Thursday, May 19, 2011

Daily Poem #92

#92

Within these tides
I see the future.
Our future.

Take.
And so I will,
from yesterday,
from everything.

Your soul.
I will take,
with me,
to drown.

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Sunday, May 15, 2011

Daily Poems #88-91

Of course I am yet again ever farther behind. If ever there were to be a Queen chosen for a country named Procrastination, it would have to be me.

I cannot sleep. Therefore I write.

#88

If you listen closely,
to my beaten eyes,
they will tell you so.

Stories of such color
I shall wish to paint for you,
someday.

Someday.

Try a little faster,
 to see through me,
as I may never.

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#89

Blissful beast,
hug me.

This light,
this day,
is perfect.
Do you see?

Breathe this air with me.
Stand tall,
as I.

We live together
in this song
of light.

Dance.
To this day.
And I shall love you
forever.

My beast.
My fear.

One,
who is mine.

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#90

Pick up your feet,
little dancer of mine.

Prance longer,
harder.

My heart shall melt
to the pouncing of your toes.

Make me smile,
my love,
my little dancer.

Twirl for me,
longer.

Bleed for me,
longer.

Paint this floor,
this beautiful floor,
for me.

For my heart.

Dance my dove,
promise to not fall.

Embrace this song,
and paint for me.

Paint your last song,
again.

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#91

Drift.
For this song,
I drift.

My hollow heart,
melting,
farther from home.

Lost,
but to be found.

I shall sit,
in beautiful sounds.

Drifting.
Again.
And again.

And so I fear,
home,
is in this.

Home.
In this.

(Mozart, Requiem)

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