Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Primal (Mature)

Mature Content

come and hold my fear,
let the mats' warm embrace
surround and provide the comfort
that takes so much to face

snuggle-cuddle-catch
and feel weakness-strength
grapple-tousle-hold
and show off your grace

pin you down around me
feel your panting fear
that knows I could do anything
but only wants you near

pin me down-defiance
and show I'm not alone
nuzzle close beside me
at last feel at home

Friday, November 24, 2017

Untitled (24 November 2017)

words from other lines,
lines from other minds,
created from other stress,
stress on other shoulders

easy to write the words,
hard to write the worlds,
easy to build the bridged,
hard to climb the cliffs

Monday, November 20, 2017

Waiting

quiet thoughts in the lonely dark,
stilling fingers, yearning spark,
hoping for language to fill my mind
and take me on a wild ride.


Time Rich, Cash Poor

You don't have what you need. I saw you, walking up the road and searching, hoping someone would see that you've stumbled. It's not fair; life's not fair. You worked so hard, did what you had to do to get out from under certain thumbs, but now... now... when everything should have been paid off and should have paid off, it didn't.

But for me, it did.

Our lives are a struggle, between freedom and wealth. We just can't seem to find the break that gives us both; you and me. I'm in a lucky place where I enjoy the work and get paid well for it, but time is not something I have much of. You're at the other end. You just got free from your obligations, still waiting for them to pay off, but until that payday comes, you have too much time and not enough money.

Who could help but wish for more?

Continue reading...

Sunday, November 12, 2017

Gwyrdd

from tunnel to cavern to cave,
see the dreams drip back and save
see the darkness be reborn,
see the light, forget the storm,

and turn and walk and free,
back to back and see,
see the clear light shining,
(see the truth is pining,)
see and don't ask why...

yggy hides in pando,
piggy lives as trees,
see the green is shining
(see the green is shining)
see and don't ask why...

I followed the light 'til I couldn't see the sky,
followed the earth 'til I couldn't pass on by,
followed the green 'til I couldn't hear the vine
(and I don't know why (and I don't know why))

in the woods is a church,
in the church is a tree,
in the tree is hope,
and in the hope is me
(and in the hope is me)

in the pews, I see faces,
strange, familiar faces,
warming colden places,
and I know the why
(and I don't know why)

I followed the light 'til I couldn't see the sky,
followed the earth 'til I couldn't pass on by,
followed the green 'til I couldn't hear the vine
(and I don't know why (and I don't know why))

you can take the lives I've led so long,
you can feel the loves I've held so long,
you can read the fear I've felt so long,
and it's trapped inside
(and I don't know why (and I don't know why))

you can hear the voice I've missed so long,
know the words, know the song,
feel reverberations continue on,
and let them fly
(and I don't know why (and I don't know why))

I followed the light 'til I couldn't see the sky,
followed the earth 'til I couldn't pass on by,
followed the green 'til I couldn't hear the vine

I followed the life 'til it led me home,
followed the hope 'til it led me home,
followed her 'til she led me home,
(and I don't know why (and I don't know why))

I can see the church and the wall and stone,
I can see the pain and wrought to the bone,
I can see the woods and the trees,
I can see the hope in me...

 and I don't know why...
(and I don't know why...)

--
Tune inspired by "Hey Asshole" by Watsky [youtube]
Subject inspired by Purgatrio, Yggdrasil, Pando, and Pequeninos
Title translation by Google Translate
Parenthetical words are sung echoes.