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Humble Rapture

 

Standing on this mountaintop, vision soaring, n'er to drop,
Riding winds that stir the coo of cherubs,
Underneath the dessication laden from winter's wrath,
On earthen beds between land and sky,
Transparent shells for eyes allied,
Through the mystery of this myriad,
Life, expanding,
Flowers bloom,
The silent footsteps leaving imprints indelible,
To rouse what's been left in the wake of the fray,
Another day,
Resonating rants and rages,
Still...between these glistening pages,
Touch this madness, welcome the raindrops,
That quench the thirst denied,
The traded taste of bittersweet,
For a fallacious and fanciful photo of realism,
Hold life in unfettered arms of love in such exquisite grace,
So that misguided souls fear not
The acquiescence of humility's embrace.

 

 

5:19 PM 4/18/2013 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Living life between the lines and soaring free in the rabbit hole of life's misery. Duality as one.

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Change

I see the forebodeing coast
This storm is one i've seen coming longer than most
It will be a shock
The plot will manifest and soon the clock may stop
But not for us
Just the thought is ridiculous
They are the few, We are the many
How many willing hearts?
I see many
But no matter how challenging or slippery the steep
No matter how cold or warm the water's inner most deep
We are no longer afraid and asleep
Awaken we have
The Lion finally refuseing the path
We can see that
We're it leads
Its so shocking its almost funny
Killing one another over un-backed money
This Control System must end
It will
It has a finite life
Real life never ends
It doesnt need to hide or lie in order to pretend
It simply lives, breathes, and plays with anything it sees
Regardless of the quiet vices that hold us in subtlety
We are unique, wild, beautiful and free
The time is right to take it back
Thats what sounds good to me
But before I close my eyes and wait
For the gorgeous mystery of my dreamscape;
Just know its never too late
To take the eggshell of fear and give it a break
Literally of course is the course
Typing and speaking until my skin coarse and voice hoarse
Imprisonment or freedom?
We have the power
The choice is yours

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Incubated

Despite the tiny hands
drawing faces and writing names.
The frost covered window
manages to cloth itself
in a new layer of fog
on a cold rainy day.
Closing out sight
from the outside world.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I'm back. Let's do this. Go re-read it and think about it some more. Lazy bastard.

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The Things

Funny,
The things in life
That make people stand back
And really look at you
The things that make them
Open their eyes
And come to new realizations
The things that make them
Go "Oh, shit"
And finally understand
The things that make them
Look back
And wish they'd seen it sooner

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Hard to tell what this is about at this point in my life, but I think to each person this will have the same, yet personal, meaning.

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You

Folder: 
2012

What do I see when I look at you
Well there are so many things that
I could list and they all would be true

But the most real thing that I see
Is the last man I’ll ever love
You swooped in and stole my heart

And I hold nothing against you for that
Hell, I never, ever could nor would
Ever hold anything against you

But that is what I see when I look at you
I could list a million and one things
That I see, that I feel… and all are true

But the truest thing is how I feel
When you’re near me, within arms reach
Because that is heaven, you near me

Because you being away is Hell
Or the closest I would prefer to be
And all this is because I love you

~Chrystal
Written on
March 14, 2012

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is yet another for my Babadee. So far, we have been together for seven months, and we are looking at a liftime together. So there is going to be a lot of poems to him and for him.

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I Remain

Nobody else can see
The glow
Of evil eyes in
The darkness.
They are used to the shadows
And Give up themselves
Though I remain
Restless.

They try to convince
This anxious soul
To settle down
And sleep.
They all have grown tired
And they surrender quickly
Though I remain
To fight.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Comments please. :D

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My Love Relationship

I see it.
          I hate it.
I see it.
          I want it.
I see it.
          I crave it.
I see it.
          I envy it.
I see it.
          I tease it.
I see it.
          I denounce it.
I see it.
          I yearn for it.
I try it.
          I fail at it.
I see it.
          I hate it.
I start all over again.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 4/19/09.  April Challenge Day 14: love or anti love poem.  This is anti-love.

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