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Sunday, July 19, 2015 - 2:23 pm
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i really enjoyed the roadkill cat matthew. shadow lion. you are talented.

if i was a feline, i probably would be fat and tiger striped, sitting on my laurels, fantasizing about catching that blue bird.

anyways, i have a submission. not a poem as it follows no structure. i wrote this a while back reminiscing of my late grandfather who used to take me to see passing trains late summer night when i was little. he'd buy me slices of watermelon and we'd sit and watch them go by. a moment in time.

A Passing Train.

There is that initial rush of adrenaline, 
followed shortly by a surge of blood,
signaling a heightened sense of awareness.
As you inhale, your body tightens, 
coiled and braced for impact, alerted 
for that wall of air to slam into you.
As the tempestual whirlwind engulfs you, 
your eyes reflexively slam shut, 
your shoulders tighten and elevate, 
rooted frame resisting the suction of 
it's back draft trying to topple your equilibrium. 
Then in a flash, with the cross currents subsiding, 
your attentive focus shifts to the auditory change over. 
The once high pitch acute mechanical shrill transforms 
into a deep flat baratone, pulsing, resonating, lingering...

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You're triggering me in a good way, that's all I can say for sure.  I've experienced so many things in the past few days I never have, it's hard to believe what is real or not.

My parents gave each, me and my siblings, a glass blue bird.  They, all four, gave theirs to their spouse, as it was intended.  I lost mine.

I would suggest anyone who reads this to consider losing oneself on their Saturn MC line.

There's a lot more I want to share, but really, talking about how my chats with our creator's guidance through the syncronicity of music I love, appreciating my gifts to benefit myself in moderation, and learning how to better serve my daughters all in such a short time span is too much.

On top of everything else I've been thinking about... thank you, Tweek.  It's a difficult task to prove to me that someone else knows of the things I've felt.

No structure... as ironic as it sounds, that's the only way I can feel others through their writing even though I'm compelled to obsess on the opposite.  Ironic, elementary, comedic, what have you...

I wrote this last night...

Roadkill iguana
He’s chilling in death’s sauna
Roadkill iguana
Would rather meet piranha

Foxy Roxy snake
She’s slithering in the wake
Foxy Roxy snake
Would rather rattle not fake

Walter the turtle
He’s jumped over the hurdle
Walter the turtle
Would rather swim in Myrtle

Newt leopard gecko
She’s sighing with an echo
Newt leopard gecko
Would rather be art deco

They’ll all come back one day
In higher form to say
We’re here to show the way
To be at peace with grey

It’s not the same this time
But ‘tis familiar rhyme
I think I dropped a dime
Soon I’ll say, ‘Oh hai, I’m...’

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Monday, July 20, 2015 - 2:28 am
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Shit, the cat...

I'm the white one with one brown eye and one blue eye, half-deaf, and dominated by any other male around.

 

.... long story...

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Tuesday, July 28, 2015 - 8:34 pm
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Wow, great creative work, guys. me and hubby are up doing "creative work" too; it feels like Friday night but it's the middle of the week. 😀

wanted to share before heading to bed, poetry i wrote, it is romantic in nature:

 

When I see of you,
I dream of midnight,
of the dark oils dripping in the sky,

a Thousand, two, three, bolts of
lightning tumbling down,
and horses,
powerfully riding the clouds beneath them
in the desert, swirling gold

the scent of jasmine,
musk, and the sound of drums,
When I see you,
You dress in crimson,
Arabian, finely clothed from
stars, like the heat
of the summer,

Riding with the horses, caked sand
darkened on your skin,
and I could swear,
that music followed you,

And the sound of thunder rolls
around like the
and the cool kiss
of the rain

I don't care
what you look like
anymore,
or where you've been
I just know who you are,

I don't care where your

footsteps have traced, wrapped

in musk and worn leather
and the sun pierces
like calligraphy on
your beautiful skin.

How could I forget?

Never.

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Thursday, August 20, 2015 - 4:36 pm
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2.5 hours, 194 lines.  Drunken impromptu poetry with open questions to guide

The first and other posts with (OP) beside the userID are the ones that are me.

