An Ode to Odes

Oh dear words leave these fingers low
This heart will splinter and will show
The way we are to pin and ink
The mind will luster to its brink

How dazzled darling words do drop
The pulse will stop
The beat will rhyme
The heart will pop
To show this moment paused in time

Muster truly odes to men
Which painted poems with their pin
To artful humans brave and weak
Would glorify their lives so meak

To odes of nature, frail and sweet
To be of gods or roads they meet
They show the beauty of the life
Beyond the strife
Beyond the roads
Beyond the manmade overloads

To odes of passion, odes of lust
You write of worlds that soon will rust
But just to capture frame of sight
Asthetic glow will burn more bright

To Odes of Odes who Ode themselves
Let known the these words lay on the shelves
And ne'er are cared to think or read
But leave their seed
Inside the walls
So while we think...the pin still falls.

EverEnvy

I once saw a tree fall down on a path

As these Autumn days twisted with turmoil and thunder
This evergreen pine was split by the wind
Yet the leaves were still green as he lie set asunder
Oh to see many years just to fall to life's wrath
yet stay so bold green and never to bend
How I longed to know such a dedicate friend
I wondered if I could ever be so
As my leaves tend to turn as my thoughts bend & bow
As green with such envy I stepped past the tree
Oh to think, to be green may not be key

So I guessed ever-forward is better to be

Eulogy To The Future

In future times the age of man will leave to some unsettled breed

the world will rock with shakes and quakes as oceans boil and bleed

"What came of earth?" those folks will say in their own native tongue.

"This once was paradise, but now it's it ails to strain one lung"

The ozone left with all the wind that blew our airy skies

now only chunks of elder tech will fall where water lies

And insects eat one-another while the snakes grow cold and smother where they lie to rest for ever piled in shallow graves.

Mother earth will cry, and beg to die. Longful tears for manless ages fill her heart with diamond garbage thrown to where she eats and lies.

"Here lies the future." There it reads upon where man last tread.

"We won the war, but lost our head"

Cotton In The Grass

How can you see the sky

while the grass grows over

and the trees give you cover

Cotton in the grass are you shy?

Do you hide from rain

as it fills every pore

leaves you heavy and soar

Cotton in the grass life is pain.

Did the wind blow too long

while you held on so tight

let the world be the fight

Cotton in the grass hold on strong.

Does it feel good to know

that if the sun should go

And leave you alone for the night

That the world beat you low

you will reap what you sow

A new day will bring you new light

Vacuumous Gap

There is a hole that bears upon my soul
Like a vacuume sucking in all the frivality
Not god nor love nor money fills this space
i am the empty place that burdens this reality

And from the womb, inquiring to my tomb
And never has faith been my companion
Not in god nor love nor money has been secure
Regarding faith's allure, the blind man's champion.

If I was blind, eyes to never test my mind
Or maybe i am better built to just be mute
Not god, nor love, nor money hears my payers
Too many layers, words bear no fruit.

i feel as though that sinking place can not be filled with things.
I am the missing gap that pulls.
I am the pain that stings.

Lymeric Thought:

The image you wear is a lie

You're born to be raised just to die
When it's all said and done
The ironical pun
Is you waisted it all wondering why.

My Wall

I am the bricks which stand to loom
till cracks will spur to someday fall
while old men die and young grow tall
I am this tomb
I am the wall

I am the fear which holds this stance
till blinding ignorance consumes us all
while brave men strong become too small
I am this place
I am the wall

I am the key
I am me

I am my only wall