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Three Poems on Brevity in Love


Away from the honey summer sky, a thousand shadows fall,
And your eyes are full flower dilated lenses of some unknown beast.
I know my art and I tell it well, the thrills and chills of love and hell.
There once was a time when I could entertain such frivolities,
but now I have had to kill you, mind, soul and heart.

I have found the root, the source.
it lies deep in the mirrored pool of your heart.
it sends things back to me.
trinkets and bobs and many other shiny things.
it will never suffice.
what I see in you is what I hate in me.
I cherish it, I adore it, I adore you.
I come back to you for the pain,
what I desire is to be loved.
you send to me more things,
regrets, condolences, false hope.
next time send me honesty and brevity,
then you won’t look like an ass.

The key is locked inside my heart.
You break the glass,
it’s an emergency.
Take what you need
then get the !@#$ out.
The heart is broken,
the glass is fissured.
But you have what you needed,
sick bastard.

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Driving: A Villanelle

I coast, then stop, then turn the gear,
you pace yourself but know the soul can’t change.
I fear your heart may break my dear.

I know my friends would laugh and jeer,
the way you think can sometimes be so strange.
I coast, then stop, then turn the gear;

My voice falls flat when you are near,
but rarely is it words that we exchange.
I fear your heart may break my dear:

These are just a few things I fear.
You reevaluate then rearrange.
I coast, then stop, then turn the gear,

I hope that you can hear me clear.
My destination is the interchange.
I fear your heart may break my dear.

The scene dissolves into thin air,
You have never been one to have much range.
I coast, then stop, then turn the gear;
I fear your heart may break my dear.

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Sleeping Beauty

I want to be the girl with the most cake.
You lack the skills to make my sunshine bright,
but you’ll never understand what’s at stake.

She sleeps in white, they say that she can’t wake.
The man they say he has to be a knight.
I want to be the girl with the most cake.

Those around you have feelings they can’t shake.
They say the knight will come to lift this blight,
but you’ll never understand what’s at stake.

Was bringing him here really a mistake?
the answer you seek may give you a fright.
I want to be the girl with the most cake.

Along the way, the glass walls he does break.
Stars shine and gleam like diamonds tonight,
but you’ll never understand what’s at stake.

Questions we altercate are often fake;
sometimes I think you ask them out of spite.
I want to be the girl with the most cake,
but you’ll never understand what’s at stake.



Icarus

I will never fully rework you.
The ideal image is gone.
The hours and days will pass
and you start to stagnate.
God’s light, silver arrow,
penetrating the night.
The sky’s turned sour,
grim, black light, blue.
I could never let you
or him take the bow.
Exit stage right from the glory.
The same counterfeit
stars are out tonight,
and you, love, are fading fast.

Meanwhile, day breaks.
I see you in the air,
in the water, becoming it all.
You’d think you took off
to such great heights,
You rise and soar.
The arrow strikes you down.
The sun’s taken it back.
What it gave so long ago gives way.
You plunge into the seas.
You could never satisfy.
You could never hold.
All that glitters cold.


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The cake one...maybe I'm reading it wrong, but there's a lack of rhythm to the writing that makes the rhyme seem too sharp, too much. For me it doesn't work as well as 'Driving', though maybe it's just the 'ake ending...? It's just such a...strong...rhyme.

I like the idea and everything behind the second one. I would like it more if you put more of those unusual and expressive phrases that you've used so well on other poems...

*hopes I'm the slightest bit clear, as my brain is largely uncooperative today*

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Yeah i know eh? I have reworked Icarus, hope this version is a bit better. lol


 Icarus

I will never fully rework you.
The ideal image is gone.
The hours and days will pass
and you start to stagnate.
God’s light, silver arrow,
penetrating the night.
The sky’s turned sour,
grim, black light, blue.
I could never let you
or him take the bow.
Exit stage right from the glory.
The same counterfeit
stars are out tonight,
and you, love, are fading fast.

I feel numb
I feel indifferent
I feel ambivalent
I feel like god.

