An epiphany stiffens me
My thoughts
Until I remember
That I was loved
Time ~ Poem
I don’t write sweet poems ~ Poetry
Chairs window pains and picture frames hold secrets
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Misunderstood with tradition and verbs
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Rifts creeks crevices and curves obey commands and surgically implant paranoia with bad words
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I can see invisible people watching me hiding in the seams
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While drums beat heavy from the rear of my twisted dreams
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Naturally it’s the thing I wear
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Everything is not always as beautiful as it may appear
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I whisper truth to myself and pretend not to hear
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Till poetry becomes aggressive and lines become smeared
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Time has no expiration date and statute of limitations don’t exsist
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Don’t ever get distracted it’s not always easy to resist
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The thoughts
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And I don’t write sweet poems
“Art hurts
Art urges voyages
– and it is easier to stay at home.”
“Be careful what you swallow
Chew!”
Casualties ~ Poetry
Darkness melted into my pain
One eye open to the sun
And my back to the moon
The earth whispers a calm
Graze memory
Casualties roam freely in wounded pastures
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Seeds grow thick
And heavy
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Till tears grew branches
And wrapped themselves
Into open wounds
And breathing
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Became difficult
UPDATED 5/23/2023
It’s interesting the different response (Or lack of) I got by changing the image and title. The words are the same but the image and title have changed. It leads me to assume … The link below holds a powerful image seen by many all over the world. Click on the link to view the different image. An image and title change can shift the meaning ❤
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What the fuck is this !?!? – Poetry 2012
Is it cheating??
http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/audio-recording-on-saturday
I didn’t mean to give myself to another
Or did I
He startled me as I turned around.
I heard that manly sound, that was him
I was caught off guard when he said
What the fuck is this!
I told my husband, it was only a kiss
I stood there in the rain as the gel from my curl set ran down my temple
I love you, I said, and again, he said
What the fuck is this!!
I, I, I, as I stuttered to try and find the words
My mistress stood there pleading with her eyes for me to acknowledge her
She wanted me to say, this is the woman I’ve been seeing every day
But I stood there
Blank
As I watched my husband’s heart sink into the earth with the rain
I wanted to reverse this pain
He said again with much more authority
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I found you – Poetry
One breeze
Bent me to one wind
And I found you
Little bird
Insanity – dVerse
I waited
While I live inside this twisted place
My fish died but I’m still alive
That is unquenchable
And breathing became difficult
Attitude
And green with envy
I’ve been left by the wayside
I smile and I curse
Made time against me
And turned me hungry
You catch me
All along was really ME
Such a painful death
Thru my heart
Where pain will be no more
Mourning was well on its way
You will stay with me and you’ll stay until the very end
Free me from this rag
It was only just a dream
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HAUNTED HOUSE(AUDIO POETRY) HAPPY HOLLOWEEN (:
I Waited for November (dVerse) Audio
Painting by Edward William Cooke, Venice, A November Evening in the Lagoon (1859)
I waited
She said this was the safest place
It was 1800 hours and I felt the sadness engulf me
As I looked on past the sunset
Blank with guilt
I waited
And I waited
And I waited for her
Days came
And they went
The sun shifted
And it bent
I talked to the gods
Bowed my head hopeful this would be rectified if I repent
But the water
Froze still
And the quiet consumed me
And I knew
She was gone
But
…
I waited
OCD (Poetry)
I need a hospital to sooth my broken lows
Free me
While my OCD has me counting
Every
Memory
Since 1963
And they lied to me
So I shower
Obsessively
Over
And over
And over again
And I’m well aware
That I’m fckin’ weird
I am a complete waist
Stay with me
While I live inside this twisted place
Untitled
Closed in a world of what’s to be
Can’t you see it’s me in the distance
Blank with resistance
Hard to tame
Sensations knows my name from past games
Nowhere to hide
Pain is greedy and the heart is needy
Beauty is all over me
Social anxiety
Thoughts lie to me
The truth and its reality
Pain shared is pain lessened
Living in the lesson
Trapped in my mind
Hiding from my own behind
Because it’s time that searches for me
I allowed the dark to creep into my rain
Because I can’t sustain without at least a little pain
My fish died but I’m still alive
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