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Stormborn ChildStormborn Child
Omnius

As tearful thunders onward sweep
And down below us creatures creep
As lightning flashes overhead
Hush now dear – it's time for bed

Neon mirrors lightning falls
And Thunder cries his distant calls
In fiery halls or concrete maze
Raindrops form a blue-chill haze

The storm now gathers in the clouds
To coat the sky in dark black shrouds
And lightning horses bred for war
Charge the Earth's wet stony shore

Night unfolds o'er shadow land
Through the storm's eye's narrow band
Cold gleaming stars shine on no-when
On Daniel's empty lion den

The storm now gathers in the wild
Hush, my dear Stormborn child,

And Then There Are LightsAnd then there are lights
Colors blur and twinkle
The symbolism of unstable beauty
Ferry boats and ferris wheels
Christmas Lights and artificial sweeteners
It's our trembling hands that paint our faces white
It's our confusion that leads to fleeting moments
Of certainty.

It's so easy to become an addict.

Hot breath stings old wounds and reminds us
The past was as real as the scars that line the
Skin that holds us inside
And how many pictures have you taken
Just for proof that it wasn't all a dream

Yet when the water runs the ink
We realize It might as well have just looked like
This for we float in a liquid world.

We own noth

phaethonhere I am
breathing eagerly the clouds of dust
that linger behind your trail
as you danced towards the sun

I often look
deep within my tangled hair
searching for bits of light
to resemble your blinding aura

I try to listen
to your words of wonder and promise
of wild lands and chariots of fire
but I'm deafened by the sound

I dream at nights
of impossibilities and babels
and when I wake you make them real
and I just smile.

Burning SkyI long to feel the burning sky
ignite my dim and faded eyes.
I long for crimson cloud's caress
to light a spark upon my breath,
and wrap it's fire about my heels;
I long to feel.

'til ash becomes of embers bright
I long to lie within the light
and dance amidst it's dying heat,
this sky, this sun, my one retreat.
'til morning, I'll pretend it's real;
I long to feel.

A Simple QuestionA Simple Question

A simple question
Asked with heartfelt emotion
A simple answer no or yes
Not without consequence
A heart sped up
The mind clouded
"I'll think about it"

This answer only prolonged the pain
Delayed the inevitable
The confusion grew
Tears fell

The impossible answer
Combined a yes and no
The choice between the two
Not easily solved

The day came
An answer needed
The words left my mouth
And the answer chose it's self

Not Even A FailureYou could play me like a love song
And I would be draped across your arms
Where not even a failure could be wrong.

A Little BoxHello there!
I am Me.
I live in a little box-
you see?
I like my box.
It's nice and Safe.
And Safe is good,
in this, my place.

It's a pretty box-
the walls are soft-
And though it rains,
it rolls right off.
And though I can
hear all around,
I never have to
make a sound.

That's nice, you know.
To sit, be silent.
I don't like Words.
They're loud, virulent.
They're always Yelling!
And it makes me sad.
I wish Words wouldn't
get so mad.

And though I wish
I could see the Sky-
(it's been a long, long,
long, long time…)
I think I still
prefer my box,
even if
I don't have socks.

Or air, or space,
or warmth, or lov

After the RainI.
After the rain
that's when the world is magical
The dirty asphalt sparkles and shines
Dew-laden leaves twinkle like diamonds in the sunlight divine
It's so surreal, so unimaginable

II.
After the rain
The grass has an aura of emerald green
Everything feels so pure and clean
It's so beautiful, it must be a dream
As I watch the flowers glisten and gleam

III.
After the rain
All the pain and strife is washed away
The sun rises, this is the start of a brand new day
The forces of evil are kept at bay
And it's so wonderful to see the children laugh and play

IV.
After the rain
I feel a surge of happiness
I think the day is trul

waitpetitioning God
asking what purpose for this
hearing back, "Wait, child."

Tyranny of Choice

a life is made of
millions of choices
turn left or right
even if God knows
which I will choose
choose I must

Mirror

Motionless, the pool
has trapped the vault of heaven,
spread before my feet.

Ever Onward

Long road, heading east,
night closes in behind me.
Dawn, night's length ahead.

Summer LullabyWarm, summer evening
Grass emits a lullaby
Cricket's violin

EmbryologyConfined in the egg,
"You" and "I" dream separation,
while becoming one.

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We Must Be

by ~Lucia672, Apr 10, 2010, 7:53:25 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

It takes one hand to touch another,
it takes one heart to care,
we must be skeletons, bleached and bare
For we won't help our brother.

It takes one hug to soothe a sore
It takes one mouth to speak
we must be mute and very weak
for we don't comfort anymore.

It takes one kiss to reassure
It takes one word to meet a stranger
we must be very selfish men
for we don't love each other.

It takes a moment to forgive
It takes so little to hate
we must be very angry people
for we have all made mistakes

It takes a child to make an adult
It takes a parent to nurture
we must be quite close-minded fools
to simply kill our future.