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depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
edited November 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I like
Blue skies
And matches
I like
Disguise
Dark patches
I like
To hide
And watch it

Afternoon shimmers
In twilight
Sunrise
At sunset
With ashes

I like
Blue skies
And matches
I like
Disguise
Dark patches
I like
To hide
And watch it

Upon dawn set
Light up
The matches
Sun tan
In starlight
With passion

I like
Blue skies
And matches
I like
Disguise
Dark patches
I like
To hide
And watch it
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
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  • pacifierpacifier Posts: 1,009
    disturbing. are you a pyromaniac?
  • pacifierpacifier Posts: 1,009
    I like this a lot by the way
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    I wouldnt say I am a pyromaniac, but I do like fire. Things are meant to burn burn burn burn...Jk...maybe!
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • pacifierpacifier Posts: 1,009
    I like looking at fire, like a moth to the flame, but not starting it.
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    I have a few incidents with fire in my past....um yeah I started em...totally no damage...I contained them. Stupid hangover. Plus the big one was kinda provoked. Long story, but funny as hell. I will shut up now.
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    BTW, I kinda had the beat of pennyroyal tea stuck in my head when I wrote this
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • pearlmuttpearlmutt Posts: 392
    indigo or the blue nude dressed and digging

    I sit with mud on the bottom of my jeans. Muddy genes, I have to laugh, digging in the damp soil. October is a good month for planting because the soil gives way, the loam, my eyes roam turning upward toward the sky and then out across to the blue ridge. The Sky is Gray, Ernest T said. He said the sky is gray, but for some of us it is indigo blue. My jeans, mud on my seat, I sit digging in the dirt and planting indigo irises, and thinking of the sky above, and that somewhere beyond the crisp, cool, gray, it is blue. And I wonder why I c y, and what this vision could do beyond the tobacco fields, beyond the smoking, haze gray ships. The sky was gray for a grandmother trying to save her boy from toxicity, and I wonder when we all c y 2 , what will we do?
  • pearlmuttpearlmutt Posts: 392
    (and a foot note because it's actually ERNEST J.)

    Ernest J. Gaines, in his own words:

    "We all know--at least intellectually--that we're going [to die]. The difference is being told, 'Okay, it's tomorrow at 10 a.m.' How do you react to that? How do you face it? That, it seems to me, is the ultimate test of life.

    "When I speak to black students about Hemingway, they often ask me what I expect them to learn from 'that white man.' I tell them: 'All Hemingway wrote about was grace under pressure. And he was talking about you. Can you tell me a better example of grace under pressure than our people for the past three hundred years? Grace under pressure isn't just about bullfighters and men at war. It's about getting up every day to face a job or a white boss you don't like but have to face to feed your children so they'll grow up to be a better generation.' "
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    mmmmmmm k...
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • twin2twin2 Posts: 894
    depopulationINC wrote:
    I have a few incidents with fire in my past....um yeah I started em...totally no damage...I contained them. Stupid hangover. Plus the big one was kinda provoked. Long story, but funny as hell. I will shut up now.


    My husband has set a few fires (not on purpose). He is a city boy and when we moved to Oklahoma for a few years he decided he wanted to burn the grass to clear it out (he had no idea what he was doing or how fast it catches fire on dry grass). He did that a few times. He also tipped the tractor and caught it on fire. I'll just put it this way, the fire department said if they have to come out one more time, he is going to have to pay a fine. He stopped after that.
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    twin2 wrote:
    My husband has set a few fires (not on purpose). He is a city boy and when we moved to Oklahoma for a few years he decided he wanted to burn the grass to clear it out (he had no idea what he was doing or how fast it catches fire on dry grass). He did that a few times. He also tipped the tractor and caught it on fire. I'll just put it this way, the fire department said if they have to come out one more time, he is going to have to pay a fine. He stopped after that.


    good story. Great stuff. LMAO
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    Sure beats cow tippin.;)

