Who Has it in Them!!!

mikimoondancer said:[quote-70211-diddi]This Deaf Dancer        

Where do I go from here
how do I rid your fear
I answer
but nothing's clear
this deaf dancer
through the floor
can hear .

I feel every minute
all the seconds
that tick in it
just remember
I'm real
and from no one I steal
if it rolls I'm the wheel
and if nobody get's it
well I do
your magnetic
telecanetic
delectably , hectic
a comprehendable , sceptic
understandable , unhandable
loving , apathetic

I drive myself mad here
going round
mental hemispheres
I know I'm not perfect
kind of glass or a perspex
breakable , flexible
clarity you just can't see
together we are sailing free
untethered , jocularity
heavy feathers are not
you and me
simply because
they just can't be
we endeavour in hilarity .

I pedalled a wipe out
in the street
a dogfight , invite  
dinner nightmare
I wore white
the wrong thing to wear
what a night to frighten
the unscared
Horsefly bites
and wine we did share
outdoor delights
of drunken impaired
driving on the right
and you cut my hair
so I thought if I might
recall times
that we shared .

So in all the long
don't get me wrong
I hold your flame and I sing your song
as I sit here
you've nothing at all to fear
don't ever
not remember
this deaf dancer  
through the floor
can hear .


 
    this is an amazing write Paul diddi- I can ONLY wish to ever have someone write me something so deep-wow! Moon Dancer[/quote]

Thanks you're so sweet , it was about when I went to Nova Scotia and married my ex wife lol

Just a speck  

What am I to say
words are the only form I have
how else am I to convey
my feelings
my appealings
my wanting to show you the
colour of my ceilings
my desperate
my genuinely
articulate
my quite particular
you make the white
of my orbicular
turn from round
to a lenticular
true needings
your the tarot
to my deck
of true readings
I would like to be
the speck
of dust on your shelf
that caused a sneezing
anything would do
as long as it held a meaning .
These are all I have
just words to use
there not an attemption
to bemuse
nor a contemption
of you
you electricute
all of my past
into an ash
and down a forever gone shoot.
You pulse
through my mind
my thoughts convulse
turning me blind
your warmth it pulls
away my DNA
causing it to unwind
I wish to divulge
and be kind
but you tell me
that honesty
is hard to find
well honestly
hear this from me
you blow out
my f**king mind
and you
are the glue ,  to the bind
in the spine , that holds together
all that I , could ever
hope to possibly endeavour
to begin to search  
within or without , whatever
I know that another day
never
shall I come across two
of you to ensue
with such fervour
as I do with you
I knew
from the second
I saw you .
Please don't wrongly take me
or strongly , foresake me
I aint a messed up crazy
that is just how you make me .
So what am I to say
when words are all I have
to convey .

The GOoD SoN..

Well after one...
It was her SoN...
Creepin through the door..
Wanting to explore..

His sexual idenity..
Screaming obsenities...

"Don't move Bitch!" .
I got an itch...
I need you to scratch.. Unmatched..

She lay still..

Approaching the bed..
He whispers and says...

Shhhhhhhh MomMa...
  I'm not gonna hurt you...

"Now close your eyes and open wide"...

Oohhhh.. Yes..
Take it all... Down to the balls...

I.. I .. I'm gonna cummm...

"Don't move!!"
"Swallow this shit!!

There we go... I think that's it...

"Oh Momma"..
I love you so much...
You've always had that maternal touch...

Now hold me close..
Like a mother should...

Whisper to me.. And tell me i'm good...

Is there anything really there,
do icare what people may say,
can you take what you dish out.

Those things that really matter to most
they have no meaning to me
what people look at like crap
I see as treasure
there are things that I see that others do not

There is a deep dark hole
it doesnt lie in the abyss
it is in the hole in my chest
there is no beating
there is no pumping
there is nothing there

All that was once there is now gone
gone away far far away to hide

I tucked and ran from it all leaving nothing alive behind
an empty vessel is what you will get when you find me dead on the ground






Leave before the darkness engulfs you too...

Another meaning wrongly inferred
Yet another human-with brain of bird.
A tisket- a tasket -A body in a casket..
I'm falling apart- trying to mask it-
Why all the make-up-isn't she past it?
Even in eternal rest-
They say she must look her best!
Swaying, swooping-
everyone is stooping-
and I rise-so high-
My little mountain
in my own sky
may I say I tried?
I melt, sink, think-
Can't drink-(wink)
choke-smoke-
Is this a Joke?
Everybody knows where to go-
they all know who to see-
But holy shit-Look for the wizard
Wizard indeed? Did you not see?
Behind that curtain-will you ever be free?
Like Alice, I am though the looking glass and
everything else is now shallow and crass-
Is it the grass?...
Kiss my ass. I pass-and passed -your tests
and arrests and I detest you-you pest-I do not jest-
But will profess to do my best
because I confess-
I am a mess!

DEATH COME SIT AND TALK TO ME

Death I have asked to have a meeting with you

It is about the children in Toulouse

Why did they have to die?

You could have chosen me instead

Now there is a woman

Who lost her husband and two children

I have nothing to lose

Why did you not take me?

In fact take my name and phone number

My address too

If a mother's dear child has to die

Why not take me?

We have had this conversation before

About the poor soldiers who die for their country

For the innocents shot while they are sleeping

For the slaughter of the innocent is making me feel guilty

So please do me a favour

Make it quick and painless

When you come to take an innocent child

Could you change your mind and take me quick

My life has been long enough and I am continually sick

Stretching out my life is not fair

Taking a life too early is a horrible sacrifice

So please...no more babies and children

Only take the old and the sick!!!!!

friendship bracelets

The most devastating decisions are never big

not responding to a text,
not sending an email message,
not calling back.

Creates distance, while creating a comfort zone
soon the freak in the plastic bubble,
the one who stays in the four corners,
then begins to frame the structure of excuses
erecting brick walls, anchoring with thick cement lies

Before you know it, confined.
"HELP!" "CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?!"
If only there was a window out which to see
but I wasn't interested in the world
too afraid to look up
because of tripping once on a sidewalk crack
 
make friendship bracelets alone
while watching other people speak poetry
As if commonality can be discovered through distance