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Up - stjohnUp
How should I pass away?
I'd like to go saving the day
I wish to die by saving a life,
From danger natural or by blade of knife.
To pass my life to another
So a child won't be buried by the mother
And at the time when I die,
All I ask is a tall ship,
And The Light to sail her by
Ode to the Tempest - stjohnOde to the Tempest
I stood outside to smell the rain
As the sunny sky began to wane
And in moments, Frothing Bliss surrounded me
The Maelstrom came flying in
With such cacophonous din
Such an auditory jubilee
I could hear the thunder roll,
See the lightning's flash
The Ordered Chaos around me flying
I could smell the petrichor,
feel the rain, I wanted more
Soaked through, I wondered when it would start dying
The power of Its spirit awed me unto reverence
Genuflection forced upon me by conscience
He could toss me like a boat on a sea.
To the Worthy, his winds brought renewal
The winds, with the Evil and Urban did duel,
And I was smitten with Divine glee.
The gray swirling mass
Was my service, church, and class
As I heard his thunderous creed
Yet He passed me by,
On to inspire another's eye
And from Him I learned about All and Me.
Night - stjohnNight draws nigh
Though the sun is still high
And the moon is not yet in the sky
I fight my way through dark and cold,
It's not right
I'm not so old
Night is coming
Night is here
What can I say when death is so near
Now that I think
I really am ready
My morals strait, and my soul is steady
My friends may mourn
And my family grieve
But it really is my time to leave
Love Poem - stjohnThough with no-one have I confided,
To you I admit, all the stars collided,
When on you I first set eyes,
And since I have not been able to sever the ties.
If you don't like what I have to say
Ill hide my feelings, shove them away
That alone should show my devotion
Even if you hadn't the slightest notion.
When first I fell into your eyes,
Bright as a mirror, yet dark as the sea,
Lovely, and staring right back at me,
That was when I realized
That this is where I want to be
Blessing - stjohnBlessing
For you I wish only the best
And for that I ask God to make you blessed:
May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light
May good luck pursue you each morning and night
May you have love that never ends,
Lots of money, and lots of friends.
Health be yours, whatever you do,
And may God send many blessings to you.
May you have:
Walls for the wind
And a roof for the rain,
And drinks beside the fire.
Laughter to cheer you
And those you love near you,
And all that your heart may desire.
May you have great love
Along with great friends
And gladness to the end,
Warm love, and warm bread,
And may you be in heaven before the devil knows you're dead.
May you live in the warmest home,
And work and play with the salty foam,
And you'll have my love wherever you roam.
May your neighbors respect you,
Trouble neglect you,
The angels protect you,
And Heaven accept you.
I wish that you live a long life
Full of gladness and health,
With a pocket full of gold
As the least of your wealth;
My Mistress' Mutt - St.JohnMy Mistress' Mutt
How I wish I were a mutt
Beloved by a girl
She would walk and I would strut
Proudly behind, my tail a'swirl
I'd put my chin upon her thigh
And look up at her with adoring eyes
And I could be proud
Of the love that I'd found.
Fucking BitchFilthy whore!!
Can't you see?
So much pain-
So much hurt-
How could you?
Your breaking him.
I hope you die!
He wished for it,
He asked me to do it-
He wanted you to die.
And I just might have,
Granted his wish you see-
If I wasn't afraid-
So very afraid,
That he'd follow you,
Even to death's door.
You are a mother fucking Bitch!
I hate you with a burning passion
And for all I care, you could rot.
Rot in damned hell you made for him!
You had to go and steal his heart-
Tear it right out of his chest,
Even as it continued to beat-
With your pretty face, and great sex.
I do my very best to protect him, and his heart.
I tried so very hard. Doing all the right things,
That I know, with-out a doubt that he would love.
But I was too late, too slow, and held back.
I have my own beloved to care for- two is difficult.
Especially when I know exactly where my loyalties lie.
But we don't know where yours are.
And in part, that's driving him mad.
You go out, and about- and don't tell.
Born to LoveShe bit her lower lip,
Her back arching,
As his icy cold fingers
Traced invisible shapes,
along her supple curves,
an burning skin.
"Please." she whispered,
In a voice as sweet as honey.
He nipped at her stomache-
inable to kiss when one lacks lips,
Teeth lightly scraping up
That beautiful body-
That he so adored.
Showing her all the affection,
that a dead man could.
his boney fingers,
grasping, holding her close.
She drew him close,
She placed a kiss,
as light as butterflies wings,
upon his forehead.
Her hands running,
Memorizing each bone,
each peice of flesh.
He gasped and sighed,
So inspiring was her touch.
his voice was strained,
So much desire corsing
through his remaining
My sweet world,
I love you."
He whispered with his
Bright and beautiful,
So full of life.
And from the union
of death and nature-
Mortals were born.
Born to live,
Born to love,
Born to thrive,
and born to die.
Raindrops, They Fell For HerThe first warm rain fell of the season.
