stefanby ~HippieHebeshe stood on your dock in black pearls, and nothing more - wet feet and the asian dream. you loved her but when the snow fell on the dock, the following winter you couldn't remember why. |
| Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Free Verse | ©2012 ~HippieHebe |
siren i cannot speak without wordssiren by ~HippieHebe
hitching
hiccuping
tumbling into the air,
disappearing, between my lips and your ear.
she still lingers on your bed sheets,
where we once journeyed
to other worlds
venturing between time and space,
flowing as one.
but she unleashed her selfish
curiosity – exotic, uptilted eyes coaxing your shameless lust.
her siren slanted gaze
summoning you to your self destruction.
mute things have been easiermute by ~HippieHebe
without words &
we pretend neither of us care;
we stutter
splutter
laughing and choking
on puns &
when you bend me over nouns
i scream
louder
growl
more fluent.
the words are there waiting to be spoken
me . you . love
my dear, we've been mute
for so long
speak to me.
fugue it never did snow that day butfugue by ~HippieHebe
we awoke to the sound
of falling rain;
the ocean was rising
as we lay there,
our words coasting in the wind.
and we watched
from our nest in the stars
the fugue of me and you
once black
& white
shifting with changing tides.
and like the heart of the ocean
we sank
to a place
where time mattered no more.
the silent bard the ground shiftedthe silent bard by ~HippieHebe
beneath the weight of their hearts
and he said;
nothing.
nothing.
nothing.
the temperature dropped, that
time of year, warm days
and cold nights –
the wind whispered
lullaby's
to her.
him.
primitive poetry.
they slipped
away to simple words
and
literary release.
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Sta.sh
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poems by me:
"The old dreams were good dreams; they didn't work out but I'm glad I had them."
- Robert James Waller, The Bridges of Madison County
you say a lot in such few words, and love is fickle indeed.
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"without music, life would be a mistake" - friedrich nietzsche.
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Only in silence the word
Only in dark the light
Only in dying life
Bright the hawk's flight
On the empty sky
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"without music, life would be a mistake" - friedrich nietzsche.
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"without music, life would be a mistake" - friedrich nietzsche.
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Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives." Wiliam dement
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"without music, life would be a mistake" - friedrich nietzsche.
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Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives." Wiliam dement