She lies easy in my arms
This dimly moonlit night
Her body supple to my charms
She moans with such delight
I brush her hair back, find her neck
And kiss her softly there
My lips they trace her gentle curves
They make her arch and swear
While fingers brush and pinch and...
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...
Do not be afraid of life,the pain,the peril and the strife.Do not shrink with fear and dread from the things that lie ahead.
Do not be afraid to try-for no goal can be too high.You may fail but don't complain,you can always try again.
Do not be afraid to speak,to adventure and to...
On the platform I watched with fascination the lovers at the station
Lost in tender admiration
I had to turn my gaze away.
For the first time in a long time I missed your smile today.
Living life at a pace, agents to please, speeches to make and deadlines to keep.
The only time...
Another night has come and gone and here I sit all alone
wondering what the hell I did wrong
Trying to pick myself up and carry on
Though it's tough when you have been beaten up by life
Lost your will to fight
Trying not to listen to the voices in your head
Fighting against the...
I have let the light go,But not let the dark in,The pain from withing spreading my fears,You and I,Standing here alone,We are like each other,The pain consuming me,This world is nothing but a dream,A peace of a shattered memory,Here we go,The secrets we never shared,Each time we...
She cries each night,Never does she show her pain,Always hiding her face,How long can she stay strong?How many more days must she play along,Raw emotion in her eyes,Fear crawling up her spine as she wipes the tears,Looking down at her scars,Looking at her reflection as she hides...
as they dragged her away.
Sat stunned with fingers through the cage…as they dragged her away.
Raced tears down by-standing faces…as they dragged her away.
Closed ears from silent screams…as they dragged her away.
We all watched…as they dragged her away.
but in the end you learn to love the pain you feel
I've figured out sometimes to stay alive you have to kill your mind
but listen here there is no feeling as tragic as wishing you had tried harder
when you can't sleep. It seems like you want to think of everything all at once. Your plans, your goals, your past, your debt, what will you have for lunch tomorrow.
When I was growing up, I remember being able to just be a kid. Nothing on my mind, just living for the next few...
Is it truly true that I am limited by me? If I could paint a picture without saying it 'twas I, where would I dare put myself in days not yet passed by?
What medium would I use, a pencil or a pen? What of marks I did not mean, what would I do then? Do I leave it all to chance...
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
You cant see the heartache
That you've put me through
Destroying me with your words
Not showing me your love
That was all id seen from you
As i was growing up
I asked you where he was
You said that he walked out
After all your lies
You still want me to be proud
For all the...
that little tiny thing
Wealth was paid in offspring
In the Den the many faces
All frolicking as one
Boredom was fecund for another
A cage gave birth to many
Rather random imaginations
All made huge machinations
By blood they share many...
so beautiful yet so cruel, so peaceful but full of raging wars. Every smile is led by a frown. In the darkness I see it. I see the peace. But when night turns to day. I’m just another person born upon a grave. Are we not all bid a due with the warm welcome of hello when we...
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...
2013) Drinking tea on a fine Monday morning. Looking out the window, seeing nothing. Rocking back and forth on the chair and my cats are ******** all over the place. And your toasts are burnt, looks like black tar.But your just staring, staring out into space. At the window. You...
and turning those are my angels wings that your burning your feathers still burning fall around us like black snow time stills as Cristal tears fall from your eyes and time stills as Cristal tears fall from your eyes the world around you cry and howl with pain you can't express...
I got this! Go sit down! Go sit down! I'll check it myself. I'll check it myself. Come-boo-ga! Come-boo-ga! Shwalalalalala, magic, magic....There you have an goat. There you have an turtle.Shwallalalala
Shwa Shwa Ss-sshh-sh-sh shwalalala
October 4, 2013) You can only hear thunder when the weather turns cold and the turtles in the sea becomes old. All your secrets has been told. Self becomes bold and Lilith took your soul and sold it for a sack of pure Thai Heroin.
(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
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...
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...
Before the sun has warmed my fears.
Before I spend the day looking for you.
Before I try and remember what you said.
Before I swear never again.
Before I hope you call
Before I remember you won’t
I am the loneliest at night…
After the sun has left me.
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
In my eyes see the reflection,
Deep, dark and sensual
Reflecting in eyes of blue.
Come seduce this mind
And let it go.
Let my desire for you
Burn a longing to be held,
Taste and sound and smell
Hands and fingers, soft and firm
Broken pieces, shattered all around
We heard the sound, when it all hit the ground
Torn pages, in the book of my life
In the pain and strife, seems like a losing fight
Empty spaces, covered in clutter
My heart skips paces, and my words come in stutters
I see the places, where the...
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,
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...
leaving only madness behind
spinning around and around
like the hands of a clock never stopping forever going forward
so it seems like sanity is the hardest thing to hold on to
so is this the price I am to pay for love
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...
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...
the many things you had to say
How you prayed with all your heart
When your life was torn apart
As you stumbled in the dark along the way
I saw you cry the tears of Bethlehem
I heard you sing a haunting requiem
But you still did not know why
Each and every man must die
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
A reluctant witness, to a rare desert fog.
Watched a watery sun have his way with her.
She seemed submissive.
Leaving only tears on a bystanding landscape.
I do guess, soon enough, there will be nothing left of her.
I sat…and did nothing.
July 27, 2013) I can't seem to find home. This place called reality. I don't belong. I can't seem to find home. Lord, where did I come from? Every time I meet the sky, people bring me down and make me cry. I can't seem to find home. I talk to spirits all day but people bring me...
My original take on the song tell me what you think
You and me, we made a vow
I stood in front of the priest and in front of all our family and said the words that should have bound us for eternity together
For better or for worse
We were the perfect match until you...
You throw shots back with him like the one who left you taught.
Sometimes you catch him looking at you through heartbreak like your body is the answer to time travel,
but you never played basketball
and he was never any good.
Sometimes you throw your arms around him...
Over empty words and shattered dreams
the heart you broke with the words you spoke
and with the words that are still unsaid
But just like always I'm already in your head
all in the lies you tell yourself
all the feelings you thought you felt
So what is your comfort to me...
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...