A poem by George William Russell
Far up the dim twilight fluttered
Moth-wings of vapour and flame:
The lights danced over the mountains,
Star after star they came.
The lights grew thicker unheeded,
For silent and still were we;
Our hearts were drunk with a beauty
Our eyes could never see.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Monday, November 11, 2013
A day in the life
A room with no windows
A door with no house
Let's play a game
I'm the cat you're the mouse
Run for the closet
You can't hide from me
What's in the cupboard
Lock the door lose the key
This is only a game
You don't have to cry
Tell me you love me
And don't ask me why
Time for a shower
Will you ever feel clean
Pull back the curtain
On all that you've seen
Tucked in the covers
Now we can sleep
Close your eyes, say a prayer
For my soul to keep
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Goodbye
Pain is real
Love is dead
Screams the voice
Inside my head
A rotten deal
A broken heart
Now my world
Is torn apart
I chose to fall
You chose your lies
Now you can't
Look in my eyes
Your goodbye kiss
Still haunts my dreams
I can't let go
Or so it seems
There are no more
Tears to cry
I can't give up
I have to try
Find a way
To fill this hole
Find the strength
Within my soul
Love is dead
Screams the voice
Inside my head
A rotten deal
A broken heart
Now my world
Is torn apart
I chose to fall
You chose your lies
Now you can't
Look in my eyes
Your goodbye kiss
Still haunts my dreams
I can't let go
Or so it seems
There are no more
Tears to cry
I can't give up
I have to try
Find a way
To fill this hole
Find the strength
Within my soul
Monday, October 14, 2013
Some things I've realized
I talk too much when I don't write.
I eat too much when I don't cook.
I hurt too much when I don't love.
I yell too much when I don't cry.
side note: We are all artists inside. How we express that, defines our lives.
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Dichotomous
Find the time to lose your mind
Promise me you'll always lie
We ran ahead, got left behind
Now you believe we'll never die
Sometimes real is hard
Sometimes pain is dead
What if all our life
Was only in our head
Saturday, November 10, 2012
A list of her hungers
Hungry for freedom
But scared to walk alone
Everything I learn
I wish I would have known
Searching for truth
But hiding in the dark
Wanting direction
Afraid I'll miss the mark
Wanting love
Afraid to give
Afraid to try
Afraid to live
Can't stop now
We might be close
Find the place
That no one knows
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