Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2018 11:20pm
22nd Jun 2018 11:20pm
SLEEPAWAKEALOMA
i]/sleep-uh-wake-uh-low-mah/
verb - as in psychiatry:
-The subtle act of harming or taking one’s own life or the life of another - or other living beings - while in a deep state of unconsciousness – as one who sleepwalks. - [/i]
Awakening from slumber, I rise from the bed
One glance out the window, the moon glows red.
Digital time stopped ticking at six-six-six.
At a far-off distance, faucet runs drip-drip-drip.
A look at my hands, bathed in blood
Following footprint-trails of dirt and mud. ...
verb - as in psychiatry:
-The subtle act of harming or taking one’s own life or the life of another - or other living beings - while in a deep state of unconsciousness – as one who sleepwalks. - [/i]
Awakening from slumber, I rise from the bed
One glance out the window, the moon glows red.
Digital time stopped ticking at six-six-six.
At a far-off distance, faucet runs drip-drip-drip.
A look at my hands, bathed in blood
Following footprint-trails of dirt and mud. ...
#dark
#confusion
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2019 5:14am
3rd Feb 2019 5:14am
8. Annotated Peoples Make Connections: if they walked around in love/for love/by love with SFX labels to their chests
My feet feel gravity un-gilled. They shuffle
how an airplane lands at night. The towers
hiccuping bubbles like they just had a habanero
telling us which way is up and which way
to burn in inkwater. Here a padded slope
with the headlights of trench fish, bifarious
and lighting the turning down, down, down.
Rows a hushed sway of seaweed heads.
How to show the fish a mirror since they live in one?
Cameron, you couldn’t have imagined the abyss better.
Cut lights, action in seats. We don’t
need a crowd, just the silver screen and the...
how an airplane lands at night. The towers
hiccuping bubbles like they just had a habanero
telling us which way is up and which way
to burn in inkwater. Here a padded slope
with the headlights of trench fish, bifarious
and lighting the turning down, down, down.
Rows a hushed sway of seaweed heads.
How to show the fish a mirror since they live in one?
Cameron, you couldn’t have imagined the abyss better.
Cut lights, action in seats. We don’t
need a crowd, just the silver screen and the...
#dark
#funny
#monsters #dating
#monsters #dating
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slipalong
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 9:47pm
9th Jul 2020 9:47pm
No need to jump the queue
Thinning hairs lost youth
times grey, sent to displease
clouded insights focus blighted
a stature so reduced
The echo's of the graveyard
half forgotten past
shadows cast so uninvited
the last Swallow that dives
Walk a black horizon
no need to jump the queue
the ledger exclamation just a hyphen
phoenix spirit just candle lit
times grey, sent to displease
clouded insights focus blighted
a stature so reduced
The echo's of the graveyard
half forgotten past
shadows cast so uninvited
the last Swallow that dives
Walk a black horizon
no need to jump the queue
the ledger exclamation just a hyphen
phoenix spirit just candle lit
#dark
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
28th Aug 2017 00:18am
28th Aug 2017 00:18am
Grammatically Wrong!
My Furry Friend
O wear O wear can you bee?
My worry for you doesn't go free
I loose touch every now and then
Wondering if I will sea you again
From the depth of my soul too the core of my heart
I've been missing you since the start.
I red in the paper you seamed dayzed
Lost and confused and wandering for days
Until we meat again, I walk with a yolk around my neck
As worries and fears away they peck
At my heart and soul.
The heir around me grows very thin
Wondering if I'll ever win
To hold you in my arms again ...
O wear O wear can you bee?
My worry for you doesn't go free
I loose touch every now and then
Wondering if I will sea you again
From the depth of my soul too the core of my heart
I've been missing you since the start.
I red in the paper you seamed dayzed
Lost and confused and wandering for days
Until we meat again, I walk with a yolk around my neck
As worries and fears away they peck
At my heart and soul.
The heir around me grows very thin
Wondering if I'll ever win
To hold you in my arms again ...
#dark
#scary
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#fear
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7 Comments
Shadow_Dancer
Poem Published
7th Apr 2018 4:36am
7th Apr 2018 4:36am
Factory Reset...
Rarely do I give voice to thoughts from within however I can't seem to out run these ones so here we go:
Everybody knows cell phones even if only a wee bit
Their settings ones to tinker with and ones that mostly require a factory reset
Their capabilities now a days versus when their time began imagine how much advancement in such a small amount of time
Lastly every single make and model have their own annoying special bits of egadsnessess
Imagine how shocking it is that...
Everybody knows cell phones even if only a wee bit
Their settings ones to tinker with and ones that mostly require a factory reset
Their capabilities now a days versus when their time began imagine how much advancement in such a small amount of time
Lastly every single make and model have their own annoying special bits of egadsnessess
Imagine how shocking it is that...
#strength
#courage
#dark #abuse
#dark #abuse
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
30th Jan 2019 2:28am
30th Jan 2019 2:28am
Niagara Falls
the rocking horse straddles a nail
its time came and went
in trembles as did i
the springs that i care
for are the ones in my bed
and the ones that come after winter
the man bought a round-trip ticket
and a one-way ticket
take pictures of the barrel
trusting over Niagara Falls
yours are flowery secrets
and mine are still-life proclamations
both as real as smoke
and mine will hang in halls
...
its time came and went
in trembles as did i
the springs that i care
for are the ones in my bed
and the ones that come after winter
the man bought a round-trip ticket
and a one-way ticket
take pictures of the barrel
trusting over Niagara Falls
yours are flowery secrets
and mine are still-life proclamations
both as real as smoke
and mine will hang in halls
...
