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LIFE ENSUE

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on October 25, 2010 by ravenstooth
I feel frozen into her bright blue eyes
Changeling as the silent wings cry
She wore my best armor peeled and forgotten
Hammered in trusting residual, much too rotten
I stood there like an innocent boy
She held me so sturdy past all joy
I teared up while she took over my soul
When I sprang from my youth she swallowed me whole
there was nothing else I wanted to do
So I nudged her freezing winter deja’vu
And we saw the rest of our life ensue
Like lovers do…

SENSUAL WORLD

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 24, 2010 by ravenstooth
I listen to his every word… word
His talk just makes me feel so good… oh so good
I let him into my sensual world, oh my word
He drives me to my aching. oh have you heard
Like storm that crash into my sea… just for me
He knows the reasons I come to be.  Oh he sets me free
 
I let him into my sensual world, oh my world
He holds me til I feel like I’m his girl, my heart just twirls
I could belong to him forever…I’m so sure
 
But from afar I see he’s off in search for more
The feelings touch my inner core, please hold me more
I could belong to him forever… I’m so sure
 
I let him into my sensual world, oh my word
My heart flies as high as birds, when I’m his girl
I think of him as my forever… that’s for sure
 
I listen to his every word… oh his word
His love will make me feel so good… oh so good
I hold him inside my sensual world, oh My world
He drives me to my aching. Oh he has heard
As my fire burns, my lust inflames me…just you see
He holds the reasons why I come to be. Oh he sets me free
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

FLOW…ENTRANCING

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 10, 2010 by ravenstooth
Sittin in my lonely room
And hey… I’m doing ok
There seems to be another shine
And hey…the reflection is mine
Seems so empty now
Now… that you have left me here
I couldn’t have asked for a better time
Now…that my mind is finally clear
Lowww… entrancing
 
Contemplating endless sight
And hey… I might come back
Weary about the road ahead
But hey…I’m right on track
Could I see the next horizon
Maybe in a thousand years
You could be my next surprising
Only if there were no tears
Slowww… entrancing
 
I should keep reminding
Maybe in a thousand years
I wish the days surrounded
All the wasted tears
There’s someone who will surprise me
In the horizon
And I’ll keep on laughing
All the time
Flowww… entrancing
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

SILENT MOSS

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 8, 2010 by ravenstooth
Open up your heart my love
And send me all your world
You are all that I dream of
My one and only girl
 
Discover me on silent moss
And come and take my hand
 
The lake is striking our silhouette
A gust of wind slips through the trees
We lie on back to when we first met
And listen for love in the breeze
We tired out our fast deep breath
And hold ourselves in our eyes
 
The sun is sinking beneath the world
Our night is perched upon
I take your warmth you are my girl
As we sleep on the lawn
 
You’ll find me on the silent moss
Just come you’ll understand
 
 
OPEN
 
Someday when the dream is real
Shadows forage an open feel
Belong to my strange day
Inside where our heart stay
What’d you say?
 
Open doors that never led
Into a day where time is dead
Come here and let love find
You give me your sweet sunshine
Do you mind?
As you seek me there
 
Someday we will make it real
Our wishes have an open feel
Let life take our time away
As we take our breath away
Will you stay
With me here
 
In this world we have no idea
Every day we try to become clear
Until we can feel it
And our will is our spirit
Don’t fear it
Don’t fear it
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

WALK IT SUBLIME

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on October 7, 2010 by ravenstooth
With these I see
Without I cannot cry
Saw the lost intent
Drown inside of me
Pick up the speed
Wait for the time of day
Heart lingers into what you say
Maybe it’s just what you need
  
Love isn’t blind
Once you can find
And if you don’t mind
I hope you are kind
It’d be a waste of time
For the pages we intend to climb
We’ll see
  
Each web is woven so…
You stick to me…
  
Got out beside
Sought you would try
Came upon this tree
That’s when you kissed me
Then you were gone
You changed the ME
 
Hope you will stay
Hope you will stay
Hope you will stay
Hope you will stay
Hope you will stay
Hope you will stay
Hope you will stay
Hope you will stay
Yeah- is this clarity

Love isn’t blind
Once you can find
And if you don’t mind
I hope you are kind
It would be a waste of time
For the pages we intend to climb
I can erase our path behind
Walk it sublime
 
Why don’t you just echo me
Push me in through your infinity
Wrap me with your loving energy
Capture all my sensitivity
And stay…
 
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Wrap me up with your energy
Push me in through your infinity
Or just stare and echo me…….
 

