Poem-A-Day: Day 436

River Deep, Mountain High

I was a rag doll,
the way it gets stronger
it gets higher.

And deep you would love. 

You were a puppy
that followed faithful,
down like a river, bigger as it grows.

And deep you would love.

And deep you would love.

I, a rag doll,
the only ever owned. 
But now gets stronger,
it gets deeper,
it gets higher. 

And deep you would love
like a flower loves to sing high river deep…

River deep.

Poem-A-Day: Day 435

When I Need You

A child again,
So many things brand new:
a pirate ship, gold, ocean waves, the world.

You needed a friend
where I needed you most.
I needed a friend.

A soldier,
a general in battle
with ten thousand to see a different story. 

You needed a friend
where I needed you most.
I needed a friend.

You needed a friend
where I needed you most. 
I could be so different if you were next to me. 

You needed a friend
where I needed you most.
I needed a friend.

Poem-A-Day: Day 434

Weight of the World

Wise notion, thing in a lifetime,
a helping hand wrapped inside
a lethal, soul destroying baby.

Won't lead you,
it's pushing and a hurting no other.

Wise hurt, the pain on a brave face
gets through somehow in the weight,
the world on your heart now.

Won't lead you,
it's pushing and a hurting a little. 

Wrapped up like a lethal,
soul destroying baby.
Lead you pushing and a hurting.

Poem-A-Day: Day 433

Witch in the Ditch

No, never step in my chamber.
I'm a place I can dwell,
a place where you turn around.
Yes, that turned to be forgotten.
Sweet dreamland, come lay down
and enter the light.
Watch her heels in the ditch,
wave goodbye,
the dream, a scream, a sigh turned upside down.
Forgotten down in dreamland,
come all faithful sweet cry.
Enter the valley upside down.
Forgotten down in dreamland,
tonight all ye who are faithful
were to be forgotten.
Lay down and let dreamland come.
Faithful say never.

Poem-A-Day: Day 432

Imagination

Do yourself,
see storm clouds
feeling as the sun fades… 
to and fro,
the trouble is they never come.
Imagination rolling your mind,
running wild.
It won't turn to stone,
seduce your soul,
and dreams of lovers…
it's just your imagination,
rolling completely,
imagination wild and fast,
do yourself
when you’re lost
taking a hold of yourself.
The timing's to and fro,
to come… 
it's just your imagination,
your mind completely running wild.

But I know it.

Poem-A-Day: Day 431

Yahoo!

Better devil should be called,
devil's pray to set you free.
Ride the cunning line,
go live in sorrow, the darker skies
Higher, find your way unto the devil.
Fear your money, your heart.
Pray to decide for the devil's gold.

The lord should feel low down
and give into temptation.

Lift your head to darker skies,
higher, find your way when you look.
The devil, the deep blue sea
I pray to trouble when you sleep.
At night, put your trust in me
and I should live in sorrow,
face the darker skies up high.

Poem-A-Day: Day 430

Heart of Stone

Heart,
come home
alone
as dead. 
Lost
passion, direction
protect
hurting, despair
soul
aching saint
left
and upset.
Believe,
walk away, 
expect,
beg for
mercy
in
the gutter.
Stone,
wait until
I
am dead.
Look
on affection,
remember 
the way
fool,
Told me
good. 
Heart
until home,
why
good, dead,
out,
the gutter.
Break
that stone,
for 
you alone,
worried
as good
as
dead back.

Poem-A-Day: Day 429

Hallowed Ground

Intent on killing. 
Streets closed, a kid,
bullets intent on being.
Darkness wrapped in a child,
the arms of who will be,
the next dawn, the edge of town,
conversation hoping better.
Children got the world
knowing what's an uncertain future.
The corner lives, swears,
the dogs, gin, a garbage can.
Kids hang by the river throwing stones. 
There, the next victim,
the dawn on the edge
of town conversation,
hoping things get better
while the world around the corner
in the cold and darkness,
in blankets, in arms,
will be there,
will be the last victim
of the criminal dawn.
Friends sharing conversation meet
around the corner for an uncertain future.

Poem-A-Day: Day 428

Chains of Love

Explain when few words
can get broken.

Remember time,
people, the street,
walking about the weather.

Making days last forever,
come, cover, hold, break chains.
Give up together and break chains. 

Remember once
there were doors,
an invitation to falling in and out.
 
Looking out
and cover these chains.
Give up, and the chains break.

These chains explain words,
choose how words get broken,
talk about plans forever.

Come, hold these chains. 
Don't give me the chains, break…

Poem-A-Day: Day 427

Phantom Bride

shy
lonely street
no friends 
silence
and invented truths
drift away
a secret place
steal away
wipe away the eyes
wipe away the upside of town
morning sickness
the phantom
and drift away
secret
steal away the tears
don't wipe away eyes
and mind
drift away
away
don't let eyes
wipe away the eyes
no more
no lies
tears don't cry…

Poem-A-Day: Day 426

Ship of Fools

Believe what is 
spinning.
Flowers, trees,
encapsulating, spinning.
The class didn't know:
one, one, two, two, two, four.
The class didn't know. 
Poor soul,
the fools so precious and cruel/

Try to imagine
dreaming.
See what is spinning.
The baby didn't know that: 
two and two were four.
The baby so young, so uncertain.
Suffer children,
a poor ship precious and cruel.

You know
that one and one and two
was the baby,
the class uncertain.
Little children,
a poor ship of fools.

Why is life cruel?
Sail on the ship so precious.

Poem-A-Day: Day 425

A Little Respect

Discover something
from breaking with forever, 
no reason why.

That me…
that you…
give me…
you give…

Soul calling, “Please.”
And falter arms out, not war
at peace in love forever.
Religion? Reason?

Forsake you…
tell me no…
don't tell me… 
you tell me… 

I hear a little respect
with blue reason making me work.

That you…
me… 
no…
give me… 

You, give a little to me.
I hear you, 
please give a little to me.