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Sunday, October 4, 2015 - 9:05 am
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So Far, So Good

If only all's well
In my own personal hell
Be able to tell
Beginning of comfort swell
Unto ringing bell
Into the depth I have fell

Frustrated to be
Something beyond being me
Elated to see
Someone my thoughts will not flee
From beneath the glee
My dreams of me ever plea

To turn sacrifice
Beyond the clutch of it's vice
Intent must suffice
To tread through the cracking ice
Beating through as mice
Of three blind to see so nice

A dawn now breaking
Through strangled breaths then taking
A sense of waking
Thoughts to ought be forsaking
Reality making
Illusion of leaves raking

Over trap that's lain
Again pendulum refrain
Feigning sight insane
To shadow the seeking bane
Losing grip of main
Cord refound been wound inane

Silencing it there
Skating over endless care
Urging more to share
From worn-out old masks to wear
To hide fear to scare
Nothing not even a bear

A child at home
Sitting beside self to roam
A sea free of foam
Fished patiently a garden gnome
Noms upon a tome
Of the sands of time to comb 11/27/2013

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Monday, October 5, 2015 - 9:55 am
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You are amazing Matthew.The world quakes with the power of your words, and l bow down to that power. Thank you for being who you are and letting us see who you are. The chaos of life has been given order through you.

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Monday, October 5, 2015 - 12:34 pm
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Forgiveness

 

When you laugh in my face;

When you treat me with disgrace —

I survive you. 

When you stab me in the back 

With a soul as good as black —

I survive you.

When you're the epitome of my fears 

And you choke my breath to tears —

I survive you. 

While I'm cold and nearly dying 

And I can almost see you crying —

I survive you.

But when my spirit starts to fly 

As I soar up into the sky —

I forgive you. 

 

I just wrote this offhand just now since I don't feel like digging up all my poetry notebooks. Great thread. 

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LN said
You are amazing Matthew.The world quakes with the power of your words, and l bow down to that power. Thank you for being who you are and letting us see who you are. The chaos of life has been given order through you.

Please, let no one bow down to me, if anything, that's what I'd ask of for me.  Words spoken for me without poeticy I've yet once to read such so beautifly.

making up words on the fly, i'd pull a spirit guide card if i needed to for you but fly it is, the recurring visual hallucination with the same infinite sense of calm that was me speaking to me to tear down the wall

At work, during my breaks of sobriety, is when everyone looks at me raving happily like i'm a mad lunatic.  I have to be drugged up to be perceived as normal.

“Not Drugged Up”

Dragged down been seemed to some
Begs curiosity
Dig deep for roots to come
Inward lucidity

Of plight still left to yield
From animosity
Lain tracks upon the field
Of fate in destiny

To bring another in
Through hope from self to see
A reason forward spin
For someone else to be

Eyes ever watchful now
For opportunity
See ought nocturnal how
Hope binds eternity 2/28/2014

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I miss you. 

If I could turn back time to hug you while you were still little,

then maybe things would be different. 

If I could take a picture of your eyes when you would dream, 

I would imprint it forever in my heart.

If I could go back to where you used to wander in wonder, without fear; I would tell you how you are the strongest person I've ever known up until the present. Stronger than I am now. 

I would tell you to keep being free, yet strong; hold onto hope. I would tell you that you have a wild ride ahead.

If I could, I would play with your hair as you fall asleep in confused sadness. I would whisper in your ear all the truths that I've grown to know. 

I would tell you that you are beautiful and that I love you. 

 

(To my inner child) 

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This is when I re-visit perceptual modification accomplishments, whether others can perceive them for what they are or not, when others are triggering the shadow side of the neuroses ado with social interaction that still remain...

“Solitude”

Mornings come like a bucket of ice
Waking you up to the truth of strife
Yesterday's hopes are rotting or dead
Tomorrow's necessities weigh on your head
Shutting down, no point in moving on
So let it all go into the breeze
After all, another's love song
Is an existential tease
If you knew how, you'd change your 'tude
But all you know is what you feel that's true
The deepest pain of solitude
Is no one feels it but you 12/7/16

This particular accomplishment, from the mouths of others, is the most real thing I've ever written.  And as I self-reflect now ado with tumultuous thoughts I realize it took 37 years.  Well, only the last 7 of those have been spent consciously trying to change my perceptions of others, but that's how long it took to finally be able to genuinely express a human feeling - the one I've felt more often than any other - in a way where it is not partially dissociated to confront my perceptions of others or metaphorically encrypted in a way so that the meaning of the feeling expressed is open to interpretation by even myself in order to nit-pick and choose what I want it to mean at any given time rather than understand and accept the feeling as it comes and is expressed.

Maybe after another 7 years of work... maybe by then it won't seem like every authority figure on my path is out to give me a hard time for the lack of effort they perceive me to be making towards modifying my perceptions and reactive behavior to them so that others can be more comfortable with me expressing myself.

