Winter Pantoum 1 (w/audio)
I watch my pale, winter hands
painting butterfly pleas against an insouciant sky.
I pray and wait in solitude, in great numbers,
will you greet me when the sun returns?
We painted butterfly pleas against a pale sky
that solemn afternoon we lay curled upon each other in denial.
"Will you greet me when the sun returns?"
"I promise, upon all I hold dear, I will be here."
That solemn afternoon, we lay. Curled upon each other in denial.
You promised me Summer Eternal, your deceit jangled in my head:
"I promise, upon all I hold dear, I will be here."
You returned, with Springtime on your adoring arm, her beauty fruitful.
You promised me Summer Eternal. How your deceit now jangles in my head!
I shall wither with no mourners to gnash their teeth or tear out their hair.
You returned with Springtime on your adoring arm. Oh! How her beauty was fruitful!
Death brings a lover's touch, and I smile, grateful, as I watch my pale winter hands.
Belly Heat
Lust brushed her lips as she engulfed his wet finger
Opening her mouth wide, she swallowed in passion
His tongue traced a wandering path between breasts
She arched back sensuously as he suckled her warmth
Opening her mouth wide, she swallowed in passion
she moaned and screamed and begged for more
She arched back sensuously as he suckled her warmth
He traced heat of her belly to the core of her being.
She moaned and screamed and begged for more
He thrust inside filling her with mounting hunger
He traced heat of her belly to the core of her being
He caressed her hips and pulled her center to him.
He thrust inside filling her with mounting hunger
intense fire erupted in flushed burning crescendo
He caressed her hips and pulled her center to him
Lust brushed her lips as she engulfed his wet finger.
Judgment day
The dozer's silent, the skies are grey
The darting birds stake their claim
Hopping from stone to hardened clay
Playing the ancient hunger game.
Oh, the darting birds stake their claim
To a land scarred by oil stains
That continues to call my name
And whispers, the shame, the shame.
But the land that is scarred by stains
Is the land of my father all the same
Even though his memory shouts
Please, not in my name, my name.
Grey
I don't know what to say right now.
Lost for words? I know! It's odd,
I'm usually on top of things,
but not now. Where to go from here?
Lost! Forwards, I know. It's odd,
I'm usually so sure of things.
But not now. Where to go? From here
it's hazy, not too clear a view.
I'm usually so sure of things;
people say "He knows his shit".
It says: a knot to clear. A view's
what's needed to find a way to 'there'.
People say "He knows he's shit,
but - " "Not now!" Where to go from here?
What's needed? To find a way to their...
I don't know what to say right now.
Separate Rooms
We're barely even half asleep.
The song begins at wake of dawn.
We peak beneath the sheets and shriek,
Now stretch your legs then yawn.
The song begins at wake of dawn,
The little shits are up! No choice!
Now stretch your legs then Yawn,
I do not want to hear that voice!
The little shits are up! No Choice,
I hear 'em mumble through the wall.
I do not want to hear that voice,
It's Christmas morning after all.
I hear 'em mumble through the wall!
We're barely even half asleep!
It's Christmas morning after all!
We peak beneath the sheets and Shriek.
Worlds Collide
With a crash worlds collide
You think you see inside
But what you really view
Is a reflection of you
You think you see inside
Not expecting them to hide
It's a reflection of you
Instead of what is true
You don't expect them to hide
What they hold inside
Not showing you the truth
Of all they are to you
What they hold inside
It isn't the same ride
All they are to you
Not who you
thought you
knew
When crashing
worlds
collide.
(I hope this is at least close to what it's supposed to be to fit the challenge!)
Moving on is different than forgetting
I can still remember that vibrant sunrise
You promised me forever
I let your face become my everything
And your every word consumed me
You promised me forever,
You thought I would forget?
I wore my favorite sweater that day
I do not wear it anymore
You thought I would forget,
That you were my raft in this vast ocean
How can I forget the very thing that grounded me?
I did not realize that I needed you, but you never needed me
You were my raft in this vast ocean,
but I have grown accustomed to drowning
I cannot breathe without you
The water made it hard to see beyond you
I have grown accustomed to drowning
How else do you think I learned how to swim?
I remember that sunrise from day one
But the next day, I saw a brand new sun
Slow Swing
Three lonely
Lovers are
There in an
Empty room.
Lovers are
Dreaming of
Empty room's
Sexiness,
Dreaming of
Fantasies,
Sexiness,
Otherness.
Fantasies
Keep for the
Otherness
Sacred place,
Keep for the
Lovers the
Sacred place
Of the dreams.
Lovers the
Roses, thorns
Of the dreams
Fondle in minds.
Roses, thorns
Bloom when they
Fondle in minds,
Become fierce.
Bloom when they
Are not to
Become fierce
From regrets,
Are not to
Make mistakes
From regrets
Of missed love.
Mistakes made
From bad luck
Of love missed.
They got lost
From bad luck:
Three lonely,...
They got lost
There in.
Three lonely
Lovers are
There in an
Empty room.
Pantoum to the Fae
It happened in a deep wood
The tinkling like a bell
Gentler than such a thing could
Like the ocean through a shell
The tinkling like a bell
Or more like tiny laughter
Like the ocean through a shell
Echoing faintly after
More like tiny laughter
Like that from a fairy
Echoing faintly after
Light and airy
Like that from a fairy
A soft and gentle touch
Light and airy
The gentleness too much
A soft and gentle touch
Gliding across my cheek
The gentleness too much
In fact it made me weak
Gliding across my cheek
Dancing past my locket
In fact it made me weak
Like the fruit of the goblin market
Dancing past my locket
I remembered to hurry home
Like the fruit of the goblin market
It made me want to roam.
Run little child, can't you hear the howl.
The wolf is coming and he's planning something foul.
Your body is small and your mind is light.
He can eat you in one big bite.
The wolf is coming and he's planning something foul.
But you have grown and can match his growl.
You try to stand up and fight.
The wolf will surely be forced into flight.
You have grown and can match his growls.
But your jaw is starting to get jowls.
Your powers are draining and you're losing your sight.
The wolf appeared and even he seems white.
Your jaw is starting to get jowls.
Even you know, you don't have that many hours.
You close your eyes and fall into the night.
You might even see the wolf again in the heigh.
Your body is small and your mind is light.
You try to stand up and fight.
But your powers are draining and you're losing your sight.
Close your eyes and fall into the night.