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10-13-2013, 02:25 PM
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09/28/2013
Written for the 9 Word Poetry Thread
Pea-coat collar turned up His footfall Echo soundless Upon Wet pavement He'd give anything Everything For dryness A warm place Into the diner going Nearly colliding With her Eyes meet Electricity As he takes in Autumnal tresses And cerulean eyes Sodden apologies Repeated Exchanged In passing At the counter He sits Awaiting That warm Decadent Cup of coffee Pulling a journal Battered Worn From his pocket Opening to Painting after painting Sketch after sketch To the floor Falls a napkin Upon it scrawled "Call me sometime." Followed By a number
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10-21-2013, 03:28 PM
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04/15/2006
Angels and Devils rapt in a tumultuous embrace
Saints and Sinners look on with envious eyes While at the same time Their gazes are filled with suprise and shock Mankind labels them all Lunatics, Heretics, and Blasphemers in their confusion But what do they know of the affairs of Elysium? What do they know of life itself? A life in which they merely exist, yet never live It is here, that even the Gods have leant themselves to the foray The Aurora Impetus illuminates the sky of nightfall, brightening the horizon Lending an ethereal backdrop to the sensual dance of the seraphim and the succubi This IS the battle between heaven and hell Waged with Touches Warm embraces Kisses Sighs Moans And whimpers Laughter and tears of the sweetest release Echoing through the early morning skies Like the crack of thunder The flash of lightning This is the "voice of god" This is the language of desire This is the sweetest Ambrosia This is the essence of dreams This is the the eternal dance Passion and pain all in one Brought forth in the arch of a back The uttereance of a breathless sigh
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10-21-2013, 03:30 PM
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05/14/2006
A second's respite
As I look for my soul's anchor Attending and arranging my personal state Emotions in an uproar, raised to a dangerous level Yet the lesson learned Though lips may lie, actions do not. Passion is no replacement for Reason
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10-22-2013, 09:25 AM
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05/04/2006
Repeat upon my skin the touch of leather
Stinging Biting Caressing like only a lover could Touch the cool blade to my skin Cool as Ice Sharp as a razor Cutting away the inhibitions of a lifetime Leave me with shallow breath And quaking heart Leave me wanting your tyranny Bind my wrists My ankles My heart In a firm embrace Pinch my skin Pierce my soul Make me more than just your slave, your bottom, your submissive Make me YOURS Leave marks upon my skin in vibrant hues of red and purple Showing the world the honour you pay to my gift of submission Take me to the edge Take me to the brink And push me to break form Push me to defy you Test my devotions And my servitude And make me all the more stronger All the more complete for this trade This exchange of power
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10-22-2013, 09:27 AM
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05/14/2006
Do not presume to assault me further
With word, gesture, or deed Do not torment me with your false promises Those words hollow and meaningless Do not presume to tell me what I must feel What I must think, what I must be For those things are not yours to determine Do not try to persuade me into that trap again For I will not be blindly lead Do not push me, pull me or prod me For you do not control me I am my own soul, my own being, my own man I will abandon your darkness to step into the light I will awaken from the sleep that consumed me And I will become whole
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10-22-2013, 09:30 AM
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05/14/2006 ....written through a femme's eyes
I studied you for countless moments as you slumbered, your short brown hair tousled from sleep.
I looked to the hardened and chisled features of your face, looking for the secrets they contained. The hint of a laugh, the shadow of a smile reflecting your love for me. Here you lie on my sheets, in my bed, so far removed from the asphalt warrior that the world has forced you to be. The world always viewed you as the "odd one out" The woman trying so hard to be a man. The fool in drag. But I instead looked at you as the normal one in a world of oddities. The handsome amongst the profane. I wonder as I look at your sleeping face, softened in the grip of slumber and wonder when did the hardening begin. When did the stone form? When did the gentleness take leave, only to be seen in rare glimpses on rare occasions? And as I continue to peer at you, the answer comes to me. It was when you first loved me. When you first knew that you would have to fight with every breath to be able to love me in a world that doesn't allow for our kind of love. And at that thought, my heart swells.
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10-22-2013, 09:33 AM
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05/14/2006 "The Thief Of Time"
The hour foreboding
The sand slipping through the embrace of glass Promises lost in the fray Memories too As the sand moves to it's own beat It's own rhythm Cool and unfeeling Moves made that were meant to last Gone before the last breath is drawn So hold fast Enjoy faster Make each moment yours while it lasts Before the thief of time steals away with it
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