not one to come back empty handed
not one to unpack and get stranded
the nighttime plays a mindless game
and the day gives in - hounded and tame
your elements are yours - you own them - like no one else can or does - they are yours - the nighttime and the day - the sea and the birds - and even the madness!
. the search ... that search ... to be lost and found ... only to be lost again ... ah, this is just so deeply moving ... surreal poetry ... perfect ...
WOW this is my favorite of yours. You are really good at keeping a steady and smooth flow to your poetry. This one is way more clear though. LOVE IT!!!!
when you are so technically brilliant
and so visually spectacular
and so magically profound
and so unbelievably poetic
i'm left speechless
and i don't know what to say
except don't change
just stay this way
madness searches
sanity scorches
madness and sanity
sanity and madness
day and night
me and you
it's all true
i believe you
OH... every word so perfectly placed. You are one after my own heart. I hear echoes of my broken mind in yours. Your images, word placement.. . the simple and profound woven together so masterfully... madness. I love this.
not one to come back empty handed
not one to unpack and get stranded
the nighttime plays a mindless game
and the day gives in - hounded and tame
your elements are yours - you own them - like no one else can or does - they are yours - the nighttime and the day - the sea and the birds - and even the madness!