Back when tigers used to smoke…
This Heart
Nightshade
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Lay you down now gentle one Let the darkness soak and seep |
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So let this twilight be your soil And pardon me for making light |
Multiple Choice ~♡~
It could be the beauty
Or maybe the thrills
Or the sense of duty we share
…or the skills
Or maybe it’s our laughter
in all the ways we play
How even after all this time it hasn’t gone away
Or maybe it’s the growing steps we always take together
Or maybe it’s the knowing that a friend-ship sails forever
Surely there’s the strong respect
And all the love that we reflect
And all the souls that we affect
by being side-to-side
And it’s also candid fantasy
just being on this ride~*
But if I’m honest, then I’m not sure
why she makes me feel in love
But it’s warm and sweet, complete and pure
So if there’s one reason that it’s her
I pick: ♡~All Of The Above~♡
Serpentine
This one is shorter
so much that it borders
on nothing at all
May You Be
As you endeavour the weighs of the world
May you stand strong in the lessons you’re hurled
May you find peace in the wars that rage on
And may you release what’s held on too long
May you forgive
And may you foresee
The way that we live is not how it must be
May you be free to figure your truth
With the wisdom of age and the vigour of youth
To rise beyond the shackles we share
With a mind as light and clear as air
To see with eyes as bright as day
That you are well and on your way
That life is unfolding at just the right pace
So may you be ready to meet it with grace
And in times that you crumble
Fumble and fall
May you be humbled
By your place in it all
May you topple your pride with humility’s beams
And may you unravel the riddle of dreams
To master your life, no matter how odd
To love every person, not matter how flawed
To always be present in this gorgeous facade
And may you not be turned off by what others call “God”
May you see through the fog
May you dance in the rain
May you shine like the sun on a wide-open plain
May you always be open to all you can be
And when your vessel is broken…
May you be free
The Poah Tree
On Hazelnut Hill, by the old Poah Tree
She sits very still in the swill of the sea
A gentle wind ~~ comes pouring in
And dances silk across her skin
When she opens her eyes, life is a dream
The blueberry skies are flowing with cream
Hung over hills of ephemeral grass
Flowing in flowers of colourful glass
Then sung in the choirs of fliers in chorus
Pouring a story of roaring aurorus
To swell every cell in a gel of her glowing
Shining a light of divine outer knowing
Timing how perfect it all seems be
Flowing as sure as the waves of the sea
Rushing to crushing in crystals that spill
On the cinnamon shores of Hazelnut Hill
Where a girl in her stillness overflows with the juices
The Mother of Earth in her mirthfulness uses
To paint pouring portraits of seas unto skies
That shine in the tears of a growing girl’s eyes
They fall to the earth, with the wisdom to know:
Only beautiful tears make the Poah Tree grow
Drownt
As soaring tides of desperation
Rise and roar within
I stare with open, broken eyes
And wish that I could swim
And so she went away…
Eventide Blessing~*
As twilight shines in peace upon
Your resting head until the dawn
May your worries wash away
And all your hurries settle slow
And may your mettle form the clay
In which your pedals grow
Oh gentle spirit, in mental form
May your inner cinder warm
The tinder in your tender heart
Akin the sun that starts to shine
Upon your clear and waking mind
Cowl
Lost to the wilds of the beasts of behaviour
By way the crow flies my soul is a saviour
But here in the hard-pack of trails that twist
Tween tar-dripping trees in gales of mist
Where the wails of beasts are the sirens that call
To the beggars and tyrants that live in us all
Here there lies fearful, untold incantations
Behind us are footfalls of old iterations
And nearer and nearer we draw to the black
Of a swallowing future with no turning back
Curse all these vines!
Curse these unknowns!
