Archive for November 30, 2009

DECISIONS: THE END DEAD

Posted in poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on November 30, 2009 by ravenstooth
JOY
 
-The night enveloped me
Like the moon in awe
When the raven will caw
-Then the day has developed me
 
-The darkness paraded me
Like the stones hedged death
When I savored my last breath
-Then the lightness has charaded me 
 
-The black day stewed me
Like the opium stars melt
When the only thing I felt
-Was the sunshine that chewed me
 
-The early morning haunted me
Like voices from shadowed tears
That no one but me hears
-As the dawn knows it’s taunted me
 
 
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DECISIONS: THE END DEAD

Posted in poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on November 30, 2009 by ravenstooth
Say a prayer for the mountains
A prayer for the sea
The volcano’s eruption
Is a natural catastrophe
Say a prayer for the flowers
A prayer for the smiling grass
The lion will devour
Any prey within grasp
To gain a natural high
With clouds so low
There’s only one good-bye
And only one hello
To reason without question
To gain without greed
Is like folly without tomorrow
To be cut and not bleed

DECISIONS: THE END DEAD

Posted in poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 30, 2009 by ravenstooth
I AM THE WIND
 
I am the wind,
My son.
I am the world.
I am the sky.
I am the wind,
My son.
I am the bird,
You see fly.
I am the wind,
My son.
I am the tree.
I am the cave.
I am the wind,
My son.
I am the sea.
I am the wave.
I am the wind,
My son.
I am the rain.
I am the snow.
I am the wind,
My son.
I am the stain,
That colors the rainbow.
I am the wind,
My son.
I am you.
You are me.
We are the wind,
My son.
If you are true,
You will see
The wind my son.