I will never unravel you ,
find the things you hold dear.
Never dig beneath the surface,
never riddle out a new meaning,
never find what fuels you.
You walk to the edge of the crumbling tower.
You’re a killer, you’re the star,
you give enough rope.
You take off in a flutter of waxen wings.
Turning and churning into the stars,
I could never tell the difference.
Cold seeps in from the night,
the light of god is gone from the world.
Cold saturates down to the bone,
and I fear you’ll always be alone.
This is the edge. this is what it fells like,
in the eye of the tornado. The air stagnates,
nothing grows. Only a sense.
the sense of newfound reason.
You were never meant to fly.

I feel numb
I feel indifferent
I feel ambivalent
I feel like god.

Meanwhile, day breaks.
I see you in the air,
in the water, becoming it all.
You’d think you took off
to such great heights,
You rise and soar.
The arrow strikes you down.
The sun’s taken it back.
What it gave so long ago gives way.
You plunge into the seas.
You could never satisfy.
You could never hold.
All that glitters cold.





Hope this is a better read for you dear.

I rushed through sleeping beauty... it was the conclusion of a three villanelle set. i may just ax it and add a different one with a slightly less sharp tone, i think the contrasting rhyme is what throws it off though... it's idk dull? maybe i'll just rework it.



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Now It’s My Turn

Machines give way and things do rust,
objects corrupted bleach to dust.
Killing daytime, the stuff of stars,
nothing’s eternal when on Mars.
Gods never wink when out of sight
in plain view you take up the fight.
A war is waged there’s hell to pay;
you’ll never live to see the day.
Will this hellish fight ever end?
Will there be time for wounds to mend?
I don’t think so is your response,
You say these things with nonchalance.
I hope you burn in hell some day,
for all the things you never say.

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Words Overheard At 6:30

That eternal voice screaming
Now now now.
The guns on the streets blaring
Pow Pow Pow.
The crowds teeming round saying
Wow wow wow.
This isn’t a madhouse it is your home.




Insomniac

A chemical reaction propels you along the razor’s edge.
the scenery changes as the miles blur past.
Everywhere I look is a new color, and the western horizon
is pulled cotton candy holocaust shocking PANK!!!!
with streams of yellow and silver lined clouds.
Night breaths down my neck again, chilling me.

Truth can be found in a moment like this.
This is not what I meant when I said…
I could have you if I were a better…
I would never tell you something I didn’t…
It all numbs you, it dips below the horizon.
Dark, murky, obscure, night falls. Black velvet.

If you create self doubts, If you dig your own grave,
if the flesh wears too thin and the world gets in.
I will rise from the depths and spill it out for you.
The deceit, the false smile, the wave that reassures.
Another person day to day but still the same soul.
Don’t try to fool yourself with platitudes.

It’s the final hour and you have taken all the stops out.
Everything must find it’s balance. Stop telling yourself lies.
If I kissed you, if I touched you, the nightmare wouldn’t stop.
I can make myself anew, I can make myself be true.
I can make myself who I want to be,
but !@#$ it all, I just want to be me.

A new day is born from the remains of the old.
The sun rises, I greet the day,
with new resolve, I wish I could stay.
I collect my things and walk to the door.
I’ll never turn back to you again,
nor make the same mistakes I did before.

Some times your mid will !@#$ you over,
moments like this though make you sober.





Nostradamus

The event materializes,
all clocks stop at this hour.
Do not:
try to rid yourself
of these addictions,
give yourself over
to your afflictions.

Gods move beneath
the mercury pool
and the acid basin.
The all seeing eye is not clouded.
Divination, demarcation,
and celestial positioning,
every moment written in the stars.

The image materializes,
all clocks drain their time.
Do not:
try to find what isn’t
yet written in stone,
give the chance to things
that are still unknown.

Gods move above
elliptic tracks,
arbitrary orders from
those of higher rank.
Celestial spheres ever turning,
galaxies and light years,
time is burning.

More images form from out the haze,
yet they dispute that it’s the end of days.









50

Good people never tell a lie.
Though they know they cannot escape.
Beautiful people always die.

It’s not the time to wave goodbye,
You can’t leave us in such poor shape.
Good people never tell a lie.

