Story Time Thursday - poemista

Story Time Thursday : ) poem edition.

On gentle night doth story tell

of grandeur told

heroics fell

loves betrayal

and impending doom

unto the stories end

where hearts are true

til the night takes hold

and day takes break

for the glory of dreams

lay gentle claim

and the story unfolds

before the breaking of day

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chang(ing)(e)(s)

With the changing of seasons

comes the changing of tastes

that change what we love

when the place needs a change

whence the changes may come

and the changes do sway

towards changing of love

and changing of space

who can change who we are

when we conquer the change

in the time of the changes

when changes take place

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In the gloom

can I see

an eye afar

watching me

making move

I dodge the trees

gliding its way

approaching the fiend

snarls erupt

when pungent smell

halts my charge

it isn't well

claws flash in moonlight

eyes glare in shadows

sniffing the air

and loosing a howl

she springs my way

heavy steps she takes

yet leaves a trail

of blood in her wake

where once she stood

now she lay

with her head

ten feet away

...

In the gloom

can I see

something else

staring at me

The fish

Ruled by the sun and the moon
longing to spend time with them both
torn between moments when sunlight is bright
and darkness lays down his black cloak

Wanting to be with the day
to prance and frolic and play
splashing with waves in the warm summer sun
where fun whiles the worries away

Wishing the comfort of night
where every dark corner filled fright
dancing the streets where no one can see
to be the lone ruler of night

Together they both provide life
to thrive to live and survive
the fish moves along in his lazy fish pond
swimming circles to feel alive

Fridays are for Dreaming

When I was a Knight of the round
with Excalibur sword and long flowing gown
Where I battled the enemies of sweet Camelot
who were raiding and looting all that they sought
on the fields of green that soon turned red
when her warriors unleashed their terrible dread
in the name of Arthur they rallied the call
for the memory of name would bring their downfall

We feasted on bounty prepared with care
while recounting of tales that were slurred with beer
where the minstrels and maidens aimed to please
and the lord's enemies were brought to their knees
for nothing could break the city so sweet
who's banners shone brightly and fluttered in breeze
when the sun lightened walls with a glowing glare
one would wonder if she was really there

Such a sight to my eyes doth the memory still burn
like the night long ago when the city had turned
and the turmoil and savagery was brought to the streets
and the secrets of Camelot were no longer discreet
when the tower came crashing and pummeling down
sending madness and chaos throughout the town
with awe in my eyes I could only stare
before turning away like I was never there
when I was a knight of the round
glory and honor abound
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I'm quite possibly in love with the following song, there's no video for it yet so I'm posting what was available. They have a theatrical/musical appeal to this song that leaves me to dream. I only hope that when they do make a video they capture the artistic vision that I see, or do it even better. Care to dream with me?

from whence I came

As the breath
falls down my neck
with icy silence do I gasp
and grip the wheel to take a left
and remove myself from this beaten path
where shivers rumble through my spine
I feel the movement from behind
but terror keeps from taking look
where demons haunt in every nook
it's dark from whence I came
and light casts but a fleeting flame
to taunt and laugh as I hear my name
in the dark from whence I came.
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Looking back on roads forgotten I find myself on the precipice overlooking a crystal clear lake. With fierce winds blowing and a fright of falling head over heel I back away slowly as I stare in wonder at the waves. The reflection of the hills and valleys, green and lush in summer glory, captures the mist in my eyes. I long to go forward on the adventure. I fear the fall, I fear the fall.

With satchel clamped securely I inch forward slowly, breathing deeply, breathing strongly. Upon the choices given in life I work my way down the pedestal towards the verdant green. The great unknown is calling and with it rides determination. Speaking my name. Calling softly. Musically. I sing the songs of glory as they tumble through my head, a focus steady drumming to scare away the dread. I will not fall, I will not fall.

The rocks so sharp with pain to gain in life I cannot see. A new horizon welcomes me as a slide on shaky feet. It is my will for it is my wish and it was my dream to be. Where climbing mountains tis of thee can lead to shiny sea. And with majestic majesty...do I long to dream.

Waking on the forest floor with sky marred half by night. I stare up towards the precipice of where I was before. Alive I check for scathings on the skin that armor is. Finding naught but scrapes and scratches I smile deep within. A bruise will form I can feel it now, a gentle reminder that I lived, a gentle reminder that I live.

With satchel restored to proper tightness and song checked in my head, I resume the walk. Slowly for I hurt. I follow no path for the light shows me none. Using senses honed by time I discover. The lake with waves so high it speaks and sows a story so deep. A memory that was long forgot buried deeply in my soul. Dredges itself in the pool of thoughts beckoned by water's fold. The mist in my eyes overcome the dam where it pooled itself comfortably. With tears rolling down my dirt stained face I wake from peaceful dream, I wake from peaceful dream.

unpacked bags

Unpacking the bags that I've packed long ago
when the windows were shuttered, packed, covered with snow
to the hearth with the fire where I loose my desire
and I look in your eyes to see the surprise
that I'm staying, I'm staying I don't want to leave
can you feel the excitement that's carried on breeze
with the smoke up the chimney and out on the roof
go my hopes and my dreams as they travel with luck
and I'm grasping, I'm grasping at colorful straws
for your hand as it's blurry for it lingers not long
where I shudder quite deeply when into your eyes
sparks the sinister smile that prompted goodbye
a teardrop the size of a giant's fist
crashes to flame with the sound of a kiss
with the sputters and mutters of flame long gone dry
a whisper escapes where you tell me...

