tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32791844790963731572024-02-20T03:26:33.668-08:00SwirlyGuitarAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-80601401450932433302014-03-30T17:08:00.002-07:002014-03-30T17:08:20.217-07:00NotesAnd when your recurring dreams<br />
become your recurring nightmares,<br />
and we just can't get ourselves clean,<br />
how will you find out who gives who dares?<br />
<br />
Craft dearest wings that faded,<br />
beginning brilliant white, twisted<br />
to matte black firmly jaded.<br />
<br />
Isn't it all just constructs?<br />
Bricks and mortar,<br />
maybe break from our quarters.<br />
<br />
So let your recurring dreams<br />
become your recurring nightmares.<br />
We're not going to get ourselves clean;<br />
give it your all, tell us it's fair.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-30464953279956863312014-01-18T15:32:00.001-08:002014-01-18T15:32:52.673-08:00In Grateful Disgrace<div>Creative destructions</div><div>of boundless ruptures.</div><div>Shattered windows, severed </div><div>memories. Divinity and </div><div>sweet resolution with </div><div>awful repercussion.</div><div><br></div><div>Banishment from reason,</div><div>we push our wrists into </div><div>grafted oblivions.</div><div>Are we grateful?</div><div>Caressed moonlight</div><div>bring blackened soul light. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-43952591498219058112014-01-18T15:11:00.001-08:002014-01-18T15:11:49.352-08:00Abscond<div>Words of defiance fall</div><div>upon deaf ears, keen</div><div>to find sunlight in dark corners.</div><div>What bright lights we hold</div><div>over our shoulders, absconded.</div><div>In his silences you solicit</div><div>words that should not repeat to </div><div>mourners.</div><div>We are all but blank canvases </div><div>tainted by the shadows that dance</div><div>across broken easels and</div><div>misguided grooves, buried into</div><div>unstoppable routine. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-57190269111764098312013-12-10T12:55:00.001-08:002013-12-10T12:55:42.176-08:00SwiftSwift<br />
<br />
Bitter iron.<br />
Heavy breath.<br />
Sweeter release.<br />
Quick death.<br />
Catch you later,<br />
this is my stop.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-88670769475888342922013-12-10T12:54:00.003-08:002013-12-10T12:54:32.292-08:00ScourgeScourge<br />
<br />
Take your cold, hard stares<br />
they are not welcome here.<br />
Place them elsewhere. Elsewhere,<br />
is where I would rather be,<br />
alongside the sun, the sea.<br />
Saints and heavenly angels,<br />
where the rich binge and the poor are purged<br />
and the only freedom you find is<br />
the lead found in your chest.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-10604012987547740542013-12-10T12:53:00.001-08:002013-12-10T12:53:04.267-08:00EmEm<br />
<br />
Maybe Monday moves,<br />
makes mavericks of men,<br />
makes monsters of mistresses.<br />
Morning meanders meaninglessly,<br />
moreover makes melancholy melodies.<br />
The letter M is a dick.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-36155177566620405912013-12-10T12:51:00.004-08:002013-12-10T12:52:09.416-08:00A pale green gazeA pale green gaze<br />
<br />
Pale green gaze of a thousand yards.<br />
Deep apathy of monotonous flatline.<br />
Alphabetical complexes begin cessation.<br />
<br />
Preserve a legacy.<br />
<br />
Qualify for evasion.<br />
<br />
Relinquish breath.<br />
<br />
Stop.<br />
<br />
Move this man.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-74475738851215091262013-12-10T12:49:00.002-08:002014-01-13T06:01:12.767-08:00HeadboardHeadboard<br>
<br>
Wood grain.<br>
A tree's past life.<br>
Every sway to and fro.<br>
Every summer let grow.<br>
It got cut down<br>
in the fucking end though.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-22332985970805484572013-12-10T12:48:00.003-08:002013-12-10T12:48:51.448-08:00Crossing oceans to Old England's greenCrossing oceans to Old England's green<br />
<br />
Cross the Atlantic,<br />
but stay on Old England's green land.<br />
Take me to Sayreville,<br />
just promise to hold my hand.<br />
We won't need ascensions or elevations,<br />
just a view, the other and the golden sand.<br />
Sing together, fall together,<br />
be my rocks and my trees.<br />
Sayreville Atlantic holds dear.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-55743925244878434262013-12-10T12:45:00.005-08:002013-12-10T12:45:53.929-08:00In rhythmical memoriamIn rhythmical memoriam<br /><br />Enjoy the music;<br />
God knows we need the distractions.<br />
Relight memories with sweet sound.<br />
Bathe in the waves as weightlessness<br />
engulfs our hearts, keeping soft rhythms.<br />
To hear the beat of the drums.<br />
To hear the crash of waves.<br />
Grooved into vinyl memories,<br />
