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Cinder Block Castle
I was taught by my father
How to build a fortress
A Cinder Block Castle
With high heartless walls
Where I play scratched records
On the tip of my flawed claws
Hoping for different endings
My insanity was given birth
Seeping into the concrete
Blooming poisonous flowers
A masquerade of nightshade
Herb veins of Spearmint
The color of vibrant jade
Tempting men to climb
Hand over suicidal hand
Trigger fingers shaped like bullets
Digging into the outdoor mortar
Stirring clouds of crumbs and rock
While inching and crawling upward
Alongside death growing outside
Dangling off the walls
Waiting for the
Dust to settle
For a peek inside
My Cinder Block Castle
How to build a fortress
A Cinder Block Castle
With high heartless walls
Where I play scratched records
On the tip of my flawed claws
Hoping for different endings
My insanity was given birth
Seeping into the concrete
Blooming poisonous flowers
A masquerade of nightshade
Herb veins of Spearmint
The color of vibrant jade
Tempting men to climb
Hand over suicidal hand
Trigger fingers shaped like bullets
Digging into the outdoor mortar
Stirring clouds of crumbs and rock
While inching and crawling upward
Alongside death growing outside
Dangling off the walls
Waiting for the
Dust to settle
For a peek inside
My Cinder Block Castle
Published 18th Mar 2023
Author's Note
My dad just finished an awesome job where he laid
a crap load of cinder block. Looked like a mini fortress and off
my mind went.
caught my typo!!
I lost my readers. hahaha
listening to
Metric - Artificial Nocturne
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmYRRcaQLno
a crap load of cinder block. Looked like a mini fortress and off
my mind went.
caught my typo!!
I lost my readers. hahaha
listening to
Metric - Artificial Nocturne
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmYRRcaQLno
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18th Mar 2023 7:07pm
You didn't lose me as a follower!
How's you?
And your write; Guarded. Walls up for protection, not so much as a warning.
The "inching and crawling upward" is their effort, because if it's built like Fort Knox, theres gold inside.
And your poem here is a gleaming example of that. You came back in here rock hard!
Staying?
How's you?
And your write; Guarded. Walls up for protection, not so much as a warning.
The "inching and crawling upward" is their effort, because if it's built like Fort Knox, theres gold inside.
And your poem here is a gleaming example of that. You came back in here rock hard!
Staying?
18th Mar 2023 7:14pm
Hey Styx:)
I'm doing great actually. Thanks for asking:)
I just had a vision when I saw my dad working with
cinder block - a friend of his was building it for his daughter.
It's a bit different since usually people frame using wood - but not
this guy. LOL
It does come across like protection - but not for me - for the climber. Blahahahahaha. LOL
Have a great day buddy:)
I'm doing great actually. Thanks for asking:)
I just had a vision when I saw my dad working with
cinder block - a friend of his was building it for his daughter.
It's a bit different since usually people frame using wood - but not
this guy. LOL
It does come across like protection - but not for me - for the climber. Blahahahahaha. LOL
Have a great day buddy:)
18th Mar 2023 7:08pm
18th Mar 2023 7:20pm
Hi Her!!!
Nice to see your lovely face up:)
Thank you for that.
I was feeling in a dark mood.
Went to the movies and watched Scream 6 . LOL
Thanks for the RL !!
Nice to see your lovely face up:)
Thank you for that.
I was feeling in a dark mood.
Went to the movies and watched Scream 6 . LOL
Thanks for the RL !!
18th Mar 2023 7:21pm
Wow… this one had me rereading… the mark of excellence… one of your best my dear… love where this took you…
18th Mar 2023 7:32pm
Hi LilD
I'm totally stoked I got a Wow out of ya!
Thank you so so much.
Needed to bring it to life on paper -the whole
vision I had watching my dad work.
Thanks for the RL!!
I'm totally stoked I got a Wow out of ya!
Thank you so so much.
Needed to bring it to life on paper -the whole
vision I had watching my dad work.
Thanks for the RL!!
18th Mar 2023 8:20pm
The walls were made out of love and a necessity. Only pure kindness and heart should be able to make it to the other side
Makes me wonder if people in glass houses know what awaits them. One can't wander, soulless, without a way of getting back. Once you have lost the essence of truth, you become fodder. Excellent writing.
18th Mar 2023 9:10pm
Quite a return to the Underground Hot Sauce.
Wheeling and dealing with building materials.
Now you’re taking my language.
Excellent look inside and I know from what you speak on mind and soul.
BIG LIKE
Wheeling and dealing with building materials.
Now you’re taking my language.
Excellent look inside and I know from what you speak on mind and soul.
BIG LIKE
18th Mar 2023 11:16pm
We all have walls when it come to relationships. Everything is complicated. Keep on writing.
Yesterday 3:49am
Dear A,
Second stanza! Mic drop! Really enjoyed the scene and getting to know about your dad. The idea of a cinder block castle sounds divine. No more nonsense. Just my own little queendom! 👑
Wonderful to see you and your post!
H🌷
Second stanza! Mic drop! Really enjoyed the scene and getting to know about your dad. The idea of a cinder block castle sounds divine. No more nonsense. Just my own little queendom! 👑
Wonderful to see you and your post!
H🌷
Yesterday 7:32am
To me, this speaks of a powerful heritage and legacy...
Our brick guy...
His name was fever...
He was well over 300lbs and a heroin addict...
He could lay the hell out of brick...
I never learned to lay brick and block...
I was a concrete finisher...
The best...
I say that with all humility...
I just know...
I had a trowel in my hand when I was three years old...
And...
By the time I was fifteen...
I was like...
WAY faster than a dude seven foot tall...
With long ass arms and strong as hell...
(Excuse the ramble...)
These were the only jobs these individuals,
including myself...
Could do...
And all of em were what they call "criminals"...
I think about this...
I mean...
Even if you go to school and get
a career and such...
You are still...
Of a certain heritage and legacy...
One with many many attributes,
which, unfortunately, are not always acknowledged...
In That world...
But they do...
Reap dividends...
I think...
Really like the craft on this one,
with the clean, resounding stanzas A...
Our brick guy...
His name was fever...
He was well over 300lbs and a heroin addict...
He could lay the hell out of brick...
I never learned to lay brick and block...
I was a concrete finisher...
The best...
I say that with all humility...
I just know...
I had a trowel in my hand when I was three years old...
And...
By the time I was fifteen...
I was like...
WAY faster than a dude seven foot tall...
With long ass arms and strong as hell...
(Excuse the ramble...)
These were the only jobs these individuals,
including myself...
Could do...
And all of em were what they call "criminals"...
I think about this...
I mean...
Even if you go to school and get
a career and such...
You are still...
Of a certain heritage and legacy...
One with many many attributes,
which, unfortunately, are not always acknowledged...
In That world...
But they do...
Reap dividends...
I think...
Really like the craft on this one,
with the clean, resounding stanzas A...
Yesterday 10:10pm
