Poem: Changing Our Mind.
- Poem: Changing Our Mind.
You know, of the Times of Change;
That’ve wrought emotions, which inertly prey.
They sow, the Seeds of Discontent;
That’ve grown restless, which crack Earthen-clay.
We flow, against and with Social Grace;
That’ve brought stumbles, which make us pray.
I stow, the hopes for Sanity’s Sake;
That’ve flown steadfastly, which watched Insanity’s Play.
Our glow, shines bright as Sinner’s Gin;
That’ve been slammed in, which tonic’s us to freely say.
Their blow, ’tis not but Blood and Bone;
That’ve shed before the world, which keeps our Love of Today, astray.
© 2009 October 2nd by Michael unValentine.
Poem: Creatured Comfort.
- Poem: Creatured Comfort.
Delectable;
With your cheeky bittersweets
They pour, not so tenderly
A lick; another, wanton not to miss
As passional palettes southbound;
Minutely until at last come, Midnight
As lips embrace; New Year’s Eve, above
Then wrapped in coarsened velvets
As lighthouse-hands guide those, so close
To stormbound rocky shores, below;
Quivering in the cold unknown depths
Those that calmly wade, in chaos’ tidal wake
Tread while dreading Siren’s warmest Call;
A sing-song gasp! Eyes shut tight in hope
That ship! That ship!– too late; moaning ever-after
Spiraling, they sail to passion’s new found deep;
An oceanic floor boiling-over with prismatic undercurrents
Flourishing coral ruby bedlams and sapphire spire; inspire
Stingray open eyes, joyfully salted;
Taking in their graceful aquatic acrobatics
While smiles sparkle-bubble, floating to a calming surface
© 2009 September 20th Michael unValentine.
Poem: Waterfalls and Tears.
- Poem: Waterfalls and Tears.
Babbled as a brook; sweet nothings
Faded, soon after fated– whilst,
Clockwork-locked and chaotically embraced as
Serenity Falls in…
A coarse whisper; her fallen sparrow voice
Sung deep and low with noonday’s glimpse of fated choice,
Drowned-out; amongst what-if imaginings
That darkly glistened– whilst,
Dusk, hummed sorrow’s metronome, oh so playfully
Into the comfortly worn & torn…
Horizonings; future featured bright as Hope of day
Canceled, due to Storm’s fated rough of play,
A swimming sport of heart and ache;
To be the first to trespass and surpass– whilst,
Shallow’s reef’s safe return quietly comes, it does not last
The enduring injury that is a hardened splash and consequence…
Of being first or last; Either-or
Alone, crashing upon Ocean’s current love-affair that is another’s shore,
Circling high above a podium of tedium;
She treads the cloudbursts torrentially– whilst,
Lightning dances in her batting, moonlet eyes
Serenity Falls in…
Love; once again
Diving into the Night’s deepend.
© 2009 September 19th by Michael unValentine.
Song: Strum Along and Dance to This Song.
- Song: Strum Along and Dance to This Song.
Your heart– \ it stings; \ as I~ \ playfully, strum along; \ its strings– \ in a melan~cholic, \ melody.
Come on~, My Sweet. \ don’t; Be Shy. \ Come, \ come & dance \ with me–
Uh-uh-uh, \ Its not fair~ \ to watch, your stumbling feet;
Look \ Into \ My eyes \ and believe full hearted; \ their honest~ \ Lies;
No one else, is here~.
The crowd; \ It is gone.
Its just \ you and I~ \ you and I~
I want; \ to be with, just you~ \ …only you.
You~ \ Want; to be with me, too.
I~ \ can tell \ as, we dance.
This Dance; \ in circles; Sublime,
In time to~ \ emotions that \ are splattered rhythmically– \ like perfect rice wine.
No one else, is here~.
The crowd; \ Its gone, I swear.
Its just \ you and I~ \ you and I~
I want; \ to be with, just you~ \ …only you.
You~ \ Want; to be with me, too.
I~ \ can tell \ as, we spin.
Around; \ and ’round; we glance,
At~ \ the background; \ as it blurs– \ beatifically; \ You’re in my Trance.
No one else, is here~.
The crowd; \ Its gone, \ truly gone \ I~ swear.
Its just \ you and I~ \ you and I~
I want; \ to be with, just you~ \ …only you.