 

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

THEY ARE COLOR-BLIND

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 3, 2010 by ravenstooth
Outside the world is lit
With outstretched and flowering
Dawn’s intention drowns the night
Sounding simple interesting
Wake dimensions lingering
Falling for the waded moments
Triangled visionings
Sounds are resigned by our fascinations
The white is radiant
Look to horror
Signal fires laugh at me
Warriors dressed in spring beckoning
Death imposing threatening
We divulge into the forest
Burning home the frozen wonder
See the devil mock the heavens
Watching women walk together
Seeing all that has yet to come
Some day you’ll get your shit
Letting brothers strangle loving
See once more the wild repress
Wait a moment the rain is falling
Soul drained into wet
Here the river floods our weakness
Driven to the ocean’s fret
Summoning life’s mute bleakness
I saw the crows come in
And they searched for days in mountains
Here they are tired and spent
Feathers loose and molting
There’s no way to describe
The perfect circle or heron’s vie
A feeble one will try to place
Their hands upon the mirror’s face
And reaching for the blinking eye
They hold themselves way up high
Capturing the season to come
A twenty-eight winter or a load for some
There was a time that they shut their mouth
And seeked the mansions and headed south
We could be honored at our bed
With roses and lilies that wilt when dead
As for the rest of time we will not see
The days are just as long in infinity
She’ll touch your wisdom
Her finger tips
Wipe the ancient across your visions
Celebrate her aged pleasures and lips
Soon to belong to destiny
The fate is motion like the river
Cascading boroughs before long ago
The water’s entity is quick as silver
Staring serenely into an empty ally
the ghosts are presiding in the hot liquid folly
Your dance in the myote brings out the coyote
You strike the death eyes blank and power
She weeps at the blank stare for hours and hours
No one home where the polished cars park
The carpets are dirty and so is the dark
Ominous reeds in milky puddled thrush
Seconds before fucking the waters will gush
We wake at noon with the time spinning around
Like the sound of happiness peeking our found
Whose to guide the mystery boxed future
With the fluttering inside the stomach’s torture
Just let it out, the paper doesn’t mind
As for the pen and ink-
They are color-blind
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

EYES FETCH

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 1, 2010 by ravenstooth
All those feathers fell to the ground
Swirling in a pile then scattering one at a time
The eerie damp evening grips the sound
As wings flap into the wind and we begin to climb
 
The heavy air strangles our breath
Until we soar above the limbs and stretch
The air lightens and we can see depth
And gazing into the canopy our eyes fetch
 
Our wilderness that we’ve been hiding…
 
 
 
FUNNEL:
Blinking to the twilight sadden and breathless
Here among the ever-last there are no tornadoes
Without a funnel spiralling all around
We sleep inside the chaos of unknown
Speaking sheepishly as strangers become home
Funnel down into the drowning bright light
Hold on to our mischief and let loose our minds
See that there are no borders entangling dreams
Quench the entrance of this new world amazing
Funnel into me as we crash into our lives
Wildly…
And free
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

OPEN MY IMAGE

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 22, 2010 by ravenstooth
Time to empty
All of me
And drown all my pity
How those words taste so shitty
How will I ever be
So free
 
So I tow my past as I wonder and I wish for my horizon
There is no thoughts for reason
Or surge of hope
Only the end
 
Never speaking
Never freely giving
All my stories are so blind
Windows melting
Metamorphic weeping
Flowers aura in my mind
So not so stranger
Width more acres, sneaking
Stay inside the finds
 

Time to empty
All of me
And drown all my pity
How those words taste so shitty
How will I ever be
So free
 
This is drab lustre pseudo 
Travelin me
Sewn heightened distant
Pleasuring inside of me
 
So I tow my past as I wonder and I wish for my horizon
There is no thoughts for reason
Or surge of hope
Only the end
 
Never speaking
Never freely giving
All my stories are so blind
Windows melting
Metamorphic weeping
Flowers aura in my mind
 
