Category Archives: Poetry & Lyrics

Flipping Channels

You always did know what channels I keep going back to.

Where the Mind Roams

Channel 50
Sensation . . .
I feel your lips trickle over my body like you’re pouring a spring.
Danger . . .
Presents its well-worn path but I’ll continue to tread.
Green apple stained lips touchin’ on those pink;
I yearn for the very thing I can’t reach.

Channel 6
I try not to pay doubters with the dimes for my thoughts,
So I choose loan the worrisome money to you.
Perhaps you can pay for a trip around the little world
Or explore my mind’s amusement park
(A tired worker will help if you get lost).
I’m here to impress without bribing myself off.

Channel 13
Do you like what you hear
‘Cause it’s the sound of the legs of my mind running round ‘n’ round?
Come and take a walk with me, darling.
You might hear thoughts of you echoing from the atoms of the air.

Channel…

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Recycled Disregarded

Everything you say makes me feel like a whisper has gifted me the comfort of its sigh. You are forever my lovely lover ~ Camiele

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This stuff is from my backup blog from a month + back.

 

Punch a Thunderstorm Today

Posted on December 3, 2012

 

here’s some free-thought free-verse (that means i’m just writing without really thinking and it’s spontaneously created)

Some body that I used to know, there was skin, of course, and perhaps a tattoo or oo. Sure, the face can be remembered easily enough, but the hair. wow. I can only conceive the hair as if viewed while underwater. Slow-motion-flow, yeah, I’m sure you know. We’ve all been there; the smile, the eyes, the back of the head…I mean the hair.

And then somebody dares to request a check when you just sit down. Not even at a restaurant, not even eating. “There’s blood to be spilled if you go through that door,” a voice or oo tells you and the horse you rode in on. Sleigh bells…

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