You never gave a chance to try
Things offered by the worldly scape.
Beautiful people always die.

In the streets they turn a blind eye,
Still, all of it captured on tape.
Good people never tell a lie.

Media screaming in hi-fi,
White death shrouds over bodies drape.
Beautiful people always die.

The old world’s rules do not apply.
Everything in life is a scrape.
“Good people never tell a lie:
‘Beautiful people always die’”



Big Top

(Steel rings and laser beams,
the trumpeting of the horn
the crowd cries out in one voice.
Shock and horror, it’s chock full of gore,
freaks waltz in two by two.)

Once she was beautiful,
London, Paris, Tokyo,
she was sweet electric sex.
The men clamored and planted
kisses and roses at her feet.
Such a feat to ravage
that beautiful visage.

A little dime sized pouch,
cocaine, airplane, two rails
and a dry one, love on the rocks.
This is what we call self-destruction,
chaos bleeding into everyday life.
She tells herself just one more time,
just one more show. It’s only blow.

Slowly overtime she fades,
burn it down to the quick.

Enough!

Now that she is finally sane,
tides roll back, here comes the pain.
All the !@#$ she gave before,
comes to haunt her at the door.

(Still rings and water brings
the feeling back to your legs.
It’s time to walk on your own my dear.
Life and love, Gods are not above,
love carries you back home.)



Exercise one


You’ll never understand the writing on the wall,
The face you present will be the first thing to fall.

The days you so coyly let pass
will surely catch up,
not to be wedged
 in gears
or counted
in years.

If spheres be burning
and planets keep turning,
I’m still learning.

Miles and Miles away
from where you wanted to start,
keeping yourself at a disadvantage,
favorite handicapped art.

Creation, destruction, deception, insurrection,
everyday a new change to the familiar.
Setting back another pace,
hours from miles
from markers of your life.
You maybe able to change the scenery
but you’re still stuck,
and draining luck.

Never try to outrun your past,
you’ll be the one to finish last.

If you could just
remember then:
false starts, troubled days.
How crime never pays.
I bet you wouldn’t !@#$ up again.





Exercise Two

Along the path we make our way and speak aboot the world:
of rocks and bricks and candlesticks and how the world begun.
we speak of those from years gone past and all those still to come:
of hopes and dreams and songs to sing aboot the summer sun.

Sometimes I wish I hadn’t played the chance
to leave it all for the sake of romance.
As long as you fear love and what it brings,
you’ll never take off with a brush of wings.

We’ll get together years from now and wonder where time went.
you’ll never have the time you shared in such a unique way.
no matter how much time goes by you’ll always have that day.
of summer sun and no dark clouds to drive the blue away.









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i'm in love with villanelles

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The End

The old world dies amid this blight,
new blooms wither in the spring sun.
Close your eyes then say goodnight.

Bones been picked clean, they bleach to white,
All man swine from the slaughter run.
The old world dies amid this blight.

The snipers have you in their sight,
Not like you had a loaded gun,
close your eyes then say goodnight.

The moon is red and out tonight,
What is past can not be undone.
And the old world dies amid this blight.

All movements above the ground excite
the world like never since it begun.
Close your eyes and say goodnight.

This is the end, send out the grand invite
this’ll be a party that won’t be outdone.
The old world dies amid this blight,
close your eyes then say goodnight.


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I like it...but I do like your angry, non-rhyming ones best. emoticon

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Magnetism

A secret between us,
my heart stops a seconds beat.
I see you walk across the store-front,
snubbed cigarette, sparks roll on concrete.
Caught between the table’s leg,
no sparrow will dislodge for birthplace.
A day before I confessed to you,
but there’s nothing there.
Snubbed cigarette rolls,
Silence, the clock strikes the hour.
Then a crescent moon,
peeks out behind the clouds.
Later, I hear the bark of your laugh,
is there that light in your eyes,
I fool myself thinking this is
something you save for me.
I’ll never know, I can’t let go.
And when I sleep I see you,
I imagine nothing but perfection,
there is nothing real between us,
except a secret and silence.

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