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DREAMS

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 5, 2010 by ravenstooth
These dreams we see
Inside our sleep
Are sometimes colored
And sometimes deep
We see the things we would never think
As to help us feel when we touch the brink
A reality pours into our soul
A vision of wonder
To ponder, to hold
We wake remembering only a slightest whiff
And once in a while we dare to climb the cliff
As for our reality, our dreams are guiding our way
We can see some parts play out in the things we say
These dreams we see
Inside our sleep
Are everything woven
In the company we keep

IN OUR CALMING AUTUMN

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 20, 2010 by ravenstooth
Tasting your tears
Knowing your sadness holds you down
Giving you my love
My calmness creates a smile for that frown
 
Make your eyes shine
Our hearts combine
Flowing
Kissing your skin
Our love begins
Growing
 
I hold you in my arms until your sleeping
I’ll keep your smiling eyes clear from weeping
 
Feeling you breathe
Watching your chest rise up and down
You dream in peace
You make me chase that dream around
 
Fall in your sleep
Our breaths are deep
Growing
The lights go dim
Our love begins
Flowing
 
We lie there dreaming in our calming autumn
 
 
 
 

FROM THE EDGES OF THE SHADE

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 26, 2010 by ravenstooth
As the night becomes so bright
To listen to your sight
Your fright becomes so slight
As your awareness is so tight
 
From the edges of the shade
You’ll open mundane threshold
A beacon of the fade
Broke the colors of your gold
 
From what we passed then know
Our empty wishes find out
We have nothing else to show
When we borrow from our doubt
 
We lend from how we sow
As our gardens seldom grow
Unless we willfully show
That our sorrow’s not in tow
 
When we follow all the dust that blows
Taking none to hurry
Catching the flightless birds
As they squawk and scurry
 
From what we laughed then go
Our empty hopes will find out
We have no one else to hold
When we listen to all their doubt
 
I passed the stars downstream
Not one would think to wish me
And in my mind I’ll scream
As the fish are trying to fish me
 
Your sorrows will lead you home
When your bags are full so hopeless
You could walk a thousand miles alone
Or give your self so selfless
 
From what we passed then know
Our empty wishes find out
We have nothing else to show
When we borrow from our doubt
 
Then I tripped upon my pain
As I looked up I was crying
As I have done again and again
Without ever even trying…trying
 
There is never any answers
As our questions will come and go
Like the music moves the dancers
As the river’s waters flow
 
There is never any answers
As our questions will come and go
Like the music moves the dancers
As the river’s waters flow
 
There is never any answers
As our questions will come and go
Like the music moves the dancers
As the river’s waters flow
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

AT NIGHT A DIFFERENT HUE

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on August 23, 2010 by ravenstooth
Search for things to say
To speak about or follow
Maybe just some day
You land standing free
I stand upon the mountain as the full moon sleeps away
To open my mind until I can see inside
I wouldn’t have to wonder or cry
If, you held my love tonight
You’d see that everything is alright
But it depends…
 
Breathe in my love and adore
Hold me in your sweet air
As we swim through our night
And touch our love and our dream
Makes the magic
Which will always feel right
The skies are blue
At night a different hue
 
Clouds come in and say
They speak about their sorrow
Maybe just one day
They’ll cry out to me
I hold on to my visions as the world spins and sways
To wash out my mind until it begins to seep inside
I wouldn’t have to wonder or die
If, you held my love tonight
You’d see that everything is alright
But it depends…
 
Breathe in my love and adore
Hold me in your sweet air
As we swim through our night
And touch our love and our dream
Makes the magic
Which will always feel right
The skies are blue
At night a different hue
The skies are blue
At night a different hue
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

WHERE CITY LIGHTS ARE ABSORBED IN ALIBI

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 24, 2010 by ravenstooth
Past the vast and simple stars that flash
There lies eyes bound in entities flinted ash
Here are why we streak in our chaos chase
Found and bitten in our unnatural dead-end race
 
Somewhere out in the distance the persistence adjusts
Only in the place that thoughts travel and dissipate
Mystery is defined in velvet armor with hazy mortar
Sound become shallow and dark as fire flying shorter
 
Offering the unfathomable inquiry subjects allocate and foaming
Kindled rain into dust vomit lashed by gusts of vicious roaming
Desire soft words far away in Jupiter methane and humming birds
Lost mind foraged windmill pausing summit reptiles and sour thirds
 