    That is an interesting story.
    Once we were in an open field in Crosswicks-Chesterfield and lit a buch of flats on fire(with a bottle of Southern Comfort in our hands) and the fire got just a wee-little bit too big, and the town's one firetruck showed up to see what was going on.Needless to say,we didn't get arrested.
    That night anyway.;)
    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?
  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    Ali wrote:
    Sure beats cow tippin.;)

    That is an interesting story.
    Once we were in an open field in Crosswicks-Chesterfield and lit a buch of flats on fire(with a bottle of Southern Comfort in our hands) and the fire got just a wee-little bit too big, and the town's one firetruck showed up to see what was going on.Needless to say,we didn't get arrested.
    That night anyway.;)
    Nice poem anyway,INK.;)Thought producer for me.
    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?
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    Im glad you like it
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    Matches p2 - the burn


    As I
    Turn my head away
    Smolders
    Will they present a better day
    As I
    Walk to shadows from light
    Smolders
    Bring upon my nostrils delight

    Walk away
    Smell of smoldering ash
    Be a ghost
    Time to be somewhere else
    Mend your mind
    Wasn’t as fun this time

    Burn away
    To bring a better day
    Pass on bye
    The all turn blind eye
    Never known
    This day was coming upon
    Shown dismay
    Do they know what it is all about

    Don’t turn back
    Make them come for you
    Why stop now
    Time to carry through
    A simple plan
    But how it comforts you

    Passing time
    Light the fireworks
    Frame of mind
    Takes away some hurt
    Mend the soul
    Is that what this is for
    Watch it burn
    Precedent blaze
    Taking it to the ground
    Instance gone
    In a heap of dust
    Let it go
    Do it until they know

    This is here
    What will come up now
    Set a blaze
    Start it with your match
    Do again
    Use the whole damned pack

    Let it burn
    Crashing to the ground
    Shimmering light
    Break the dark of my night
    Let it burn
    Bring on better days
    Let it burn
    Troubles up in blaze
    Let it burn
    As I run away
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • twin1twin1 Posts: 902
    I love the smell of fire and watching it. As a kid I use to love the smell of cigarettes also but don't anymore. It is amazing how things become ashes and how it can destroy. Fire reminds me of natural disasters in that way. Kinda like it is beautiful and dangerous at the same time thus that saying "playing with fire". That is what I think about my ex - if you play with fire you will get burned. :) This is a good read depop. I like how when reading your work I see it in different ways - like it can have more than one meaning behind it - being literal or symbolic.
    Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
    No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
    After you die...you know how to LIVE!
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    twin1 wrote:
    I love the smell of fire and watching it. As a kid I use to love the smell of cigarettes also but don't anymore. It is amazing how things become ashes and how it can destroy. Fire reminds me of natural disasters in that way. Kinda like it is beautiful and dangerous at the same time thus that saying "playing with fire". That is what I think about my ex - if you play with fire you will get burned. :) This is a good read depop. I like how when reading your work I see it in different ways - like it can have more than one meaning behind it - being literal or symbolic.


    Thanks twin. I like the idea of having multiple meanings or a lieral/symbolic abstract. I guess that way only I trully know what it means. Also, it allows anyone to imagine however they want. Often when I write, and there are a few ways of looking at it, I am writing about multiple things.

    Now, are these pieces symbolic or literal?

    mwaaahwahahahaha
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • twin1twin1 Posts: 902
    depopulationINC wrote:
    Now, are these pieces symbolic or literal?

    Both - HA! :):)
    Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
    No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
    After you die...you know how to LIVE!
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    twin1 wrote:
    depopulationINC wrote:
    Now, are these pieces symbolic or literal?