we will enjoy the music.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-64109673095450694432013-11-13T17:25:00.000-08:002014-01-13T06:05:31.936-08:00ChildChild<br>
<br>
Draw back your curtains,<br>
child.<br>
Welcome to the world they call real.<br>
It kicks you and taunts you,<br>
child.<br>
It tempts you and teases you,<br>
child.<br>
It loves you and leaves you,<br>
child.<br>
It desires you and needs you,<br>
child.<br>
It fulfils you and bleeds you,<br>
child.<br>
It knows you are fleeting like sound.<br>
Welcome to the world they call real,<br>
child.<br>
Draw your curtains.<br><br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-5572761678666904102013-11-08T02:30:00.001-08:002014-01-13T06:05:19.281-08:00ResoluteResolute<br>
<br>
For it is time<br>
To bear arms against the currents,<br>
against the silence.<br>
For it is time.<br>
<br>
Man your stations,<br>
Brute force, glance from shoulders<br>
and strong jaw.<br>
Man your stations.<br>
<br>
Sentinel.<br>
I will carry this world for you,<br>
Stay, white flag.<br>
Sentinel.<br>
<br>
To protect and serve<br>
It is time<br>
to man your stations.<br>
Sentinel.<br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-74952555899197320942013-10-29T16:41:00.003-07:002013-11-19T03:02:44.251-08:00EtherealEthereal<br />
<br />
To be of another world,<br />
both of gentle touch, gentle breath.<br />
We leave you as you left us,<br />
with fondest of memories.<br />
Gaze upon weary bodies<br />
as they break and fall;<br />
still your strong back gave<br />
the strongest supports,<br />
you hold as though truss.<br />
Can you hear whilst they weep?<br />
We hold you high and remember<br />
as you held us high as to protect.<br />
Your snow falls to the ground,<br />
undisturbed.<br />
Our rains fall; we miss you.<br />
Fondness remains.<br />
Sleep for we are indebted to you.<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-2517367696616840502013-10-28T14:59:00.000-07:002014-01-13T06:04:44.678-08:00Frosted WindowsFrosted Windows<br>
<br>
Out of the frosted window he peered, fearing the pervading darkness that encapsulated his location. To stare was a magical thing, absorbing the sights, the motions; but what happens after the black curtain falls? It's difficult to tell, as the soft velvet brings opaque to the transparent, dulls the clarity. His windows felt like the cold, cylindrical bars of a prison, his night the bricks that surround. So with a heavy sigh he continued to look for the sun, the moon, the stars. Yet difficulty arose when he was not permitted to look in the direction that was necessary.<br>
<br>
"Where is the light?" Stop. "Where is the light?" Stop. "Light has diminished".<br>
<br>
His utterance faded, its waves muffled in a black fabric draped over his eyes. 'What makes a man walk away from his mind?' (Green, D., 2008, What makes a Man?).<br>
<br>
The song struck a chord and so he decided he knew what would force a man's feet to wander from the path those around him enjoyed. Divulgence, however, was not something he wished to labour his love with. "Drink up." He drew his curtains.<br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-51284328283037555212013-10-28T14:42:00.003-07:002014-01-13T06:04:25.223-08:00To Hold BackBear your arms!<br>
Left are your rights<br>
when you signed away your soul,<br>
promised with word to serve,<br>
with body and heart.<br>
Mind overruled! Objection!<br>
Anger pours out, break mould.<br>
Muscles burn as they restrain.<br>
Bitten Tongue.<br>
You owe this much.<br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-66371400486080654642013-10-28T13:58:00.001-07:002014-01-13T06:04:02.773-08:00Flow to FallFlow to Fall<br>
<br>
The rush grows,<br>
sweet serenades and<br>
peaceful rain falls<br>
to windows.<br>
<br>
With pane shattered,<br>
disturbances grow.<br>
Speed of mind, speed of light.<br>
Stare through windows.<br>
<br>
Paths split, emergence.<br>
Defy natural growth.<br>
Shatter your symphonies,<br>
we fall hard to the flow.<br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-63285789929190014962013-10-28T13:41:00.002-07:002014-01-13T06:03:48.134-08:00Four and SevenFour and Seven<br>
<br>
Light breaks upon tender face.<br>
Skin soft, morning beams.<br>To collide with fire, deep burn.<br>Let notes ring out, music return.<br>
<br>
Sweet melodies, with flutter,<br>Carried on winds so familiar.<br>Drift from smiles, eyes bright.<br>
Hold on, cradles of light.<br>
<br>
Bridge to chorus, let sing.<br>Lingered touch, white future.<br>Four and seven long years;<br>
remain, leave history with fears.<br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-10810408875493089252013-10-19T14:47:00.002-07:002014-01-13T06:04:59.754-08:00Falling into, and out of, heavy storms<u><span style="font-family: inherit;">Falling into, and out of, heavy storms</span></u><br>
