
laugh for me
I think I'd like to take your hand
And make you follow me
I think I'd like to lay you down
And watch the way your body wiggles
Then climb inside your beautiful mind
And learn why they call you giggles.
Out of me
Remember me in pictures
Black or white
And let your memories
Fill me with new colors
I had no life
Would you remember the repetitions
Reduce me to flashes and pixels
And color me as one:
Today is a static blur
Of my deceased soul
Eyes blinking, I said goodbye
In the gloam
deep in the forest
where the faeries sleep
There is one who knows
She knows the full measure
of you; the flame your smile kindles
The ache your brown eyes afford with every stroke
And the wake you leave in your leaving.
In the gloam
deep in the forest
I'm sick, and it's a pretty little illness
A prefrontal bacteria that eats away my willingness
To live within the social parenthesis
I'm twisted, sick from this political annilingus.
The jacket that I'm wearing will define my disorder
I'm due to see a professional Visceral...
seat to look outside,
My coffee cup in hand.
The sun had yet to raise its head,
To spread its warmth upon the land.
The darkness seemed to magnify,
The crispness of the air,
And I could watch it all unfold,
From the comfort of my chair.
There is nothing like the morning smells...
I stand upon the epicenter of the world
I am at ultimate peace and harmony with myself
I stand where my body and spirit
Are at one with the universe and the cosmos
I gaze upwards to see a celestial
Divine of ambiance within the clouds
The clouds unveil...
who died in childbirth complications - a very strange way to die in 1986 in the US.
(Kit died the Sunday before Thanksgiving in 1986)
I saw a woman today who looked just like you:
Her hair was the same color and she wore it like you used to.
I watched her eating lunch and...
Waking up in the morning,
another day dawns,
I rush to my computer,
I flip the cold box on.
As it's familiar sounds start,
Time to pour a cup,
I rush back to sign on,
To see if he's already up.
The "Sign In" is complete,
Today begins anew,
I gesture "Good Morning...
If only they spoke ...
.. Those walls .. If only they spoke ...
To tell about that hidden truth and what really goes around ..
To tell about those secretive screams that never made a sound ..
To tell about those real smiles that yet haven't been found ..
To tell how those lies...
upon my canvas . So insensible and so vulnerable to my tracing touch. Your bare flesh subliminally nettles my trance. I'm mesmerized by the thought of the innumerable yet tireless times we've created the most divine art. Each piece so equally compelling, breathtaking, memorable...
The happiness I once had
Has left me alone again
Your head pressed against the pillow
I stare at by my side
With all of the will that is in the world
Your not here
When I will wake up
your still not here
I wish you knew how bad
My heart is as deep as the Hudson River. Its fresh with unpredictable currents. Once a murky barren zone is now the object of a mid summers swim.
My mind is a twisted Christmas peppermint stick. Its stale and forgotten in your grandmothers garage, along with...
I planted this seed...
watered it with my blood...
tried my best to shine...
my inner light upon it...
so it might prosper...
but as it broke through the soil...
I knew it was fragile...
maybe I sheltered it too much...
perhaps I didn't give it...
as much as I...
that I won't accomplish anything.
My family doesn't notice me.
I'm like an aspiration that just walks by and just startles people at times. Everyone one is changing around me. Everyone is moving forward, when I'm just stuck here.
I dream of many things, but I'm losing hope in...
I’m great, fine, spectacular. In a way
I relish every night, and I live every day.
I live, I laugh, I write, I sing,
I wonder what the new days will bring.
Then I get home, and I take off the mask.
The day, an almost impossible task,
Is finally over, and so I lay Down,
Lonely day today,
not even an email,
let alone a phone call (ah, bliss!)
or seeing you (even better!)
And my heart wants to contact you...oh so bad.
But I know you're busy.
I try to be mindful of that,
even as my heart and soul cry out for you...
When you look into someone's eyes, you can see everything.
You see emotions and their journey.
Their heartbreaks and their fears.
Their memories, maybe even eternity.
Now, look into my eyes,
And tell me what you see.
Can you see the darkness,
That lives deep within me?
the door swings its motions
the air rushes through
the cycle it seems
But where is
what makes it new?
the people walk past
Below me the ground,
Above me the clouds
You have to be taught to be happy from a neutral position.
There is no way to jump from misery to bliss -
not if either emotion is sincere.
You have to go in steps. There is no teleport in this life,
in this mental and physical realm.
Only in math and only in one process of...
Tongues of pleasing
Reminiscent of fire
Lovers in two
Becomes the one
Flames of mixed vices
Enter the emotion of flavored spices
Moaning in safe passage
Hands embraced to love
Softly I hold you
Sometimes occasions come our way,
Inspiring memories good and bad.
The occasion that is now close at hand,
Brings me memories of my dad.
The things he taught me have stayed in place,
And have become a map for me to tread.
As he told me about the things in...
path I take
Goes with me too
I can work alone
And think it is fun
To start a task
And see it done
I can sleep alone
For once I'm there
My dreams will take
I can stand alone
And face the fight
I will not run
If I know I'm right
But love alone
I can not do
until I die:
:walk away, my mind will fly:
:my eyes lost, so they burn and fry:
:my skin lost:
:walk walk walk walk walk walk walk:
:STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP:
:WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK WALK:
:TAKE THIS OUT:
:MAKE THIS ALRIGHT:
filled with desolation as I face my own wrath.
And as my sidewalk slowly floods through emotion,
with each singular tear creating my ocean
I wonder, would we smile without destinations?
Could we all walk as one without expectations?
And if we cry in unity, our world might...
i know i might just light this joint just for the touch , just for the rush
you dont even know the half of it , mad ruckess
tangled brain , im feeling like a hand puppet
cause she dont know im alone , im on my own
comatose , im feeling sick but im still posted up at...
spinning around and around and as time goes by. Over thinking consumes me, death gripping on me , crawling on my skin, head to toe. Until I've become numb and just stiff. I look to the right and left to see if there's a light in this world I'm in. Why I'm here? Where is everyone...
the ground today
And held it up above me
Looking, wondering and pondering
How high were you yesterday
How far above the ground
I looked at in wondrous awe
And asked how high were you
Above the clouds
Above the earth
How far did you climb
I held it in the warm breeze
Let it dance...
was written "for" my mother:
Fiery words shot across the room -
Bullets to the heart, bombs to the soul.
As the shrapnel settles and the dust clears,
there is a deadly silence.
We see the victim reappear - cautiously,
from the ruins of her former self.
No human, no sensitive...
that lead this rocky shore. Scraps of your clothing tossed apart without sanity. Cold hearts of treason that runs amok. The pure madness upon this calamity which I am now sad. Darkness has set and the moon is about. Its deathly face of love filled with dew dripping like a candle...
In nighttime's sleepless hours my reverie of you takes hold
I place a kiss so gentle as not to stir a sleeping baby on the face that fills my waking hours and haunts my dreams
You alone are my Northern lights, evoking a rainbow of cascading colours, Plumes of light that fill the...
So alive amid dying light,
Embraced by the night,
Illuminate with unseen bliss.
The earth is your canvas.
Scary, yet I’ve no fear.
From afar I see slow dancing:
On haunted soil, frolicking
In ragged dress with messy hair,
Awkward steps oh, so dear.
Remove your cozy boots...