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Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on August 2, 2010 by ravenstooth
If I turned to your desire
Would you hold me like a feather
Justify the hidden space- gaze
Letting me go inside your stormy weather
I choose thirty days to make or break
To be without the flight in my feather
My feather walks away thrilling sides to shine my lake
The dirty wondering sets my body into shakes
While smiles lend out just to see your storm again
You blizzard me
Then you hold my wings as to let me fall, push me on the wind as I stand tall then give a call
Your feather floats to me
Plucked from storms persuaded
Your legend forests me
In the wild our flight invaded
As my wind flew right into the vicious sun again
With eyes trembling like they do when I touch the wind
Your formless
Touched heavens
Flew away
My feather stayed
We never waved
I could catch you
As my feather lays
And still you
You blizzard me
My world begins here
Into your storms
I lived these years how
My feather falls
As you turn around
I see the calm is near
You touch my gliding fear
You pick up and hand me my feather
You hand me my feather
As we take the sky
Our burning wings now fly
All the storms have died
I see the calm is near now
And our fears died
We’re alright
We’re alright
We’re alright
Your formless
Touched heavens
Flew away
My feather stayed
We never waved
I could catch you
As my feather lays
And still you
You blizzard me


Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 3, 2010 by ravenstooth
Feathers fly, into their shadows fall
How the wind settles their awe
When they’re searching, for their caw
Walking by, I see a shimmering
That catches my mind
I pick up her glimmering
I could open
Open your door
Open your world, I’m sure
I could hold you
Hold on your door
Until your world became so pure
Spirits run, like mirrors in your night
Shining your dreams you fight
I could dream with you tonight
Echos come, then bounce and laugh away
I hear them dance and play
What is it that they say
I could open
Open your mind
Open your eyes, you’ll find
I could love you
Loving your mind
Until our eyes weren’t so blind
I could open
Open your soul
Open my wonder, you hold
I could give you
Give you my soul
Until our wonder opens our world


Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 18, 2010 by ravenstooth
Changeling and scattered in my brain
I’m feeling a bit insane
I’m going all around
Tired eyes creep into my sight
Perhaps I just might
See me echoing sound
See me change like a match burning blue
Sulphuric pleasure inflamed pursue
Love crashed into the ground
Yeah wilt like a meteor
As if the singed metaphor
Is like a feather I found
Looks like it’s up to me
Been down so god damn long
Won’t you go come on down
I’m a crawling creature in wicked flight
My magic stands in the corner casting spells at fright
When I look at you perhaps I might
Head on out-of-town
Why would this time be any different
I could writhe you as your servant
And joy you while I clown
My pain shines on the wall
Like headlights through my window
And when I call and call and call
I hold the cold girl and melt in her shadow
I hear you knocking at my door
I get up from my dream and lore
Opening the lock to your meadow
The sun is sweet essence and crisp
We walk along the bare ground and mist
Seeking something
Seeking something
And the ravens
And the ravens
Crying to our wisdom
As we screech folly
And our breathing
And our dying infinity…
We wake in the moon’s passing
We know in our movements and gasping
Our coming is too enticing
Like the gentle rain slicing
On our bodies with hyacinth and laughter
We’d be crazy not to search more of this matter
Following the river again down where the clouds glue minds
Where the love became hindsight and nothing was left to find
There I would die and dream until the earth spun me blind
Let go of my pain and worrisome heart and just unwind
And let the music flow like wind in your hair, so fair, so kind
One more- 
Some call it divine and mastered full exposition
The devious mockery still watered and pleasant disposition
Now listen to the loss of blood
Hear the wrought iron sliver wasted dawn
Just a little in the specimen pool gone wrong
Soft in some mad new language
hidden in the cold misery night mare
Transparent flocks cradle nostalgia
There they are DEAD in mourning warmth
I’ll tell you about the heavy thunder inside my soul
I’ll let you inside when you should pack it in and roll
His fright seem ordinary, yet he discovered the limestone was cold
Walking into his dream, she martyred like wishes, as he was fooled
The pavement sacred plain, into our world we are formed
Make a holiday on your fear.  I’ll see you, I’ll see you, I’ll see you


Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on February 12, 2010 by ravenstooth
Seems like there’s a time to feel
Only thing about it is when it’s real
I can’t hold my head up anymore
There a desolate hideaway on the view
If I can make it there I’ll see brand new
I only hope I can get through the door
Turned on the light to glow the steps ahead
Broken dreams now are scattered in my head
Love soured my happiness then poured me on the floor
I look outside now and the colors have gone away
The time walks crooked all through out the day
My eyes are heavy and my heart is tore
I could cry all night and not even sleep
Once I get up in the morning I’m just a heap
Of flying feathers that have lost their soar
I try to keep a good head on my shoulders
Even when it weighs more than two ton boulders
That roll down backwards in a silent roar
I could have a laugh about the sky being blue
Perhaps lend that smile to myself when I see you
Even when I feel unsteady and unsure
It’s never the end only once we are dead
So I should try to move on and see what’s ahead
And change my love into some mythical lore
Guide myself into the distant dreams I feel
Walk casually making every endeavor real
As for my self-pity it will stay, as I open the door
Open my eyes to a new mind and see the world
Breathing in the crisp life as my feathers are unfurled
As the bright colors return and my tears fall no more