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br></span>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">They stem from the windows.</span><br>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">The dew rolls down panes.</span><br>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">The curve of the sill.</span><br>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Do not cling like the rain.</span><br>
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br></span>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">You cannot look into the eyes forever.</span><br>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Roots perish, do not fear.</span><br>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Falling through storms,</span><br>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">this too shall pass.</span><br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-72566575024315642002013-10-19T14:37:00.001-07:002014-01-13T06:03:28.172-08:00Resounding<u>Resounding</u><br>
<u><br></u>
So I become sound<br>
and sound becomes I.<br>
the waves crash around me<br>
as their power and drive<br>
consume my core.<br>
<br>
To soothe and comfort<br>
its consumption is eternal.<br>
Drenched in its blessing,<br>
surrounded in wonder.<br>
Peace at the forefront.<br>
<br>
Music carries me from port<br>
to port, with each note<br>
bringing to quell<br>
the angry heart that resides.<br>
<br>
Save my soul in the oscillation.<br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-67686460907094647712013-10-19T14:28:00.000-07:002014-01-13T06:03:12.098-08:00Reincarnate<u>Reincarnate</u><br>
<u><br></u>
And to reside so sweetly,<br>
to rest, to breathe, to sleep.<br>
Breathe in my soul, absorb the sounds.<br>
The chord has been struck.<br>
<br>
And so resonance, respondance.<br>
To count the stars, one by one.<br>
Breathe in the sounds, develop.<br>
Polaroid memories, stuck.<br>
<br>
Twice we occur.<br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-66688742673017389062013-10-19T14:24:00.000-07:002014-01-13T06:02:58.605-08:00Competitors<u>Competitors</u><br>
<div>
<u><br></u></div>
<div>
Keep running your race;</div>
<div>
but does it belong to you?<br>
Define your finish, but</div>
<div>
do you maintain your lead?<br>
<br>
Do we run for the one</div>
<div>
or do we run for the many?</div>
<div>
These are questions picked</div>
<div>
from the meta. </div>
<div>
<br></div>
<div>
And as we race,</div>
<div>
as you race,</div>
<div>
I will finish.</div>
<div>
Do not cheer for me.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-40555304859895164252013-10-19T14:21:00.003-07:002014-01-13T06:02:37.485-08:00Straight Edge<u>Straight Edge</u><br>
<u><br></u>
Sweet flesh to take puncture,<br>
trenches parallel.<br>
Crimson infantry push forward<br>
to fight a losing war.<br>
<br>
Follow the tracks that run,<br>
run with the tracks that follow.<br>
Forgive it. Let dust grow<br>
whilst you run, back turned.<br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-10174072355258760712013-10-19T14:17:00.000-07:002014-01-13T06:06:22.697-08:00A Fall in Dualism<u>A Fall in Dualism</u><br>
<u><br></u>
Critical fracture.<br>
Fissured.<br>
<br>
Canyon from the physical.<br>
River, soul, at the base.<br>
Headwater yield; cessation.<br>
<br>
Burdened neck with branch and<br>
twisted plies.<br>
<br>
Entwine with the physical.<br>
Fissured.<br>
<br>
<br>
<br><br>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-19157029353483988912013-10-11T07:14:00.003-07:002014-01-13T06:01:51.588-08:00Aftermath<h2>
<u>Aftermath</u></h2>
<div>
A deep silence peravedes,</div>
<div>
bleeds through: dispersed.</div>
<div>
Exponential qualm,</div>
<div>
followed by calm.</div>
<div>
Virtue in virulence.</div>
<div>
Fight. Succumb.</div>
<div>
A deep silence pervades.</div>
<div>
<br></div>
<div>
Allow a wake with push;</div>
<div>
remember to forget.</div>
<div>
Existential riot.</div>
<div>
Inert, action pious.</div>
<div>
False is honour.</div>
<div>
Succumb. Plight.</div>
<div>
Wake! Carry me to numb!</div>
<div>
<br></div>
<div><br></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3279184479096373157.post-28563358502852763782013-10-11T07:07:00.000-07:002014-01-13T06:02:21.273-08:00Binding<h2>
<u>Binding</u></h2>
<div>
Let the ink bind my bones,</div>
<div>
my blood turn black crimson.</div>
<div>
And I ask 'Are you sorry?' </div>
<div>
For I am become quarry.</div>
<div>
<br></div>
<div>
To sleep in the arms of Angels</div>
<div>
as they rifle, deep bore.</div>
<div>
Do you not see all of me?</div>
<div>
Follow sights, don't set free.</div>
<div>
<br></div>
<div>
Both chas'd and chastised,</div>
<div>
feel the fracture, harmony. </div>
<div>
Deep chasm. Dissonance</div>
<div>
brought by night, break existence.</div>
<div><br></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517061072616144835noreply@blogger.com0