PIECES of ME

I journey,
along sinister back infrastructure
philosophy
concerning wherever I've been
or when,
the cruise will appear
my empathy whipping a barrel
it desires to depart me
to exit its own method

but.. I oblige
with not a person in thinking
concerning where I'm disappearing
or how,
the effect meet the seashore
wherever I come since
it wishes to exist liberated
to convey in a novel daylight

The advance as I compel
further,

 from the valley of luminosity
thoughts
about where I'm fluid
or when
the coast will come in the vessel
staring at me its sun
it yearns to only survive
to warm the means
I drive till I put the truck in commons
lay my head on the steering wheel
I think
I've been so many places
is there any sail missing
or how
am I to reach that towering
I've learned to just be real
falcons approval today

I sit in an empty pasturelooking at the stars in the the skies
glittering, glimmering
winking at me, flashes of light
I've carried this shelter
till its aged, has no gleam eye
its icy, I'm shivering
slashes of a battle
with my own intellect,,,

I crank it back up, and toss the shield
it hits the land with a crash
its pieces... theyscatter everywhere...

by Karen D.

 

Knock'g down Doors

Pound, pound, knock, pound
I went to the large hung door,
 noone was there... I slammed it shut

Pound, pound, knock, pound
Again, I went to the door,
nothing to be seen, through the peek-hole

Pounding, pounding...
I couldn't believe my eyes,
I answered to the pounding,
of your heartbeat...

  It began to fall, weighed down by pain
Quickly, I sprinted to catch it, from slamming
to the rustic, hardwood floor...
It was too late; it slammed to the floor, and made
hairline seizures in the planks...
Sliding between my fingertips, I was so, so close
I almost caught you in the warmth of my hands

All the memories came flashing down
as if, they were brought back, from another era
to remind me of its plan... I dropped to my knees
and began to cry rivers of tears... its much too late
too make memories.... I let you slide between my
fingers....

I attempted to dive in... but you, were nowhere to
be found.. the land was much too large, I am only
one person... and I cannot find you alone... So,
I am gifting you a set of wings...

 Fly, fly away, into the cobalt- soar where you've never
been.... and if you return to me.... then, I never really
lost all of you... Our memory will remain, and new ones
will form...

Karen D.
2010

City of Romance

A beautiful city situated amongst
 a enchanted land,
 at a glance it is resplendent
  Tall and graceful, esthetical
  I can taste the flavor of the city, eyes
    captivated by gleaming craftsmanship

Entwined fingers,
 seamlessly flowing through
  the clearest of thoughts,
 radiating swiftly
   as winged creatures
 painted the skies,
 pulchritudinous
     strolling down memory lane,
 neon lights, attraction
  defeating the age old rule,
 the city of romance
                   a love affair,
 a love story fills this city
                    towers high,
 the statement,
 focal point
                      of a lingering beauty,
 a creation of 
                       enhancement,
 and passion unfolding,
 Unexplained, wonderment
   surpasses all needy expectations,
 as this city
   circles the orb,
 the soul of individuals
    Streets lined in nourishment,
 nutrients, signaling
     gifts of appreciation,
 admiration for all things lovely
  Where strolling unlocks creativity,
 the desire to 
paint within the scene,
 the knowledge to ink love
  to embrace a lovers heart
   diving in,
 and being colored
  by its ownership,
 the city to inspire
   unleashing joint endeavors,
 sparkling
smiles,
gleaming eyes,
 and Goosebumps running
up the spine,
 hairs standing on the nape,
and extradionary escape,
to be lost within 
the city,
entranced by two,
 and not single
interruptions,
 a calmness fills the sands, feelings
  lit afire, dropping hints,
 writing on the walls, music
  flying through ears, listening
   to what isn't being vocalized
Love swarming,
like bumble bees
  their jackets
dropping to the floor
a satisfying lure,
 an adventure, a 
ride never to doubt
, pride instilled
within the cavities, the history forming
  in a City of romance...

Gun of Choice

One would assume
that they'd be able to choose
my true gun of choice...
I find it rather alluring
that you, a mere stranger
could choose for me

As odd as it may seem
its nothing short of a miracle
nor, insight... that your gun
of choice, is in fact not mine
Don't be alarmed by this
multitude I clothe you in

No one could have seen it
they way it all happened
that sweltering day, honestly,
can you even imagine the
looks on there faces, when I
pulled out my "gun of choice"

It was delightfully,
a twist of fate, fell beneath
the blanket of desire,
inlaid with the finest thread
wrapped around a quaint stem
yet to surprise, it lay idle and dry

For... it had no breadth
and anyone who is familiar
knows that it must be able
to fully breathe in life, to be
birthed from seed, groomed
nurtured till maturity... But,
for some reason it did not

So carefully, and gently I chose
checking for cracks, and scratches
its weight was enormous when
compared to most instruments
on the outside it read, "Bonded"
in metalic gold script... Indeed
it was handsome....

My "gun of choice" is a quill
because come rain, or shine
it never lets me down... it fights
hate, and spins in bountiful love
it wakes lives, and saves the
drowning... So, next time when
you say you know me.. Mean it

Karen D.
2010 (C)

Lost in the Blur

I sat on the edge of time,
staring straight through this wall
 and I noticed the deep holes, scars
 made by humankind
 and I witnessed the fate stand still
 vanish underneath its invisible paint

When I looked outside, into the field
a staircase appeared from nowhere
it did not yield to time, nor did it expose
its shield...
and as I envision the rhythm, the sound
that poured from its core, I was lifted
from societies troubles....

I was lost in the blur...
of things that would occur
I couldn't run away, or hide
the shadows sent me away
the sun shined light down

I was lost in the blur...
of springs that would soar
I couldn't run away, or hide
the meadows blossomed
the stars spun me through

It was amazing to watch, to see
because, the world, planet wasn't blind
they could truly see this love, spreading
throughout eternity, and with this love
we created oceans in motion, a sea
of happiness bloomed  from behind
starry filled nights filled with passion shedding
and when I wake from this dream, I see you

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