Porch in HeavenA Poem by ApparitionOn my porch I see round hill's topped by course trees Horse hoof clatter carried by a cool breeze Aspen's stretch like waking cats at the beaming sun A stream criscrosses dreams, and stiches the lands' sunken seems It seems, On my porch in heaven Sleeping giants loom like revolution Humming birds buzz to keep the vibe in constitution I'm buzzed off chronic plus that cat drank tonic Remiscin bout livin in that ash tray vomit city Still had days of almost livin, every situation is a gift given arisen from livin, but this one is different Simple like real wisdom, full of beauty like real vision On my porch sittin, whistlin wind whippin at my hippy hair trippin Life is real here, real clear, I can feel, smell and hear see, taste and breathe Take it easy my bretheren, what's with all the frettin Decisions can be like painful incisions if you let them Live and learn, try not to regret them, I miss you My friends, my brothers But you left when it was time to recover To go back to an endless summer But workin for something is fun(er), and now is the time To work not to play, to be with the earth This is a home, this is my home, be it your home, is your choice alone I'm livin in paradise, not sittin with a few kittens and a bunch of parasites I miss you my friends On my porch in heaven come back again And sit on this porch © 2011 Apparition |
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Added on July 15, 2011 Last Updated on July 26, 2011 Previous Versions AuthorApparitionfive thousand two hundred and eighty away from wavesAboutI am an apparition, a ghost in the system, the host's no longer the victim, the parasite grows weary of the barely alive flesh dressed in a hardly harrowing death caressed mess, stressful doesn't trul.. more..Writing
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