You~ \ Want; to be with me, too.
I~ \ can tell \ as, I invite another.
To partake; \ and shake it on this floor,
Three~\ Is always better than two \ You and I both know the score.
Your heart– \ it stings; \ as I~ \ playfully, strum along; \ its strings– \ in a melan~cholic, \ melody.
Come on~, My Sweet. \ don’t; Be Shy. \ Come, \ come & dance \ with me–
Uh-uh-uh, \ Its not fair~ \ to watch, your stumbling feet;
Look \ Into \ My eyes \ and believe full hearted; \ their honest~ \ Lies.
© 2007 August 30th by Devan Gelic of the Muse Ack! Industry.
Song: Going To Bed Angry.
- Song: Going to Bed Angry.
When the day is set(said) & done
And the night has un-wanton come upon
We, who still– lay awake
With Much, of Sandman’s dose, we hath take
Yet we, who still are laid awake
Must toss and turn, for Sanity’s sake
Only to awaken–
the knowledge
That what we had
Is only, yesterdays away~
© 2007 August 26th by Devan Gelic of the Muse Ack! Industry.
Song: Nightmariage.
- Song: Nightmarriage.
Wind me up, tight and sweet,
Your words aren’t the only key, to leaving me,
That Look– in your eyes, are the mechanism to,
Pressing the, “do not press” buttons of my Love, randomly:
And you shall spark, to life,
The mechanical emotions, of me,
Tick tick talking my way out the door
Leaving Hopes and Dreams, ash upon the floor.
Clock and counter-wise, goes this little dance, of you and I
Cogs & Wheels; spinning in opposite rotations–
While singing your petty little tune, of what-ifs and doom & gloom
Listen up, and take diligent notations:
You can push me, pull me; anyway but that– Look in your eyes;
Oh, how I could stand here-or-there, anywhere!
Forever; twisting your lies, into the truth–
That you somehow, always, found a way to despise
Measure up, and know my earthly worth,
Or end up with the worse end of this deal;
Divorced– alone: is how you can eat your meals
Instead of together until we’re put into the Earth.
© 2007 August 26th by Devan Gelic of the Muse-ack! Industry.
Song: Ms. Givings.
- Song: Ms. Givings.
Oh sanctuary
You’ve quickened your pace
This oh so lovely place that
I see splaid out as near & far
Before me
Setting the mood with
Your lightning storming and
Your dark, darkest depth
Across the rolling sea
Brightened up
By the gleaming moons that twin and
Perplex those; of whom
Your eyes ‘ave shined upon and
Can no longer see as clearly as
Yesterday’s tragic
Miss Givings
But still
Your still not happy
In this paradise you’ve been making
So~ oh oh oh..
You cast your heavy handed shadow– winds to
Caress my quickened cheek
Asking me, sternly, but gently;
if I like what I see..
If I’ve found what I seek and
Even though
I sing a song of melody in praise
Of your beauty and
All its wonder
Filled with sugar toppers & popscile leavings
You feel the need to perfect and
Get from me the perfect natural reply of
An infinite echoing contented
Sigh, igh igh i i..
Wanna give you what you need! and i i i i i wanna
Return the favours as often given!
No matter how often…
*sigh* igh igh i i am made to bleed
These sharp crystaline prismatic tears
Upon the shores of your crashing heart
Oh oh oh oh Sanctuary!
Won’t you stay!ay!ay! a while!
And let me be as happy as I can be!
Wrapped up tight!
In your passioned clenching voice
With a depth filled so beautificlly
Oh oh oh oh Sanctuary!
Won’t you stay!ay!ay! a while!
I’ve left my Ms. Givings behind
Can’t you see!
She’s nothing to me-e-e-e-e
Oh oh oh oh Sanctuary!
Won’t you stay!ay!ay! a while!
She’s got nothing that I want that
You can’t give me in spades!
In spa-a-a-a-ace!–
My heart to her is Black as pitch
She’s a Vile woman! and
I want nothing to do with her!
Ms. Givings!
is/are for those that
Don’t give a damn and Frankly my darlin’
Oh oh oh oh Sanctuary!
Of you, I only do.
I only do-oo-oo-ooooooooo
Won’t you stay!ay!ay! a while!
‘Cause I only give a damn about you!
© 2006 June 1st by Devan Gelic of the Muse Ack! Industry.