Hear my voice is crowding soundly
Causing most the ghosts to dine
Vexing language morosely windy
Searching timeless for lost impatiently mine
 
Come and taste my hyacinth
Come and be my horizon nymph
 
See my starling do
Open my image
Losing my floating feather
Watch like a precipice so
I don’t worry
Or search behind myself
Into the future
Or right beside myself
Soon fly like a sparrow
Or talk to a beauty
Fly like a sparrow
Must let the firelight
Open my image
 
If my thoughts become my sound
I shudder like a hapless clown
As dust blows in I just begin
To hold the Earth like a kid again
And pause the day to drown my fear
I sound just like a frozen tear
If anything could open me
If anything could open me
Hold the dust that just blew in
I’ll sweep the Earth across my skin
Take the wild into the end
It may take me to where I begin
Diverge life
Freak open
Diverge life
Speak open
Diverge life
Keep open
Diverge life
Seek open
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 

SILENT STORM

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 16, 2010 by ravenstooth
Going bare bones on this one
Checked into hostile realms
Caged like a black hole ozone
No dutch left to kill the elms
  
Shout into the smoke and flames
The campfire drips in lore flickered
Hot and wet as the moth sips strange games
Then the beast of shadows comes wicked
  
A sight from lost future
She is riding along unnoticed
Her wild speaks from under her eyelids
Witch rubs in the moss and torture
 
Yelling into the fire the mesmerised totem
Burnt sage strikes the perfumed scrotum
As the worship angles slight to hold them
Hours away she writhes in uncertain time
 
I met her once in a deja’vu
As her eyes widened in my view
We searched our past to recognize
What it really was we saw in our eyes
 
Tongue talk and slippery milked fright
Washed along the pavement strength and wise
Unfolded lisped ash powder wobbled and white
There is a warrior seeking the dawn’s enterprise
 
Careless we mock the dead and deformed
Brothers are flying into the urn
Sorrows began from the time we were born
Until breeding becomes our turn
 
Take this drug and you’ll become foggy
Live in this world and you’ll learn to see
Drink this drink and you’ll become a catastrophe
Dream in this world and you’ll walk infinity
 
Who came up with the idea of dwelling inside
Wipe the windshield from the breath and grime
Why are you wondering about my mind
There is nothing worth holding for any amount of time
 
Leaped into vacant like the tide grinding sand
My birch underwear tempting that witch over there
She’ll have a SÉANCE and mutter with her left hand
And then the fall becomes autumn with leaves everywhere
 
The marble inlay with sandstone in delicate trim
Darkness columns around the silky water flow
Rubbed in ivory and naked until all are within
The Alaska is hued as aged glacial blue snow
 
Oak groves tall and strewn across the New England hills
As The King of the Woods streaks with red mane fame
The White and Green Mountains give explorers thrills
There was a Massachusetts where there is now a Maine
 
 
SILENT STORM
 
Fell out of love with a ghost as the summer time ends
Said she was out of reach and ignored the hope within me
There was something in her mind than never bends
As our downhill ride fell into this debris
 
Til the eyes blind wet from lost love as it will chase us
We speak less and less everyday we hardly know our names
As I look around my images are burnt like red rust
And as I go to bed I sleep alone now there’s no one there to blame
 
Wish I were, wish I were a silent storm on the calm
Shamans are guiding me to dance upon their dawn
What firelight will hold me here inside its palm
I could be about your love
Wishin, wishin for my silent storm
Your lies give me an end
And I’ll never bend
 
If we tried to live our lives without trying
We’d never learn to walk it in this way
There is no use us guessing why we are crying
And there is no more time to make it go away
 
Now we walk alone in hollow wonder unguided
With my mind finding out new ways to not become like you
There is my hope and all my dreams are beside me
I have all of my strength and my path has become brand new
 

Wish I were, wish I were a silent storm on the calm
Shamans are guiding me to dance upon their dawn
What firelight will hold me here inside its palm
I could be about your love
Wishin, wishin for my silent storm
Your lies give me an end
And I’ll never bend
And I’ll never bend
 
So you pleaded and you tried to keep me tired
But I never felt that way, there is nothing else you can do
You will become what you have now
You may never find what it was that I always tried to give to you
In my silent storm