Let me thumb into frozen memories down where time lost itself
The cotton jacket rose future impulses by the edge of the river’s shelf
Hurricane groped dry embers solitude nightmare wishes in horror
My walk bobbled quite languid like drowning shiny silver armor
 
Mesmerized in thought lust candid to comforts plush and inert
Techniques in azure inwardness in glowing porcelain expired dirt
Rescue me discomforts people talking gypsy rise toward hypnotic
Silent reindeer scurry in transient film heated medium lipped symbiotic
 
I love your eyes as fumes enter the disguise like mornings that rise on pavement
That’s why I love you for intended visions of lawful imprisonment a skewed basement
Hear that piano rape the sands that claw the foam and pillow ritual, you scream
And I continue to find the midnight aching holidays faced in a stimulated dream
 
Dry lake bed invasions pink attention watery glare in-wrought laid flavor
Pseudo in utero where time distorts beginning, end, and places where wonder savor
Now, now, now is the hour or the echo when one becomes a flower or a heckle
How, how, how is it our or a chuckle when one becomes their power or a speckle
 
Float away, here is the sound, remember when nothing came together
Drown in the spiral letting it all go in the dashboard delivery or forget her
Leaves drop lightly just as the dawn enchants our dark avenue sipping sun
Here are the creature embossed in their earshot of discomforts to come
 
Taking a walk silt down by the water
She was to tarnish her agony she taught her
Driven by heros she lost after they caught her
She slogged by the empty words that got her
 
Please me in the morning and at night
Hold my curiosity, my wonder, my fright
I just might load you with my agile hunt
I may even want to shoot your wild cunt
 
Pretend your on a raft paddling across the river
Tossed by the rapids the water makes you shiver
You reach the shore and step on the other side
Once you touch the land your awareness opens wide
 
You turn to look back across and can only see white
The shock resides inside your chest like a windless kite
You wonder yet realize your plight fancied away wilt
You turn toward your direction as your flight stirs your silt
 
A sign in the road saved mindless distressed princess
Out in the meadow lying in the summer dew faceless
Son on the frontier hear the Indian whirlpool formless
Dancing to the heat night sonnets and drumming careless
 
I could bring you out in my freak and bathe you my sunshine
Better than all the rest from where the raven meets the crow
But I need your summer and you need to let worries unwind
It could be the greatest encounter that the wilderness could grow
 
All left dead in the back where the whole fucking world began
Now here I am, a man and all I do is all that I can
Without majesty, or prayer, or sacrifice or sanctuary
I can see the pursuit is the best part where the trip is unordinary
 
And it’s getting harder to describe
Beaten how a barkless dog cries
Where city lights are absorbed in alibi
And love stays true and never- dies
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

CONNIVING DESCENT

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on March 8, 2010 by ravenstooth
In my conniving descent
I’m twisted luxury
Bouncing benevolence
Obscured like cloud mist hours
Sexually embraced
Our minuet ballet
Pretzel onyx as night becomes our lust
Eyes wide minarets
Our touch sleek silhouettes
As we shed our spirits
We descend toward our shore
 
Woke in dawn’s plush innocence
The day wore bright milky haze
I locked into my soft glow gaze
To reap flavor tapped lush decadence
As if the windows were swollen shut
And the doors merged their sharp cut
Imprisoning my wilderness hush obsolescence
Calm encrusted black in lyrically rhyme
My tune thick and slick spherically benign
As the thought before time had some pretense
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

STRETCH

Posted in poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on December 27, 2009 by ravenstooth
I’ll stretch as far as I can reach
My long arms touch from beach to beach
Having one of those dreams again
Waking not remembering where I’ve been
Opening my eyes I recall the pleasant sight
I walked through your doorway turned off the light
We took to the wild to realm in our creatures
Like a pack of wolves we devoured all the features
The frenzy continued flying in the skies
Our window for convenience opens, then dies
We twisted in turn to fall back to earth
The days skim past feeling that it’s worth
All the discouraging waiting, then waking, then going
Never hesitating in the real, only seeing, only knowing
The patient is on the path breeding fits of honey
Those bees keep stinging, those sharp edges feel funny
I want to shower in the waters from the hurricane
Making sure that these dreams keep me sane
Clawing into the pleasantry and pick at the mortar
I’ll keep chiseling until my masterpiece crosses the border
Then the twilight beckons and a flash in the sky
The night is over and the new day promises to try