And a girl, sweet, and pure of heart,
Smiled up at the bleak sky,
Her blue eyes reflecting the clouds,
as her own rain drops began to fall.
They fell for her muse,
For whom she was
A best friend,
And maybe even:
His very world.
Rain fell for him-
Becasue she was no longer his,
And she knew it pained him greatly.
They fell to put out her fire,
For whom she was
And of course:
Rain fell for him-
Because she couldn't be his,
And she saw the pain in his choices.
They fell upon her face,
Running down her cheeks
They hid her tears:
Rain fell on her-
And she couldn't help but smile,
For she need a good cry.
Universe In My MindAn endless mind
To which it knows no limit
I escaped, leaving reality behind
In this new world, I no longer felt timid
The comets passing above head
The moon beneath where I stepped
To a world of imagination I fled
And among the stars I slept
I drifted away, to a universe of its own
Dreaming of the sun bathed in gold
Exploring further, I delved deep into the unknown
Seeking for what my imagination will behold
An infinite galaxy, I was a star among billions
Words painted a picture to my vision
I drifted to reality, left only with a gift worth giving
muddy sheepsuicide boys
unafraid of dying young
chain smoking vandals
waiting for a reason
trigger happy combustion
to tinder box hearts
half lidded and milky
behind burnt hands
counting on the cancer
running, always running
wrinkles and the like
delicate breast bone left ajar
Darker today.There is nothing more terrifying
Than looking at yourself
And wondering how
You could love
There is nothing more dark
Than looking at yourself
And feeling like
You are just
Dead EndYour warmth on a cold road
Spill some of that quick wit
To fix your flat hair
What’s one more split end?
A kind heart now spread thin
Same Old - Same OldEveryone faced
with an impossible life situation,
will constantly hear the same advice:
that success is all about attitude & motivation.
Just like true-believers
in snake oil & so-called 'alternative medicines'
can never be budged from their script:
'If you can believe it, you can achieve it!'
No matter what the actual reality of a situation is.
But when cracks appear
in that unbreakable façade
and they realise that ignoring
& denying the truth will only get them so far;
there's always the passive-aggressive
retreat position of:
'I think you forget how lucky you really are!'
But such an argument
is both weak & lazy
because no matter who you are
or what you do,
if you look around your community
or the world as a whole,
there's always someone else,
who's worse off than you.
& being made to feel guilty for all of your blessings,
isn't much of a motivation to try & succeed-
if anything, all it really does
is to make you feel worse;
and that your
so-called 'blessings' wer
Laughter @ Costthe man who's laughin' hardest, he's just tryin' not to scream.
he hides a breakdown in the punchline w/ the mantra on repeat,
saying: "Men don't cry. Don't hurt. Chin high.
Strong men are made of marble; only stoicism thrives.
So fill your belly up w/ laughter,
Fill your palm w/ your fingertips,
Square your shoulders; firm handshakes never give an inch,"
guillotine tip of tortured tongue,
or metacarpal fracture punching holes in the drywall.
starless city nights impede a never-never casting call...
You ain't gotta grow up, but you oughtta grow hard
because the measure of a man, they say's a tally of his scars
& how far he'll go to hide those that still bleed
--bleach on his shell-toes, ammonia underneath the sink (he)
speaks in "Hell-no's" to hotlines redialed from his sleepless
concrete mattress, velcro sheets,
beneath an airwave blanket, Jesus leaflets,
cover stories, storied stoner meekness,
The unity of humanity...The unity of humanity is found in the space of our individual perspectives. an unobstructed view from above, Always reveals the truth below..Teaching is the sharing of truth. Learning is the acceptance of knowledge. two things are constant in life. Resistance and perseverance, we all exhibit and reflect both. When we accept the enlightening truth of our energy and being, we find inspiration to make a positive difference not only to ourselves but to others as well..Life is a ride through the physical dimension, the thing we all seem to forget is that its not the route of our path so much as the perspective of our journey. With a proper perspective the road is as clear as our destination..The traffic of our life is caused by negative emotions and denial of the truth. These are formed by uncontrolled Ego's and self-righteous perspectives. Without strife there is only love and conscious awareness of the elements in life.One breath circulates through the lungs of humanity, The purity of our
step up!“step up! step up! hear da glass clink!”
blot out the world in the wake of a drink
“step up! step up! hear your lungs roar!”
free ‘em from your ribs forevermore
“step up! step up! no time to waste!”
leave ‘em behind, the lives which you’ve graced
“step up! step up! feel yer body adrift!”
was it fair your life ended, so quick ‘n so swift?
“step up! step up! a quick one-way cruise!
on da highway to hell, there’s no time to lose!”
SecretsThey meet in the dark of night-
when all with-in the surrounding homes,
were fast asleep.
They hold secrets-
each of them-
for what they do is
in it's self-
With-in her heart-
secret yearnings betray each other-
one drawing her deeper-
the other holding her back.
She looks into his eyes-
and knows that,
has his own secrets-
not ready to be shared.
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