I bother my aura as if it were a bully from a black and red past Madrigal breathing I manage in a grudging tolerance But my aura's on its own the invisible man that channels the boy the world emblazons on me like a slave beneath a branding iron A black and red past my memory molds into mentally physical crayons I delightfully embed into the trusty aura's projection of those tall muscular smirks
Sometimes it does feel as if the world is trying to "brand" us with what it wants us to be, instead of what we crave. Those heartaches, disappointments, stumbles-can dishearten the strongest of wills. It can darken, dampen the soul making the light seem ever too far away and unattainable again. I say-grab those crayons, make it what you want, color outside the lines, and enjoy the boy inside only occasionally channeling the "man" :)
very nice introspective poem that touched me...
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10 Years Ago
Thanks so much for the kind words my friend...I'm glad that this one resonated with you so deeply :)
Sometimes it does feel as if the world is trying to "brand" us with what it wants us to be, instead of what we crave. Those heartaches, disappointments, stumbles-can dishearten the strongest of wills. It can darken, dampen the soul making the light seem ever too far away and unattainable again. I say-grab those crayons, make it what you want, color outside the lines, and enjoy the boy inside only occasionally channeling the "man" :)
very nice introspective poem that touched me...
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
Thanks so much for the kind words my friend...I'm glad that this one resonated with you so deeply :)
You had me at 'Madrigal breathing', sounds a wee bit depressing Steve. Past haunts us and molds who we've become, I suppose we're only slaves if we allow ourselves to be in the present moment, albeit no easy feat. It's a never ending battle to beat the beast. I think there are tears left behind on this page, this one broke my heart my sweet friend. xo
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10 Years Ago
Ah what can I say my dear friend, I just needed a bit of catharsis tonight...it isn't a terribly gre.. read moreAh what can I say my dear friend, I just needed a bit of catharsis tonight...it isn't a terribly great poem but I wasn't going for greatness...I'm sorry to hear it breaks your heart but I urge you not to worry...it's just been a rough stretch, and they always seem to fall around the weekend...thanks so much for your unwavering support Frieda...that alone will send me to bed tonight with a calm head...xo
10 Years Ago
Hopefully purging helps somewhat, although I know how that goes, it's just hard to read these words .. read moreHopefully purging helps somewhat, although I know how that goes, it's just hard to read these words and not be affected....xo
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If anyone knows it is you indeed my friend...I wish I knew what else to say, I'm just thankful that .. read moreIf anyone knows it is you indeed my friend...I wish I knew what else to say, I'm just thankful that you understand...I only wish I didn't have to 'affect' you and others in this way in the process...xo
10 Years Ago
I think that's a big part of poetry, knowing we're not alone in our thoughts and feelings and others.. read moreI think that's a big part of poetry, knowing we're not alone in our thoughts and feelings and others are affected by them...I will survive. :) xo
My first book is out! Any comments that anyone may have to offer regarding my work would be deeply appreciated, as I'm yet to get a review.
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