Curse all the signs of the seeds that we’ve sown
And curse all the times that we’ve grown into men
Only to find little boys once again
Lost in the darkness
Lost to what glows
Lost even to skies, except for the crows
That caw at what cries in the forests below
Hunted by beasts on the prowl
We used to take time to sing to the stars
Now we just look up and howl
All of it comes back to me
Some days I get tired
Some days I feel feint
And then some days the world’s inspired
And I sing and craft and paint the dreams
that other days just ain’t
Some days when all the ways are wide
And open-ended, starry-eyed
And all the walls I once defended
Crumble to their sides…
I look upon this ancient book
Of dreamers, leapers, and all it took
To build a thrilling tale of glory
Known as Humans, and my story
Culminates upon a moment staring open, free
…and all of it comes back to me
All the visions of what I love, what I want
And all I shove aside in dreary days when I can’t see
Funny how the darkness hides
All my growing, glowing sides
And when my moon draws back the tides
From wherever they may be…
All of it comes back to me
Every treasure, every dream
Every gleaming leisure seen
Every pleasure that I’ve beamed
within me that’s worth measuring
Everything I once thought lost
Imprisoned by a lonely frost
Or taken due to karma’s cost
is scattered on my beach
All I’ve gathered in this life
is ever in my reach
So let me set my moon upon
A shining sea in search of dawn
Where blinding rays have never shone
so clear upon my eyes
Let me rise and know that here
Within me, though not always clearly
Hides the gems I hold so dearly
And before me always lies…
A path I’ve oft been pondering
The kind that’s worth my wandering
To set in word in mankind’s book
The kind of person that it took
To find through worse and better times
The shining tale of life’s divine and winding gale
That blows in from the sea
Let me walk the path that hums
When all of it comes back to me
An Old Man
I would like, if I may, at the end of the day
Before my posture is crooked and my hair is all gray
Before they shun all my rambles and lock me away
I’d like very much to be helpful
I know my mind’s going
And I’m losing my youth
And my thoughts are outdated and hardly that truthful…
But there’s a light in my heart every now and again
That flickers on swiftly, and I never know when
But it bursts with ideas and faith in the ride
Of this race full of faces, and it fills me with pride
For this beautiful song that we sing on the earth
Cause the thing is, I usually don’t think that it’s worth it
I usually believe that we’re lost and appalling
Like the past was the peak and these days we’re just falling
Like there isn’t a hope
Like there isn’t a rope
Like we crawl on the ground
All of us groping for a place we once found
So when this feeling comes around
And takes hold of my hard hand
I see these as the ravings of a lonely old man
And that nature’s more powerful than we’ll ever be
And in these sweet moments, I finally see
There was never a moment when we were not free
When we were not dancing and painting the views
Of a wonderful world that nature is choosing
There’s just so much beauty in all that we’ve got
Yet I focus so much on the things that are not
I’ve been wasting my time
And at the end of the day
When I harp on what’s wrong
I make it that way
So take the advice of a lonely old man…
Accept this grand gift of all that’s at hand
Let it sing in your heart with a warm, quiet smile
And make every sweet moment you have here worthwhile
MIRROЯ
The Fallen Kingdom
Once a prophet king foresaw an ending…
To the kingdom full of life that he had wrought
The people that he charged himself defending
And even those, it seemed, that we was not
So he spent his days and nights in deep disturbance
Preparing for the darkness he had seen
He charged his peons, peasants, priests and servants
In helping halt the forecast of his dream
Soon the whispers leaked throughout the nation
Soon the people plunged into a fright
They knew there was a nearing devastation
And they hid away to shun the coming blight
And the trade routes stopped their trading
And the farms fell into dust
Every church and merchant’s purchase further fading
As the mettle of the nation turned to rust
And their gold turned into tokens
And their joy turned into shame
By the will of the people their nation was broken
And no outside force was to blame
* ~ <o> ~ *
Once a prophet king foresaw an ending…
And watched his precious kingdom fall to flame
And saw within the fires of his own tending
That the dreamer and the dreamed are one the same
The Art of Now
I looked into the future
And all I really saw
Was a ball of clay
Malleable and raw
So I looked into the past
In the vastness of what was
And all of it was hardened casts
Of these things the world still does
And it seems to me that we are shaped
From out the clays of these two lands:
A hardened base of revolving truth
To hold the softer clay of youth
Spinning in our hands
O.o
Too much
Food for Thought
(>”)> ~ ( o . 0 )~ <(”<)
Will make you
Fat-Headed
♫~♪
Thunder forth
And plunder few
And wonder why
And what to do
Just sing your soul across the sky
Until your song with through
‘fore got
I nearly forgot of the thought that I thought of
The plot of the plot that I’m plotting
But then as I wrought all the spots I forgot
I got lost in the thoughts I’m forgotting
Double Edged
When in doubt– down and out
And you’ve seen all life’s a bout
When your were-ies weigh you down
And no won seems to be around
Yeah, when it feels like you’re a loan
And all your troubles over-groan
And all that madders hits ya home
And seams unsewn forever…
It’ll all come together, so don’t be a frayed
The daze and weaks will come to fade
So try to re-member when you are dis-made
The beauty in life is worth the weight
The best rules, aren’t.
Double Time
No matter your sighs
Your aye’s or your no’s
Whether you’re whys
or whether you’re whoas
You’re more than you holed
and more than you seam.
You’re not your shoos
and you’re not your genes
…and you’re a heck of a lot more
than an old can of beens
So open the present, and find that right now
De-spite who you are– You can love every how
This world is your space to shine like a star~*
So live like a BLUR~~ Be All You Are