sleepless and scheming only the moonlight knows my plans haunted and hunted
Tag Archive for: national poetry month
master of the crossroads hear the rattle of my bones open the gate and let me pass sweet grass and incense smoke and and drops of blood
a single act to defy my keepers is not enough to change the score i can howl and holler gnash my teeth and still they watch from beyond the door
call it what it ain’t give it a name the creator never spoke claim you know the workings inside and out better than those that live within the world that you only dream of spiral into lies spread crooked film over your eyes kaleidoscope of misinformation pumping up your...
lights out last one out of here turn the sun off let this realm rot in darkness for unleashing its inhabitants creationism evolution alien god abductions mismatched systems of beliefs will have us burn and scream
prayers spoken hollow words for the ones who were led astray singing softly deeply freely these caged birds pleading for prey wave of blood crashing over flesh and bone anew atone repent to sin no more these bells do toll for you awaken child go forth and cry
falling behind in the race to relax cinnamon burning peach flavored leaves in my cup mind is corrupt full of hesitation fingers frozen blanks pages taunting inspiring songs spinning on repeat failing to motivate or rejuvenate hurry up and wait
file this under things you should never say like i promise or never again &
world is shaking walls are crumbling nothing i can do stand my ground hold my guard up pretend i don’t see you time is slipping backward getting lost in memory unbreakable bonds are beginning to choke me sever these chains that hold us close together emancipate me
good evening my darling sun off you go to the place you call home slip into the bed you made and thank your lucky stars for another day storms march across your horizons winds howl and slash away
in order to feel at ease i released my hold on all the negative things inside of my mind in order to see myself as a complete being i had to completely free my shackled soul things will fall apart but the pieces will remain and in order to...
bats books and biscuits chilling in my belfry overlook the town that caused all my misery rejection of my confession because i’m not pure plotting restitution ignoring the solution in which there is no pain
yawning abyss barely contained inside howling emptiness won’t be denied narrowly defined this prickling behind my eyes walk in caution slither around in disguise battle with destiny curse and weep over fate
i’m so grateful for every bridge i’ve burned the streams i jumped across the scars that i’ve earned every single fire was a lesson that i’ve learned the best place to reside is here in my own skin this flesh brown and stretched is a prize in itself
i read a book about revolution listened to some drums burned some incense raised my fist tapped my feet and waited for the change to come Written at 11:18 pm on 2012-4-1 when I realized it was April and therefore poetry month. Poem a day challenge, here I come!...