mushroom forest

PerceptualPerceptual Posts: 200
edited February 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
he can't take the shot and he knows it
he's much too full of self-loathing symmetry
and what he has in common with the trees
how they both can shed their leaves
piece by piece
in himself he reached
all that he gave, all that he seems

in autumn with a summer rain
mixing seasons
confusing days
as it's eyes, they dare him, to be so brave

but he can't take the shot and he feels it
he's much too inclined to whisper in defeat
to see his target flee, and be pleased
released
like a gentle breeze
loving this life that rolls like the sea

in autumn with a summer rain
mix in seasons
confusing daze
as it's eyes, they dare him, to be so brave
perhaps... one day.
"this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."

NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
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Comments

  • BrainofdzBrainofdz Posts: 1,617
    Take the shot

    besides, sometimes even when the shots don't fall life throws you free-throws
    "Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"

    When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"

    I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
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