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Over 90 days ago
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That Little Ship

The second full poem I wrote for a collaboration on Anxiety. Dark and depressing.

This is the second attempt on a collaboration I participated in on Anxiety / Release. This one didn't make the cut, but I am posting all the poems I wrote as part of the journey. It was dark times in my head as I wrote this, and travelled the path to the final piece. I hope you enjoy this, or at the very least, appreciate the emotion and passion that went into it. Feelings persist, gnawing at my core, burrowing inch by bl...

Thanks for the Ride

The first poem I wrote in a series on Anxiety.

I wrote this piece as the first effort in a collaboration between myself and an artist. The theme was Anxiety / Release. They said I was wrong in the head, a case study for the shrinks. Neurotic, psychotic... and a few other - otics and - olics. Uniqueness allows me to stand out, drawing attention by my lack of animation, but they call it a case. Although I try to live normally, quiet pressure builds from outside and my s...

I went for a walk by myself. I got lost in my thoughts and on the streets. I had no idea where I was. You were with me in my mind, beside me supporting my every misguided step. It was your steady hand that stopped me from stepping off the precipice, a fall that I may not have endured. Alone I wandered, with you by my side. We talked and laughed somewhere in my head it all made sense. I bumped into light post as I gazed in...

The Box

What possible good can come from a non-descript box?

Imagine a box. A non-descript box, just sitting on the ground. All around you, people are walking around this box, paying it no attention. But something about this particular box draws you in. It is almost like there is a force within that is grabbing hold of you, willing you to at the very least investigate this box. You draw near. Fear enters your heart. It’s an evil world we live in, and boxes are notorious for their p...

This poem is the work of myself and a fellow poet, who is the most random friend I have in many ways. Thanks for helping to write this one, B! #Respect Our world is filledwith plans and schedulesWe are all-consumedwith that inexplicable restlessness,longing and sadness.Hectic paces keep ustired and stressed,pulling us awayfrom everything that really matters Everyone has a calendarthat religiously they follow.But no one ha...

Leap of Faith

Inspired by an evening of fun on a trampoline

Perspective is changedfrom the upside downtumbling, spinningnothing seems the same.We strive for normal,feet firmly plantedyet we power as highas we think we can go.We launch our bodiestowards the heavensaround we go, head over heelsonly to fall back down.We land softly on the springy formand catch our breath,amazed at what we sawwhen we took our leap of faith.

Let your love soar,flying to the clouds unfettered.Let the passion insidecontrol you.Love me alwaysbody, mind and spirit.The two are one,in all things, we loveeach other.Your very beingreflects me,and I, you.We are the same.To the sky we rise,above the clouds.Gliding on the currentsthat led us to each other.Sail with me to the stars,let us make themour lofty perchStay with me, my lover.Promise me your eternity.Make your v...

I try to recall the last time I saw you but the memory is faint It used to be so easy to imagine your face, to envision your body Yes, it was so clear Something has changed not in you, but in me Your features fail Your shape disappears Driven by fantasy I recreate you into what I think you should be I know it's not real A trick of the mind My tears well up You're simply not there I long to see you again If only to fuel Wh...

what can withstandthe hottest firesteel is meltedinto swords love and passionmelt into nothingfrom the heatof the forge burning insidetears fallinto a poolof despair on your kneesan anguished soulwater drenchesflames to embers the fury of hateof lust, of angerholds no swayon the penitent look to the crosssacrifice of onefor manyrejoice always

Unreal Summer

The unreal summer in my mind

To the moon I said for our summer recess if for no other reason than to feel weightlessness We'll jump over a crater and grab some moon rocks as souvenirs. But, said the boss the cost is high the risk is great and the temperature is oh so low at night Why don’t we we stay local instead and see what our world has to offer We flew to London to see Big Ben and castles and knights We saw a princess but nary a queen appeared F...

Be

For that special person...

My words are fire They burn inside My heart sings With thoughts of you Darkness exists But light abounds Awake or asleep You are always Alive. Everything I write. All my thoughts. My dreams My passions You. Come with me Away, together Be my inspiration Be my words Please Be.

Persistence

Written after a frustrating 3 day period in a computer lab

At every step you thwart me Your mocking beeps get tiring No matter what I try You try to upstage me Dragging me down To your pit of wires Forcing me to curse you As I sink into the mire Damn you, computer I am the boss Believe me, computer I will win With sweat and tears With blood and fury I call in The reinforcements You cringe You cower Your time is near You will bow To my orders And finally you get it Partitioned and...

The Words are a Blur

Just for fun...because I was hot.

Too hot to thinkThe words are a blurThe lines on the highwayRace by AC crapped outRadio did tooI can't get my thoughtsTo run straight Nothing makes senseThe signs all pointIn the wrong directionI'm running out of gas Aha! What's that ahead?A lightA very bright lightI'm so confused It's not getting closerIt's moving awayJust like the memoryOf snow-capped hills The memory of coolOf cold and of frostThe chill of the pastBeco...

for emma

To Emma...my best friend in Second Life

In a different world I knew you. In a second life We met We hung in the sky, In a tree or a park. Dancing in the clouds, Romancing on a boat We drifted. Together, yet apart. We shared our hopes, We lived our dreams. We didn't hide Behind a virtual facade. The world was ours to make Into whatever suited us. Ether-real never mingled With the here and now. But friendship blossomed And continued. Ah, it was different That sec...

I wonder where you are Why are you not listening Why have you gone to the place Where my words are not heard? Does it mean so little to you That I have something to say Are my verbal thoughts Unimportant? The place you have gone Does not allow me in My opinions Are not welcome I wonder why you left me Alone to think aloud Only to return When I'm silent Do my words hurt you Do you feel pain Or do you just Not understand Yo...