#dark
#relationships
#betrayal
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Xaphan
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2020 4:32pm
2nd Jul 2020 4:32pm
Hills & Hollows
The silence is broken, by three laughing lads, racing bikes in the Hills & Hollows
There goes one and then the second, time passes, before the third one follows
They're chasing down the setting summer sun with rapid lows and slower highs
Blindingly drawn into the deepening pitch of shadows, where the Sandman lies
Their hearts are pounding and they are more than fearful, but the ride's a thrill
They're climbing mountains, below they hope no one's lurking who wants to...
Atop the tops they watch the horizon burning, as the hollows fill like inky pools ...
There goes one and then the second, time passes, before the third one follows
They're chasing down the setting summer sun with rapid lows and slower highs
Blindingly drawn into the deepening pitch of shadows, where the Sandman lies
Their hearts are pounding and they are more than fearful, but the ride's a thrill
They're climbing mountains, below they hope no one's lurking who wants to...
Atop the tops they watch the horizon burning, as the hollows fill like inky pools ...
#dark
#death
#shadows #nightmares
#shadows #nightmares
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
29th Dec 2018 7:49am
29th Dec 2018 7:49am
Complicity in the Stars
When fragile
things collide
into constellations,
when struck
the glass volleys
off graphite.
At once
nothing like it was,
a container un-becomes
itself,
several imparts meet
the meat of a thigh.
Sharp transparent
hubris of life
finishes on tile,
sharp beading red dwarves
upon skin,
these are
the collusions
of nightly fragility.
things collide
into constellations,
when struck
the glass volleys
off graphite.
At once
nothing like it was,
a container un-becomes
itself,
several imparts meet
the meat of a thigh.
Sharp transparent
hubris of life
finishes on tile,
sharp beading red dwarves
upon skin,
these are
the collusions
of nightly fragility.
#dark
#stars
#humankind
#astronomy
#LifeCycle
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Madintellect
Mike stew
Mike stew
Poem Published
24th Jun 2020 6:55am
24th Jun 2020 6:55am
The spiritual bond
I'm stepping on stage equipped with a strong rage the marathon trays call me after the long days really want to feel you when I hold you tight I'm definitely still on patrol tonight I got you dripping wet, after tripping on your second pet but still I'm feeling some regret I'm remind me off the top of my skull you got to back it up from your watch for patrol this is where I'm used to doing look at me yeah, something's going to looking back at the time nice shaved head not sure how to behave dead I'm just riding and homemade sled the stinking you f****** bonehead a f*** you it's true you've...
#dark
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RiAN
Poem Published
8th Jul 2020 11:35am
8th Jul 2020 11:35am
Adrenochrome
We are not historical
within peaty soil
no sheaths
are used
nor do we worship
our carnal flesh
Scarlet ceremonies
flourishing yoni symbols
lotus loined floating
Novice plasma
Eternal rebirth
never enough
We grow not
our soul's elixir
exists no more
We blindfold being mortal
Donored facial masks are created
From human pineal gland
In fear
We bleed
for
eternal ...
within peaty soil
no sheaths
are used
nor do we worship
our carnal flesh
Scarlet ceremonies
flourishing yoni symbols
lotus loined floating
Novice plasma
Eternal rebirth
never enough
We grow not
our soul's elixir
exists no more
We blindfold being mortal
Donored facial masks are created
From human pineal gland
In fear
We bleed
for
eternal ...
#dark
#humankind
#CallToAction
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1 Comment
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
26th Jun 2020 2:28am
26th Jun 2020 2:28am
"My Anger" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 13/5/2017
That's Right My ANGER ...
Yes ... My ANGER ... !!!!!!
Is PERFECTLY Fit ...
For A ... Poetic BANGER ... !!!
You See My ANGER FEEDS ...
Poetic Seams That Most CAN'T Believe ... !!!
That's NOT EGO Peeps' ... !!!
I Merely REPEAT What Some INDEED ...
Have IMMEDIATELY ...
Said Upon Hearing Big Virge Poetry ... !!!!
Ya See My Anger ... " Simmers " ...
Before It Glimmers And Makes Heads SHIVER ... !!!!
Like Walking In Slippers In A BITTER Winter ... !!!!!!!
What My Anger Delivers .... ...
Yes ... My ANGER ... !!!!!!
Is PERFECTLY Fit ...
For A ... Poetic BANGER ... !!!
You See My ANGER FEEDS ...
Poetic Seams That Most CAN'T Believe ... !!!
That's NOT EGO Peeps' ... !!!
I Merely REPEAT What Some INDEED ...
Have IMMEDIATELY ...
Said Upon Hearing Big Virge Poetry ... !!!!
Ya See My Anger ... " Simmers " ...
Before It Glimmers And Makes Heads SHIVER ... !!!!
Like Walking In Slippers In A BITTER Winter ... !!!!!!!
What My Anger Delivers .... ...
#anger
#dark
#LifeStruggles #temptation
#LifeStruggles #temptation
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