Archive for wilderness

URSIDAE LUMBERS IN

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , on October 22, 2010 by ravenstooth
Fire freaks on fallen forests
Soon it will fly forever
This ravage empire dwells soulful and weakening
Water washes the hardwoods cool
The creatures climb back into the scorched earth
Plants regain their clench and open the sun
The silent smoke floats ghostly over moss
Rain has taken back the power
Shall we awe at the blackened bark
Hallow and tepid
Solemnly we walk without a sound
As the loose obedience traps timeless occurrence
Vented as reasons trail flightless and draped
Hear the ominous lament
Widowed and pleasured
Ursidae lumbers in
Piglike and plunk
Vestibular
Nettling
Augerist
Continued life
Forage
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

OH WILL YOU

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on August 21, 2010 by ravenstooth
To close your eyes to never
To let your hued stains run yeahey
An eclipse will steal your visions too
Your beauty and your sun
Oh will you trace me
 
And the woods contains lang syne
Well equipped to make men die yeahey
As we spill our dainty majesties
There is wilderness in I
Oh will you age me
 
So when you trace
You better trace yourself
And to come with age in pieces
For your age is worth your death
Oh will you breathe me
So when you breathe
You better breathe yourself
And to smell the air in pieces
For your last breath tastes your death
Oh will you taste me
 
In the field you are so pretty
As the grasses brush your face yeahey
You washed me with your loving
It was the best I ever will taste
Oh will you let me
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

STAND ME UP

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on August 17, 2010 by ravenstooth
Stand me up in the middle of my flower
Stand me up until my petals unfold today
Won’t stand you up in the middle of my power
Won’t stand you up until my petals fold away
 
If water falls from the sunshine down tomorrow
If water falls from the moon’s hiss it’s okay
The water falls into the sunshine that we follow
The water falls from the moon’s kiss we feel today
 
The wilderness speaks in breaths of wisdom
The wilderness speaks in breaths all day
If I could give the wilderness back its kingdom
If I could give the wilderness back its way
 
Touch the blue as you reach up in the sky
Touch the blue as you hold on to its secret
Can’t touch the blue even if you reach up so high
Can’t touch the blue even when you try to speak it
 
Stand me up in the middle of my flower
Stand me up until my petals unfold today
If you stand me up in the middle I’d give you my power
If you stand me up my petals will hold you all day