Monday, March 15

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Hey to anyone who actually reads this,
I've been writing a lot lately. It seems I've actually started to think in poetry actually. Which is good, but a bit distracting from the task at hand. Anyway I have discovered a new love in the world that I create in my mind, and bring to life with my words written on pages. Slam Poetry. I love it. They beat, and pace, how the words flow together. I don't have anything I like enough to post yet, but I promise I'll do something soon. For now here is something I wrote last week, people around me seemed to like it.

At one time I held it all.
The earth and the sky were met as one within my heart.
The wold spun, and turned, and not only that...it danced.
It danced to a beautiful ballad played on the steams of light left behind by trailing stars. That where shooting across the sky.
A sound like chords being strummed. While the stars all stared in wonder. And the moon joined along, to. Dancing with the earth, to a melody played across space. Something so sweet and soft, that the stars couldn't help but twinkle.

At one time I held it all.
But it soon slipped away, falling threw the cracks in my hands. As if I was trying to stop the motion of time by holding sand. The earth fell off balance and the music stopped. The trails f light disappeared and the moon fell to a dismal stop. The stars started to glow so hot. And in turn I grew so cold. They left, as the vast oceans I had once held. Swallowed me whole, while I fell to the world. The earth slipping away, as the oceans surrounded everything in my sight.

And then I held nothing.
No heat from stars, no music from stars. Touch and feeling all disappeared...no love was around. The oceans they were cold, and their beauty stung like ice. Blue filled my sight, but reminded me of the sights that I had lost when I fell. Deeper I fell into the breathtaking water. Ice, the water grew colder as the beauty grew around me, the beauty of chaos all with their own deadly spikes. Wishes to speak, or scream were never granted. Strikes of incoming anger where gobbled up hungrily by water. Which from the inside out came in and chilled me. Bones first the cold grabbed me and spread throughout my system. Froze me still. Till I was just a heart beat yet to still. Drowned by the waters of my own world and home, strangled when left by the hand. Nothing in me could flourish.

I once held it All.
But one time I did fall.
And at that time I did loose it all.
I have not found a way to climb back up.

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1 comment:

  1. I would love nothing more than to see you preform this,NOTHING MORE!

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