Gord

2020-05-28 05:14 am

Why does the torrent travel?
Where is the lively forest?
Even the poorest trees flourish,
Their coins worthless,
Poinsettia, wide oceans.

For my set list chosen,
What does forum or castles have?
Gravel walls, gravel flooring,
People with their comfort lush,
Their lives worthless,
Political science, flyers,
Quotients.

Gord

2020-05-27 03:00 am

Above all others is the twinkling.
Shine, said the twinkling,
Shine then shine again.
Time is time to them,
Above all others is this giant lens,
Like a just firmament, is the lens.
Squish, squish; it bends to man,
Threatened into inexistence. 

azuresky96

2020-05-26 07:30 pm

The sun begins to set in the horizon
I muster up the courage to walk like royalty
With a few hours of rest, I think I am ready.
Heart beats fast, hands are sweaty
My brain feels like a time bomb.
How do you get ready when you're not ready at all?
Standing like a scarecrow
I'm the one getting scared
Why did you have to choose me?
I just want to curl up or even flee.
No one else seems to relate
I must survive this time.
As I leave, the moon begins its work.
That's it for today.
Tomorrow calls for another chance.

azuresky96

2020-05-26 07:27 pm

Tell me how the sunset lightens your life
Does it glow in a way you like?
Tell me about the flowers you looked at
Did you pick every single one?
Tell me oh tell me about the time
When your heart grew sad and tired.
Do you let the feelings out?

This moon keeps the sparkle in me
It energizes my thoughts in every way.
Do you feel the same?
Tell me
Tell me about the moon.

Gord

2020-05-20 05:58 am

I guess I could write again,
About life: All but writing.
Perhaps mine inspire biting,
Fists to the side inspiring.

A couple stands,
A couplet stanza,
My life is not simple music,
To play on verandas,
Nightstand or castle.
Rather it's a little shrew,
His mind on what is new:
"Is it food?"

Autumn

2020-05-14 11:54 am

Show me that night underneath the sky
when you pulled me close
but i am nothing but smoke in your hands. You are
my ghost—or am I yours?—
and we float away up to the sun.
There’s a shadow around the corner
and it haunts me.
I flee into your arms—
into you—
and the fire between us
chases it away. I don’t want to leave
but you can’t stay
and I ask you, please.
I’ll let you go forever
if you just stay tonight, here with me
and whisper in my ear
that you’ll never leave

Gord

2020-05-14 08:21 am

I write of hands,
God replies back,
In comic sans.