    Both - HA! :):)


    hehehe

    burning is fun
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    matches - P3



    New night
    Come to me
    New night
    Set me free
    New night
    Light it up
    New night
    I have to see

    Set the stage
    But out of sight
    Bought some time
    Their noose is tight
    When they come
    Then they’ll see
    In the light
    They’ll find me

    Kindle stacked
    From horrid years
    In their heats
    With their tears

    Can’t suppress
    No forgotten times
    It’s in my thoughts
    Can’t cleanse my mind

    Let it burn
    Right to the ground
    Saw the fire
    Haunts day and night
    Gone to ashes
    Unforgotten time
    A pain conceived
    Of theirs was mine

    Let it burn
    To wick from match
    Let them learn
    Fears that hatch
    Let it burn
    Unyielding flame
    Let it burn
    Wished them the same
    Let it burn
    Relive my pain

    And justice come
    But not to me
    For in this ash
    I will be set free
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • twin1twin1 Posts: 902
    hmm...for some reason I had 2 pictures in my head when reading this one...one was the burning at a "witch trial" and the other someone hiding from the kkk who were burning a cross in their yard and than they were spotted. good read depop... :)
    Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
    No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
    After you die...you know how to LIVE!
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    twin1 wrote:
    hmm...for some reason I had 2 pictures in my head when reading this one...one was the burning at a "witch trial" and the other someone hiding from the kkk who were burning a cross in their yard and than they were spotted. good read depop... :)


    hmm, interesting takes :)
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • sistanumsysistanumsy Posts: 218
    It got me to thinking. Now in my mind set I invision starting a fire, for me it is a little difficult. For me it is no more then a fire to warm up by or to have for a night light while camping. In these I take it for more...burning something out? Of exsistance? Not in vengence but comfort. Now in relaying these to SF I would think of remorse. Maybe even just the end of the line. Just something more I have better luck starting a fire with twigs instead of kindling, I am no good at chopping it. :P
    K-The lost will do their best to get home, if they are loved. To our soldiers who have given what they had.
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    This is a 4 part series. Here are part 2 and 3 in series. not completed 1 and 4 just yeyet, but getting there
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    I like
    Blue skies
    And matches
    I like
    Disguise
    Dark patches
    I like
    To hide
    And watch it

    Afternoon shimmers
    In twilight’s
    Sunrise
    At sunset
    With ashes

    I like
    Blue skies
    And matches
    I like
    Disguise
    Dark patches
    I like
    To hide
    And watch it

    Upon dawn set
    Light up
    The matches
    Sun tan
    In starlight
    With passion

    I like
    Blue skies
    And matches
    I like
    Disguise
    Dark patches
    I like
    To hide
    And watch it
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    As I
    Turn my head away
    Smolders
    Will they present a better day
    As I
    Walk to shadows from light
    Smolders
    Bring upon my nostrils delight

    Walk away
    Smell of smoldering ash
    Be a ghost
    Time to be somewhere else
    Mend your mind
    Wasn’t as fun this time

    Burn away
    To bring a better day
    Pass on bye
    The all turn blind eye
    Never known
    This day was coming upon
    Shown dismay
    Do they know what it is all about

    Don’t turn back
    Make them come for you
    Why stop now
    Time to carry through
    A simple plan
    But how it comforts you

    Passing time
    Light the fireworks
    Frame of mind
    Takes away some hurt
    Mend the soul
    Is that what this is for
    Watch it burn
    Precedent blaze
    Taking it to the ground
    Instance gone
    In a heap of dust
    Let it go
    Do it until they know

    This is here
    What will come up now
    Set a blaze
    Start it with your match
    Do again
    Use the whole damned pack

    Let it burn
    Crashing to the ground
    Shimmering light
    Break the dark of my night
    Let it burn
    Bring on better days
    Let it burn
    Troubles up in blaze
    Let it burn
    As I run away
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    New night
    Come to me
    New night
    Set me free
    New night
    Light it up
    New night
    I have to see

    Set the stage
    But out of sight
    Bought some time
    Their noose is tight
    When they come
    Then they’ll see
    In the light
    They’ll find me

    Kindle stacked
    From horrid years
    In their hearts
    Within their tears

    Can’t suppress
    No forgotten times
    It’s in my thoughts
    Can’t cleanse my mind

    Let it burn
    Right to the ground
    Saw the fire
    Haunts day and night
    Gone to ashes
    Unforgotten time
    A pain conceived
    Of theirs was mine