...and now, a bonus piece for the benefit of those who still struggle to be at ease with, are confused by, lack awareness to understand, and/or accept comfortably the expressions of me:

'tis a way through this maze
A line ley seen in haze
Misty whey after blaze

Burning wheat that they graze
Boding seed of all days
Turning seat of the phase

Begun now bleeding bays
Of stillness free of brays
From asses full of Ray's

Shadow amputated,
Dangled, and mutated
Now inebriated

By discord been settled
The daft purpose meddled
With animus kettle

Calling pot by color
Dichotomy fell her
Dripped checkerboard melter

Entranced in memory
Of lost adversary
To such a clause merry

In eye of beholder
Jester poker folder
Played by own game molder 12/22/16

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Among what I am most grateful for in life are two things.  One, the self-control to have never physically harmed another soul out of anger or aggression.  Two, the good fortune to have, despite my follies, never had to serve time in prison.

“Searing Silence”

Amidst the cricket cacophony chattering spree
An alchemist met marriage daydream's shattering me
To ash among dunes slung under bridge where we lived free
When web spun thickest dung pheromone bone thrown then they flee
The rats in cage waging final bet for debt pending
A key to lock unseen beginning final ending

Plip-plop ripples o'er infinite sea stuttering say
Stop wasting simple momentary lapses of grey
Displayed in seasons' passing ticking toxic strands 'way
Good grief the fief when wounded dragon finds cross'd fae
Who seeks the king encircling new ring below his crown
Adorned so born thorn'd throne made mute to welcome gown

Shadow below to sow sea foam frothing darkness glow
Over clothed million suns great father undone to show
Gaia as witness rising woken barely blinking
Thinking I'm dreaming dare I tempt lucidity now
Hearing heartbeat bearing black Luna's unwound sinking
Believing beast of burdensome bondage caged in brow 11/25/16

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Eek this is embarrassing. I've thrown whole noteboooks of poetry away that were never read by another human. Here goes. Pretty sure I was in a pit of despair when I wrote this. 

 

I laid by the ocean
And did not hear the waves crashing on the rocks
I slept in a bed of leaves and did not dream
I sat on the moon and looked down on humanity and did not see my own face

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"Humming Bird"

To beat lemniscate path
Whenever motion winged
Brings freedom from the math
Of fate and gravity

To hover motionless
For all to take a glimpse
Creates a hum stasis
Enchanting those with limps

To part the moment next
On dime a turn of life
Compels the phase that's hexed
To strengthen one through strife

Of knowing of no home
To rest where one could see
The beauty of the roam
Requiring bird to feed 2/18/2017

 

I need a lil' sunshine
To lighten pen that rhymes
From my third petaled chime
I want a lil' downtime
To lighten load of mind
From thousand choir top of line

The rest of five between
Are known of sight unseen
Without 'drake atropine
With you I might be king
If loosed in wave of sea
My Éponine identity 5/2/2017

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Need to memorize the latter one sometime...

“You and Me”

You ought be the water I’ll ever be the tea
You diffuse the essence of all inside of me
Reaching toward tomorrow’s word is where we’d be
If only today together our eyes could see

The mouse that’s the house and the owl the endless beach
Of shelter and wizened freedom enough for each
To dream in tandem and learn to live and love and teach
If only today together our hands could reach

A walk through slumber’s toils undone by soiled sleet
We’d slip through trips to slide through tides upon our feet
And laugh and cry as one long lost friend come to greet
If only today together our lives could meet

A higher purpose destined melded and made meek
Realized in maze wandered toward shaded peak
To lay the mountain’s heights down alongside the creek
If only today together our souls could speak 11/16/2015

 

“Quest or Jest”

If I were a conductor
I'd have bullfrogs sing the "Jaws" theme
If I're a conspirator
I'd advocate the Devil's scheme

If I looked to azimuth
Of life the past would integrate
If I looked to call your bluff
Then Maya would disintegrate

If I met an enchanter
She'd turn me into a gecko
If I met you in banter
You'd turn toward me to echo

If I shared with you my truth
Inspiration would then be mine
If I shared through all my youth
Then the chaos would be sublime

If I had a reflector
It'd be the stillness of a spring
If I wielded a scepter
I'd be a lonely beehive king

If I offered you a choice
You would realize a true friend
If I offered up my voice
You’d hear the plea to make amend

If I gave you a lecture
I'd say always keep learning keen
If I gave you conjecture
I'd say you're blind to what's between

If I could yield to uncouth
Then the darkness would surrender
If I could be less aloof
Love would not be put asunder

If I could be a rector
All wildlife would come to me
But I'm just a projector
Of improbable dreams to be 12/23/2015

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