

shadow memories..Staring before sleep into the colors of the darkness. Objects and their shapes deceive what daylight displays. Circles to squares, boxes to beings. The room alive with the unliving memories. What happened, I see the anger and joy of people I dont know. Is it what I see or is it what I want to see. Untouchable, and there. See. In the hallway, familiar shadow. Believe. All too real. Eyes shut. Fear. Because they arent there. Anymore. And yet they live.shadow memories..


prophet sonnetWhy is it that every time you wish upon a star, It starts to drift and is just an airplane, And why is it that every gray and rude polluting car, Drives on a highway alongside a golden rolling plain, And why is it so hard to find a person, A person without opinion and within imaginosity, Someone who knows the situation will worsen, A prophet who knows the coming atrocity, Thought to exist in Anno Domini, But wheres the one for the modern day, Young or old we were told theyd come as our ally, See all the world has come to be and do and say, Old folk tale passedprophet sonnet


excursia new jerseyApollos chariot hits the sea, Artemis begins her rule. Watch the moon and waves conversate, Melodic motion of push and pull. Soundtrack of a thousand violins, Fierce vibrato, Crescendo, Decrescendo. The wind breathes, salt on its tongue. No light left, clouds across my sky, Moon gone. Few stars I knew now blocked. A shoreline in fog. I stay where the sea reaches the land, A gentle mist floats from the shading clouds. I lay covered in mist.excursia new jersey
I know no escape. I dont ask for one.


a stray thunderstorm..Quiet flash every minute or so, no rain no thunder lightening entrances, increases shoots through my every vein like raw energy like adrenaline but it has to be better climax Here rain thunder surrounded by neat streaksa stray thunderstorm..
of
lightening
is the main event thunder only rumbles rain is background music to the electric silence of lightening no rain no thunder it all subsides to leave the lightening in the glory it commands my bloodstream is on fire only not
Thunderstorms at
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`poisonedrose - thanks brett <£...ahhh brit love
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"Yep, that's me."
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