The F word

faith in faints
& fears that frolic
feed my 'find me'
free my flee

fists in fighting fools that fold,
full of frost-bit fury!

Fine, I'm fine
Ok! not fine
fix me by his favor

I fall far down
I'm frightened now
I fail
I'm forced to feel 

To fling, not cling, no feen is seen
but friends forsee for real

The flocks, the fruit, the flowers, the floods 
The fictious flattery  
The friendly fair-tales that be
Fervent in forgotten feats 


the father flexes with his fire, 
His feisty formula
my fortitude is falsified 
I fuss, forget the fun!

My flaky state: the "finish line" 
A forbidden food for thought
a foster child fishing flasks 
To mask her fragile flour bags 

Fantasies are fleeting fast...
Ugly flaws, an unhealed past 
Censored by the foggy floors
Killing fluent, furious flesh

Fiercely facing forward ... The finger at its best! 

(Work in progress) 

UNFORSEEN.

What is mean 
Is not what is seen

From blatant, bold exteriors 

-

Folds of clay just soft enough 

Cause your brow to go near her

-

In curiosity 

Complete 

Blank stares and heavy thoughts 

-

Counting days of a life dismayed

like clouds, no sign of drout

-

We come from yielding who we are

once before unknown

The one today is gone forever

In light may come from roam 

-

The unforeseen is mean you see

But see not what you want 

See from day to day 

What noise?

The memory, moaning stopped 

MUTeNT.

If there were no more seeds...

No more leaves
No more needs

No more weeds

No more dusk

No more dawn 

No more life 

No more light

No more dirt 

No more sand 

No more drops 

No more mud

No more black 

No more red 

No more hands 

No more plans

No more words 

No more reasons

No more seasons 

No more love

No one heard 

No more laughs 

No one feared 

No more tears 
----

No one moody 

No one gloomy

No assuming
No alluding

No igniting 

No inviting 

No relaxing 

No reclaiming 

No relating  

No disguises
 

No delays

No more vague. . . ness

No one listened 

No one heard
 

No one spoke
 

No more words 

No more muses 

No more music 

No amusement
No misuses

No impatience 

No more waiting 

No one angry 

No one craving
 

No more sound 

No one frowned
No, more, one

Mute, no sound 

Again, I will float

I will float inside the blue

Where there is no more crying 

The waves and tides
The atmospheres

undying moisture rising

Above the sea

and glancing up

with cloudy, burning eyes 

Has not emotion penetrate?

My body stiff in rides 

Alone, I'm floating by the shore 

Just steps away from breathing

Reaching out, I scrape the pool

Though drifting by, no speaking 

The sky, a heavy foam of gray

To mark this timely capsule 

I sit I wait I dream AGAIN

Imagine things moved faster...

The same pattern.

I
can not sit here 
again and again and again

And pray for no more breath

Imagine what is left? 

Who I want 

Who she is 

Where she's been 

What happened?

A mystery, 
by a glance 

As they prance unselfish?

Living lives
AMAZING lives 
Amazing lives and gay!

They kissed away the ha8e

Cheek to cheek 

They took a stand 

She somehow feels unwelcomed 

Unwritten 

& Unclaimed. . .

Forbidden 

Hidden 

Dirty drapes

in her negative rays

Blue and black 

And back to black 

Again and again and again 

The story never changes

Knowing every climate now

The feature 

The print 

The loathing, 

The blows the lows 

They leave her there 

"Do 
NOT 
care!"

Unbroken

broken

Un-stolen 

To be beautiful

The beauty I see

I wish it were me 

a daisy in yellow ~

Post modern groans

New modern tones
a simple approach to life ~ 

The memories once

Un-moveable
The moments of heaping shallots ~ 
My being, framed
so insecure
I murmur when I speak ~

Moving fast 

but yet so slow 

My luck of left? just leave! ~ 

I find my only interest now. . .
my hobby, movement feeds

Golden lights are dimmed down low
By tunes

My meek in motion ~

The laughter held at noon today

I woke to find some purpose ~

The life I wed 

where hours pass 
 I like 

'To do' by day ~ 

The excite at night 

To see [held hands] 

eyes

of fearless fight~

I haven't found the calm in me

But when my eyes are shut ~

I hide in every sleepy corner

To color a page. . . I must ~

I peek
but still unprompted by 
The beauty in this beast ~
her song is long
her lips are numb
her dreams . . .
of beautiful things.

 

The letter yoU

I love u 

I hate u

I rate u 

I make u...

listen! 

Believe in me. 

I am your missal 

I hear u now 

I miss u 

Don't wanna be near u 

I cut u off 

Keep u here 

But never can I leave u 

I need u 

breathe u 

Am cured by u 

And crushed by u 

same time 

My faults are u

I fear when u 

Leave and say goodbye 

My calm is u 

I curse at u 

I hurt u every time 

I create by u 

The harsh in u 

That cold that kills my pride

I write when u 

I dance with u 

When u are on my mind  

I wonder why my art is u?
When things get bad, u sigh

Can't be with u 

The thought of u 

Just u and me 

my 'mine,

HE with u 

SHE danced with u

It hurts me every time

u I can't 

I won't give up 

u I can't forget 

U, my blood 

But not at all 

u I made and spit

U between the T, 

tough times 

The V,

So valuable 

U create the D I am 

C meets D - who knew? 

The u in me 

The C I see 

The C is very different. . .

I worry u

Hurry u

at times, I wish
I were u

I smile when u...

Laugh when u...

YOU, my reason & my rhyme.