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,
Mountain evening, fading glory of a day long past,
Heather, purple in the sea of green mountain top grass,
Lovers entwined in winds
Chilling, light from the southwest,
Wide arms and the head I love
Buried in my arms and chest.
(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
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...
that flower because at first glance the flower seemed like it was dead.but somehow i was fortunate enough to see that the flower just needed to be watered.so i watered the flower.until it became vibrant and lively again. all the people in town started to talk about that...
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...
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...
so many things.
A protector, a mentor and friend.
She gives you guidance till you know your way,
And nurtures from beginning to end.
She provides you with meals from your very first bite,
And feeds you till you’re on your own.
She teaches you values like honesty and trust...
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...
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...
Then will try to translate.
in noi e intorno a noi,
carezza i nostri cuori,
rendici come vuoi.
Che regni l'Armonia
in ogni nostro intento
come da sempre accade
nel Giorno senza tempo.
La gioia degli amici
sia nostro nutrimento;
l'abbraccio coi nemici
2012) I'm not gonna lie, I've been through a story. The wacky journey of mine can't be told in a hurry. Imagine life without morning. I've lived a dramatic story with wackiness blended into the story. Met a man that saved my days. Picture Romeo and Juliet on cocaine. Mad Hatter...
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...
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...
they are plenty.
The sorrows of life are but few;
But the sorrows just take all our energy,
No matter the good that we knew.
We don’t always take time to be happy,
It just seems too easy to be sad.
We too often punish for goodness,
And praise those who want to be bad.
since i last saw him
Years since i accost him last.
I used to give him my time,
my love and my heart.
Never once did he welcome,
did he even acknowledge me.
But that was years ago.
That was many moons ago.
Too many for my to count.
Too many for you to remember
working on for quite some time.... I'd like to see what you guys think...
"... And the pain has aged me like fine wine
In time, I'll find the courage to love again
A new beginning for every end
For love without exception
yields a love that exceeds every expectation...
.. Nick Cave and Warren Ellishttp://youtu.be/shvdHrayAEcRemembering the moments all inwrought in sunshine.Vibrating in melodic memoriesThe altruism and the kind,Circles not lines would bring us around in time.Strategies of survival, multitudes of centuries long,A heart that rose...
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...
shivers as cold fingers strokes through her hair
She's at a café at the end of an unknown street
where the only sounds are the echoes of invisible feet
A shadowy bird glued to the sky
lonely girl remembers how it was to fly
She's a neon butterfly with no wings...
I wanted to show him off, take him with me, show the world he is mine. I wanted everyone to stare and wonder where you could find someone like him. I loved him the way you love your first own car. He was not perfect or the best looking guy but I loved that. I was addicted to his...
the day will turn dark, then the leafs on the trees leave like a theif scattered thru the park, Reminiscing with my heart this is what your reading if my soul turned to art this is the searching for Sanitys edge in the dark, this is an echoing whisper dancing in a canyon of...
Dragged down below, bleeding in the dirt...
Eyes full of hate, heart cold as ice
Room so silent you could hear the mice
Silent sighs fill the air
Face full of beauty they say but I say where?
Frozen thoughts of the past
How much longer will I last.
Chained up love...
The old man sat on his porch each day,
As he rocked away in his chair.
And the flag that he always proudly flew,
Was waving ripples in the air.
The flag he flew was ragged now,
Having used it through the years,
It held some memories from his past,
And even held some tears...
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 knew better
I put myself in this position
Just when I think I'm winning
I start losing
This game called love
It's so confusing
A vicious cycle with no conscience
No remorse, I made my choice
I sacrificed my heart
Was torn apart by feelings I let loose
It's a noose...
Help you through struggles, heartbreak and strife
I'll always be here when you need to cry
Shower you with love and affection until those cheeks turn dry
Love unconditional, my true love
You give me me such strength to rise above
Youll own my heart even after I grow old and...
everything but you never seemed to listen, every heart beat she had wasn't ever chosen but given
She gave her all she really did but her world had a tendency to only end with a fall
Tears roll down those eyes...
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
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
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...
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...
I can't breathe,
I can't see.
This fire's burning,
It's burning proud.
No rules to follow anymore:
It doesn't matter-
I have my freedom.
I don't even need to rhyme.
(All of the...
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...
I'm trapped between pages and underneath words. your beauty, your love, your warmth is a breath of fresh air to my lungs. It breathes new life into a story so cold and bitter. One that thought it was nearing it's end. Every part of me, every ounce of strength and love belongs to...
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?
dripping out my arms, falling apart
Screaming within, love, hate and fire
Come wash away my sins, show me desire
Take my hand , lead me through the dark,
Show me how to live again, while I express my pain through art
Walking through the flames, burning like it's hell, cast away...
As I lay back down to sleep
to dream of nature's virtue, sweet
to dream of her within my mind,
to dream of once upon a time
to dream the dream of
happy ever afters
to dream once more
of nature's laughter
to know it teases,
and in it's recourse
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...