    Let it burn
    To wick from match
    Let them learn
    Fears that hatch
    Let it burn
    Unyielding flame
    Let it burn
    Wished them the same
    Let it burn
    Relive my pain

    And justice come
    But not to me
    For in this ash
    I will be set free
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    I can sense shadows drawing closer
    Surely they will devour me
    Caution comes in every step
    Waiting for the moment’s strike
    Waiting in anticipation
    Waiting here
    Through all frustration
    Who will come to rescue me
    Please provide a hand
    Can only afford assistance if it comes for free

    Why am
    I standing closer
    Why when
    It only helps conquer me
    Why can’t
    I run just a little further
    Surely I still desire to be set free

    I can see somebody coming
    Please tell me that’s your guiding light
    Lord I know I hope that you can come
    Enter quickly
    Please make some noise
    I’m lacking will
    That’s why I’m wishing
    I’m holding soul
    But my faith it is now slipping

    Did I cry
    And pray in vain
    My life’s been worthless
    Let me try again
    I’m waiting for that final hour
    Time ticks by
    It’s haunting me
    Waiting for my clock to rest
    Why is this not alarming me

    Why am
    I standing closer
    Why when
    It only helps conquer me
    Why can’t
    I run a little further
    Surely I still desire to be set free

    Trust in you
    Well are you friend
    You say you are
    So help me end
    Looking for a definite conclusion
    With my loss even more of a win
    Will you now make your decision
    Can I go
    Let more life begin
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    When you breath in
    Can you feel it
    Coming down
    Right upon you
    Does it smother
    Suffocate
    Life goes flailing
    Precious moments
    Too much to handle
    You can’t take it
    And with blind eye
    Senses set in
    Survival instinct
    Nowhere in reach
    You grasp
    You hang on
    Not so tight
    You are trying
    Can you earn your life

    Feeling comes down
    Sinking in
    Pleading moments
    Don’t mean a thing
    Why start begging
    Your all alone
    No hope for triumph
    It’s the way it is
    Head hung so low
    With lack of pride
    Waiting for it
    It won’t subside

    No hope
    No reason
    Shadows overcome
    No point in running
    You don’t know where your running from
    No direction
    Big blank slate
    One single entry
    That tells your fate

    Can you sense it
    Can you feel
    You know you can
    Don’t see you running
    Acceptance has sunk in
    Where can you run to
    You tried to hide
    But fleeting moments
    Have come to subside
    Internal clock
    Won’t play the game
    Time stop ticking
    Silence encompasses you
    No point in trying
    Arms are shaking
    Reluctantly
    Mind is open
    Finally accepting
    Nowhere else to turn to
    End is coming true
    Nowhere else to run to
    You know your time is through
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    When you breath in
    Can you feel it
    Coming down
    Right upon you
    Does it smother
    Suffocate
    Life goes flailing
    Precious moments
    Too much to handle
    You can’t take it
    And with blind eye
    Senses set in
    Survival instinct
    Nowhere in reach
    You grasp
    You hang on
    Not so tight
    You are trying
    Can you earn your life

    Feeling comes down
    Sinking in
    Pleading moments
    Don’t mean a thing
    Why start begging
    Your all alone
    No hope for triumph
    It’s the way it is
    Head hung so low
    With lack of pride
    Waiting for it
    It won’t subside

    No hope
    No reason
    Shadows overcome
    No point in running
    You don’t know where your running from
    No direction
    Big blank slate
    One single entry
    That tells your fate

    Can you sense it
    Can you feel
    You know you can
    Don’t see you running
    Acceptance has sunk in
    Where can you run to
    You tried to hide
    But fleeting moments
    Have come to subside
    Internal clock
    Won’t play the game
    Time stop ticking
    Silence encompasses you
    No point in trying
    Arms are shaking
    Reluctantly
    Mind is open
    Finally accepting
    Nowhere else to turn to
    End is coming true
    Nowhere else to run to
    You know your time is through
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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