random

from your angle of persuasion
to my constant aggravation
where your face is in the way
of all the things I have to say
and your lips begin to preach
to the choir out of reach
when the listening becomes dim
it's time you turned your ticket in
turn it off and let it go
for there is nothing left to show
as your stories turn to smoke
may your voice begin to choke
and the words left in your head
hollow shabby left for dead
facing mirror look inside
from yourself you cannot hide

swimming

swimming in a pool that's as thick as my skin
armor on the outside that won't let anyone in
safe in my hole that I've bore for myself
alone in the cesspool of my personal hell
swimming in my circles am I up or am I down
aimlessly wading all over this town
sinking in the glories of my magical life
lost in the turmoils of my self imposed stryfe
swimming tighter circles as the wall is caving in
forced to the brink where I know I can't win
bubble popping action as the day breaks through the night
when my heart is punctured slowly by a cattleman's knife

ghosts

ghosts in their haunting ethereal forms
memories so silent of what was once there before
trying to remind me of all I've forgotten
the lessons I've learned in times ill begotten
sitting there staring with glaze in their eyes
at this sad little figure with his culprits' disguise
who floats through the world with his head in the skies
never touching the ground til the day that he dies

playing the game that the scepters do play
toying with him in cold calculating ways
to do as he wills with whatever they please
hovering, watching, drawing him to his knees
beaten forgotten like those memories held dear
laying there helpless and locked up with fear
trying to remember where he placed the key
the forgotten reminder that would set him free

circles made dizzy with their ghastly dance
moaning quite softly as if lost in a trance
left longing to join in their lazy embrace
as if easier it'd be to haunt with this place
losing himself as they've lost who they were
together so seemless their company deserved
like wisping smoke as it sifts through the air
they leave one to wonder if he was even there

random

in translation words are lost
when they're spoken pictures painted
only fading into mist
foggy as the memory may be
how clearly one can find me
sitting where I sat where I sit
alone and slightly cracked
like a whore with legs spread open
waiting longing to take you in
verbage means so little
in the passage from your lips
why does one opt for trouble
sealing lies with a kiss
singing like a dove
in the heat of the day
with a chip gently shouldered
where every one is going to pay
the price.

a sonnet ? :)

smiling
dazzling
glimmering in your light
shining sunshine in your eyes
radiant as a prism
awe inspiring
humbling

where's my receipt

Totally random :)

Bought on the corner at the 5 and dime, from wrinkled dollars to a simple smile, where happy memories will always shed light and the passings of past will haunt me at night, in a dreamer's longboat with glittering oars whose passing leaves wakes that turn into storms that soak to the bone and chill to the core as Death say's "Hello can you take anymore?"
Skipping to home with a humming strut while vainly reminding to suck in the gut while ponder over yonder with a fancy doo da, is it me who left that mark with a claw? Keeping time to the rhythm of a dancer's feet, soft whispers with shuffles announcing their leaps as they soar through the air with a gazelle's grace til they touch down again and fall right to their face, gasping and crying they reach for their eyes where inside their head they find their surprise for they lost them when falling down onto their knees and the objects were safely carried off by the bees who know not what they have in their insectlike grasp but they know it's a treasure that now they posess and you think to yourself "oh why did I leave" and after thoughts that still linger "hey where's my receipt?"

Watching

I can't think of this right now
so many things swimming in my head
and it hurts when I think of you

my heart seizes when my breath catches
and my limbs stop working all the same
it overcomes me all of a sudden
with the mention of your name

it's crazy how you drive me
wild with desire
when I hardly know you but I want to
it's insanity...for me to want you
as much as I do right now
right now
when all we have is right now

You're commitment is where I want to be
looking from the outside is everything I see
the treatment of you is the anger uncontrolled in me

my knees buckle as my tongue swells
when my mind races with these thoughts
overcoming all of a sudden
when I see your smiling face

Intent

This is by far not a representation of how I feel at this moment. We'll call this a treasure from the vault, a small capturing of feeling at one time in my life...one among a trove of many other such writings. Many are dark and depressing, and some are uplifting and freeing. But I hope in time to share most of them, because if anything...they are a part of me, a small part that helped me in times much darker and less happier than now, times that have defined me as a person.

Intent

The intention behind your conversation is driving me insane
so filled with hurt that I collapse at mention of your name
tearing down the walls I built after tearing them down again
I want yet fear acceptance of your misguided trust to win
I can't decide what's in your mind or who you want to be
leaving me so desperately...longing to be free

Intending to do me good by checking on my well being
while stabbing knives into my soul while I continue living
Trapsing over my defense built carefully inside
slipping softly around my shield I've nowhere left to hide
drag me down or lift me up but do it silently
I can't go on with bitter thoughts of what is done to me

Carefully I trudge along because I care for you
building up my stone cast heart so frequently misused
wishing on the falling stars with everything I do
hoping...desperately...for you to finally choose
while waiting empty handed here with nothing left to lose

Intent on being shadowed in my actions here today
whispering along the hollowed walls making towards your way
In fear and shudders do I take the solace that I'll need
you alone right next to me together we would be
yet smoke it lingers long enough to watch it fade away
the dream of being here with you is driving me insane

brick by heavy brick, cast by my own two hands
placed with such careful care, to guard this lost romance
keeping to myself at night speaking silent prayers
dreaming dreams of holding tight to having you right here