O'Father Who Art In Heaven

stoneygalistoneygali Posts: 148
edited August 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Please meet the neolith sunrise with me
standing above the sea of silk
in electrifying light of our last morning

please let me hide inside your soul
so you could sleep within me silently smiling
in the light of a thousand summers

I love you

i would gladly go blind this very moment
to see your radiant smile bloom once again
giving life to a trillion flowers

your last gleaming smile and your freckles
in a god-sent rainbow of million colors
if I'd stay alive and forgotten inside your eyes

I'd still love you

I'll stay with you as you weave your soul into mine
into my memories of you as bright as i can remember
as you alone could see me for what I were

we'll never get lost through the dreams we've had
they will return to us one day beyond all of life's turmoils
and the winds will blow ever so tender

I love you

in the pit of existence
in the darkest of tangles
through the burning forests
and crematorium smoke
in the past and in future
that is yet to unravel
and to show us that nothing
will ever come to unfold
through the mists of prophetic
words of ignorant blabber
and illiterate elders
and all of their wise words
cos' the sun is undying
for the ones that keep trying
to secure whats taken
and that which is lost
in the world that is aging
as the moon keeps on going
always round and round
and the day turns to night
but the feelings so gentle
same emotions so tender
and the morning will never
make the light do us part
I never meant to hurt you, mi diablo, mi amigo, but I've built up so much character I have an alter ego. I have to make a clean break & I have to do it quick because the pain you give me babe would make Cal Ripken call in sick!!!
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  • stoneygalistoneygali Posts: 148
    Diminishing an imperceptible loss
    Subtracting from your empty talk
    Walk right around you to feel it reduce
    And your decline is implied in symbols
    Easily conveyed by your lack of reserve
    And if i'm right I'll wonder what it's like
    With the intent to dream envious
    Wake me up to see me cold as ice
    I'll rise in a lesser tone
    The impact would suggest protective intervention
    Probably because the sun is always bright
    And if I'm right I'll never try to dream
    Vigilant against connoting less personal animus
    But whatever the cost I'll suffer the loss
    And if the indifference is refused
    I'll eradicate this existence, infix schematics
    I never meant to hurt you, mi diablo, mi amigo, but I've built up so much character I have an alter ego. I have to make a clean break & I have to do it quick because the pain you give me babe would make Cal Ripken call in sick!!!
  • very powerful imagery and tone., and your use of words is fantastic...

    ...now where is that dictionary?

    .....as a poet, I have a lot to learn from your style...thanks for sharing
    Create Good Things........
    Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
  • just a humble and modest gal..... thanx!!
    I never meant to hurt you, mi diablo, mi amigo, but I've built up so much character I have an alter ego. I have to make a clean break & I have to do it quick because the pain you give me babe would make Cal Ripken call in sick!!!
  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    Ya know stoney gail...you really had me tricked and thinking you were going to hell in your latest post.

    I say,
    "have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moon light?"


    Not a pretty sight he is.

    best wishes for love,
    youre a very talented wrighter.
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

    PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?
  • Ali wrote:
    Ya know stoney gail...you really had me tricked and thinking you were going to hell in your latest post.

    I say,
    "have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moon light?"


    Not a pretty sight he is.

    best wishes for love,
    youre a very talented wrighter.

    i am swept off my feet when we dance in the pale moonlight. exact opposite of the joker(s) in this world..... you've seen them in reflection or perhaps even while you sleep in satans bed ;-}

    Yup. The ol' man's
    benovolent
    and daily drivin' attention
    barefoot on this seedy rocky road
    barefoot
    outward
    germinates finder tuned concentration
    flowering inward

    and the gliding of a clock
    growing
    an odd bend off beautiful
    on the outward horizons.


    And bending further
    in petals
    of paradigms merging
    shifting from dual lane
    to one

    buckets of faith
    splash
    prayer drops
    on the windshield

    clearing the vision

    and people pass by in blooms
    breathingwalkingplaying
    dice
    on the side of the street.
    I never meant to hurt you, mi diablo, mi amigo, but I've built up so much character I have an alter ego. I have to make a clean break & I have to do it quick because the pain you give me babe would make Cal Ripken call in sick!!!
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