Answer the Door [For a Smile Compass]

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Life has this merciless way
of not waiting for you to be comfortable
fear fusing our excesses
pressurizing, clarifying crystals of our faults and successful facades

 

Despite the immediacy our world dictates

be patient for compassion, for unbridled, definitive desire

Wait for the person who leaves you the least reasons to doubt

 

Speak assuredly, willingly, wholly honest

You'll see the past, present, and future converge in a series of precious moments
Where the person you've created
has wisdom and free reign

then seize what ails you!

 

Deep-seeded skepticism melts
a wet, pent up heart-soot
pours as hot black candle wax away from crimson core
the color of life freshly emerges

 

Replaced embers with fire and impermeable resolve

 

As time arrives to us, the will we need to face the greatest adversities in life
forged and hearty

building our wall and our door -

 

brick-by-brick,
head-to-toe,
hand-in-hand

 

Man, do I will these lover's hands to never grow weary..

 

Despite persevering the rigors and low monetary figures
we emerge explosively

and encourage millionaires of conquest

 

Worth more than winning the lottery
or a stolen heart's fee

 

..I've found to be

 

That the more you believe in the beauties of this globe
and the less you believe in the conformity of society
whether in your ear or through your thumbs

you can listen to your own music for the first time

instead of hear it

 

Anyone can discover the simple joy of character
and the infinite variables of human chemistry
once you find acceptance and love

 

You can swiftly find your truth and your resolution

once previously-uncorked..
boxed away in some .. stunning mental attic

 

any heart that opens can rise from the mend

your target's the means, not the end

 

A quest for the Journey - when you don't stop believing

by dwindling dank reservations
delving into the pure origins of the weight on our shoulders

penetrating the timepiece that makes us tick

seeing what's inside

 

That is the essence of love and lust for life

through dawn and dusk and late night

 

A simple joy

but an unchained power is what turns

sour notes to sweet melodies

on the regular

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Ok this is pretty much a brand new poem now after the 2011 work ha - really quite happy with it

 

November 2000, April 2011, and May 2013

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allets's picture

Mixed Metaphors, Batman!

There is a unity in theme supported by items from various categories or clusters of connotations intersting to parse the lack of punctuation makes it ambiguous and molded into a universe we may glance but not enter. What do the dates signify? - allets -


 

 

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Heh, I wish the dates had a

Heh, I wish the dates had a greater meaning...and maybe in some ways they do...but the dates are simply when I came back and made major changes to the structure/content of the writing.  More often than not... when I wrote when I was a teenager, writing was more of a way to harness these random, but intense new feelings and life lessons I was learning about.  As a result, I tend to find a lot of those older entries were basically a jumbled mess...so over the years I've picked a few I thought were close to being great and I've keyed on streamlining the content and finding the right composition to... essentially make them more readable for others. 

 

To be fair, the process really hasn't changed over time... most of the things I post on here nowadays are literally thoughts that pop into my head and I spill them out in a half hour or less.  In my opinion, a lot of the things I've posted in the last few months are rubbish in terms of a finished product...but they do serve as a seed for an idea, an emotion, a direction, etc...and hopefully I continue to work on the ones I like the most and people can resonate with what I'm trying to convey.  Creating anything worth reading, worth watching, worth living...takes time to perfect, to hone the craft...and I'll admit I'm not as talented as most, nor am I as committed.  I've always cherished the slow burn, and winning the long game... maybe it's laziness, maybe it's patience... I just don't really prefer any other way.  Thanks for always being a persistent voice of encouragement, and keeping me writing here on this site when I haven't felt like anybody is ever listening. 

 

Means a lot, thanks :)