Face lit by an artificial glow
Fingers numb from repetition
My Brother in his element
Warm, clear night
Painted horizon
Endless country road
Away with your other life
You may be only half my brother
But you are all my family
My poetry is always made to be performed,
but I was never made to perform poetry
Music
Pounding in my ears
Lilting across the courtyard
Stimulating my brain
Sifting its fingers through my emotions
I've been touched, tempted, violated, torn...
Music, language le roman poetry
That lyrical rhythm
The patterns we use
The music of speech that changes and grows...
Our music beats its primal rhythm through our histories
Hunting drums to piano kes
Travelling through time from the hunter's spears down the pianist's fingers
From the simplest whistle to
The Flute, lying on it's side in the air
The Clarinet, with its twisting pattern of keys
The Trumpet, centuries old herald
Born again in a high school marching band...
From savage chants to
Choral singing, a cappella
Crescendo, forte, fortissimo!
That elemental power, building in your body and bursting forth
To touch the soul of another...
Even now, these words I write, these words I speak
It is poetry
It is music
Even now these words are singing in your soul...
Light shatters
Sharp and clear over the hard horizon
Shards of glass in the snow
The world is blue, the clear ocean and the summer sky are
bright in anticipation. The sun reaches its zenith, and
for an instant the universe is brilliant white.
milky light puddles from that
shelf where a golden coin sits
for a moment before falling
alcohol sex drugs light shadow
pain pleasure man woman chaos
it's pure chaos in that needle
gimme my hit
oh god!
to be a demon of pan's night
Clear blue water
An endless, open sea
The ocean stretches on forever, cool and crisp and clean
Peace dances on the surface like the sun
Radiant with joy
What lies beneath, what lies hidden?
Deep green dephts, crevices, arches, what secrets drift?
There is a castle - a bastion of truth
A beacon into the night
A light of knowledge burning through ignorance
Or a pyre of disillusion?
A burning torch?
The flaming tree, glowing leaves flickering in the wind
We beg forgiveness, but the tree of life burns, and the king turns a blind eye
The prophet screams of retribution, revelation
Annihilation
What is peace but a child's dream?
Before we lose this innocense?
Before we learn this word called 'death'?
Twin knights, golden swords fight for freedom
Side by side, with love and honor
Courage and truth
Victory is a precedence that must be set
Though we alternate between hopelessness and optimism
As we approach the battle from infinity
We can see the end, the beginning
As we raise our voices to cry, we know we cannot know what awaits
The pirate sails in the dawn, and like any other
The theif sees the beauty of a candle-lit sky
Indecision, hesitation, heart palpation
Can't breath, can't think
Tunnel vision
Fear, adrenaline
Don't push me away
I require recognition
Before this feeling fades
Grey dawn rising over grim, black, naked
trees, emaciated, standing alone together.
They look at nothing.
"If I pretend it isn't there, it won't be."
Cool breeze brushes my face
Hot sun bakes my bones
Clear summer sky
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