it's weird

of_the_girl
of_the_girl Posts: 745
edited December 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
ribbons of light transform into liquid
and my sight wanders over hills made of candy
just in time for the sun to melt and flood the place

dreams, they are made of vapor
and you can't grasp them, they're weird.
i feel weird when i sleep
it's weird

trees that swing to a beat
will only lean over and grab you by the hair
and toss you into the whirling swirling tornado

dreams, they are made of water
and you can't hold on,
it slips between your fingers
it's weird
it's creepy
"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Good poem here! :)
  • ShoeTheShoeless
    ShoeTheShoeless Long Island, NY Posts: 40
    "hills made of candy" made me think of homer simpson's daydream about the "land of chocolate" (germany), prancing around & taking a bite out of the lamppost & stuff
    mmmmm, chocolate.............


    beautifully done jessie :)
    wide awake & reaching out....

    50th show @ Fenway 8/5/16!!!
    1996: 9/28 ~~ 1998: 9/10 ~~ 2000: 8/24 ~~ 2003: 4/30, 7/2, 7/3, 7/5, 7/6, 7/8, 7/9, 7/11, 7/14 ~~ 2004: 9/28, 9/29, 10/1, 10/2 ~~
    2005: 9/15, 9/16, 10/3 ~~ 2006: 5/12, 5/13, 5/27, 5/28, 6/1, 6/2 ~~ 2008: 6/19, 6/20, 6/24, 6/25, 6/27, 6/28, 6/30 ~~
    2009: 10/27, 10/28, 10/30, 10/31 ~~ 2010: 5/15, 5/17, 5/18, 5/20, 5/21 ~~ 2013: 10/18, 10/19, 10/21, 10/22 ~~
    2016: 4/28, 4/19, 5/1, 5/2, 8/5, 8/7
  • Kwyjibo
    Kwyjibo Posts: 662
    Shadows on my wall
    They creep and crawl in burning white
    They dream of waterfalls
    Catching slow bright streams of light.

    And life can be so weird
    Bucket full of fear
    But it's alright
    I'm on an isle
    And i've still got time to fly away

    Shadows in my dreams
    They're painting scenes of time with you
    I'm hoping all these things
    and the strength they bring will pull me through

    And life can be so weird
    Bucket full of fear
    But it's alright
    i'm on an isle
    And i've still got time to fly away.
    The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.

    I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
  • myblood2
    myblood2 Posts: 74
    Kwyjibo wrote:
    Shadows on my wall
    They creep and crawl in burning white
    They dream of waterfalls
    Catching slow bright streams of light.

    And life can be so weird
    Bucket full of fear
    But it's alright
    I'm on an isle
    And i've still got time to fly away

    Shadows in my dreams
    They're painting scenes of time with you
    I'm hoping all these things
    and the strength they bring will pull me through

    And life can be so weird
    Bucket full of fear
    But it's alright
    i'm on an isle
    And i've still got time to fly away.


    awesome poem. would make a good song if put to music i think.
    .......
    Forever and ever ....Pearl Jam
    .......
  • of_the_girl
    of_the_girl Posts: 745
    ShoeTheShoeless wrote:
    "hills made of candy" made me think of homer simpson's daydream about the "land of chocolate" (germany), prancing around & taking a bite out of the lamppost & stuff
    mmmmm, chocolate.............


    beautifully done jessie :)

    Shoey!!!! W00T the shoemeister, master of loooooove has commented on my poem. And even added some Homerishness. I knew I liked you for a reason. :P hee hee.

    *hugs you til you puke from the cuteness*
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • of_the_girl
    of_the_girl Posts: 745
    Kwyjibo wrote:
    Shadows on my wall
    They creep and crawl in burning white
    They dream of waterfalls
    Catching slow bright streams of light.

    And life can be so weird
    Bucket full of fear
    But it's alright
    I'm on an isle
    And i've still got time to fly away

    Shadows in my dreams
    They're painting scenes of time with you
    I'm hoping all these things
    and the strength they bring will pull me through

    And life can be so weird
    Bucket full of fear
    But it's alright
    i'm on an isle
    And i've still got time to fly away.


    Okay where's a spoon?? I could eat that up. :D
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • ShoeTheShoeless
    ShoeTheShoeless Long Island, NY Posts: 40
    of_the_girl wrote:
    Shoey!!!! W00T the shoemeister, master of loooooove has commented on my poem. And even added some Homerishness. I knew I liked you for a reason. :P hee hee.

    *hugs you til you puke from the cuteness*
    hahaha
    awwww......

    *squeeeeeze*

    ....well look at that, i did puke! ;)
    wide awake & reaching out....

    50th show @ Fenway 8/5/16!!!
    1996: 9/28 ~~ 1998: 9/10 ~~ 2000: 8/24 ~~ 2003: 4/30, 7/2, 7/3, 7/5, 7/6, 7/8, 7/9, 7/11, 7/14 ~~ 2004: 9/28, 9/29, 10/1, 10/2 ~~
    2005: 9/15, 9/16, 10/3 ~~ 2006: 5/12, 5/13, 5/27, 5/28, 6/1, 6/2 ~~ 2008: 6/19, 6/20, 6/24, 6/25, 6/27, 6/28, 6/30 ~~
    2009: 10/27, 10/28, 10/30, 10/31 ~~ 2010: 5/15, 5/17, 5/18, 5/20, 5/21 ~~ 2013: 10/18, 10/19, 10/21, 10/22 ~~
    2016: 4/28, 4/19, 5/1, 5/2, 8/5, 8/7

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