Varience

Varience

A Poem by Corset























Ripples on my seamless sky
reminds me that
the Artist hands are hard at work
father of the one that lies
beside you misunderstood,
maybe...inhale.
We made these strings your clavier
along side vulgarians, charmers
and rippers of wardrobe, Lovers
and dreamers, hopeful and hopeless...
I will believe,
because we are not
 all amazonian women,
asexual and climbing...
because of the fact that there is varience
of the same species when there should be
nothing but clones.
I believe,
I believe
because of that small cloud
of disbelief
as all things have an opposite
even orange; and I want to be able to admit
when I am wrong...
even about that thought that evil could never
dwell in such a pretty place
for such a very long time
so, I will go on tugging
at all the things that resist in me
I will remove the ticking watch
from my wrist
because the acid of my mind
will turn silver into green,
and though green is such a kind
and lovely color,
it doen't become the color
of my heart...
which is still blue and beating...
fiercely in the color of red. 

© 2018 Corset


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...and I believe, oh I believe...AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL, SERENE, FABULOUS, FANTASTIC...I could go on and on..xoxoxo

Posted 6 Years Ago


I loved this poem. So many lines stood-out dear Corset.
"I will remove the ticking watch
from my wrist
because the acid of my mind
will turn silver into green,"
I loved the above lines. I could write a epic poem from dear poet. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 6 Years Ago


Corset

6 Years Ago

Please feel free to do so :D Words, like the Earth beneath our feet can not be owned, though how "th.. read more
Coyote Poetry

5 Years Ago

He does and one day men shall learn. Earth will out-last men.
Corset

5 Years Ago

yes it will indeed
Great mix of intelligent though and emotional purging...
I really love this part

I believe,
I believe
because of that small cloud
of disbelief
as all things have an opposite
even orange; and I want to be able to admit
when I am wrong...

Posted 6 Years Ago


Corset

6 Years Ago

yeah, but that never happens (snort) just kidding Thank you R&R

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Added on November 17, 2018
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