Poetry Post 35 (and it never slows down)

Sex (Haiku)
God's gift, Satan's curse
Depending on whys and hows
Wedlock makes kosher

Art (Haiku)
Thoughts celebrated
Concepts spread connections formed
People take action

Autumn Transition
From a foggy autumn night
Filled with much mystic fright
A new day is born
Into a fresh autumn morn
The oppressive fog becomes a lazy haze
A dark hour has turn to a lighter phase
The cold dark void you had to bear
Is now a cool serving of moist morning air

Sweet 16th Poetry Log

Fire

Fire, the living non-living
Energy of it's soul it starts giving
Warm, shining brightly upon midnight
Burning and churning giving off light
How bright it shines our soul
Burning wild and out of control
Living and producing freely
A symbol of doing what we dare to be

October Rain

Walking through the October rain
Letting it wash away my pain
Feeling the wind blowing on by
As I watch the leaves start to fly
I sit on my bench shielded beneath the tree
And I watch around the rain that covers me.

To Lindsey Fox And Heather Beckett

To all this world my words are mute
My own significance minute
Save only you, who cared for me
Who showed me love I longed to see
Whose love is lasting forever
And time shall never dissever
Constant as the river does flow
It warms myself down to the soul
With eyes that shine on through the night
Like stars that light the heavens bright
You welcome me like summer's breeze
You calm me like the shade of trees
You make me feel so very calm
With just a simple touch of the palm
Embracing me with your silk skin
It sooths me to be with you now and then

Poetry Vol. 15

To Brittany Gray II
Brittany you are my truest and dearest friend
But I seek more at the risk that this may end
My love for you is secure
Willing any hardship to endure
My love is ready and well equipped
Because my love is built on friendship
It will not be torn apart
Because your love is safe in my heart

To Brittany Gray III

Brittany I hold you sacred, But I never knew what was proper worship
When I'm with you, I feel mountain high But my feet are always about to slip
I feel the presence of Aphrodite and Athena when I'm with you
I started feeling emotions I never truly knew
I'd follow you to the pits of Hades if you just said the word
Without a complaint to be heard
I'd let you led your own path just as long you don't lose me
When you're emotionally caged I'll set you free
I'll put on a brave face
I'll continue the race
I'll get up when I fall
All on your faint call.

April To November
I hate November to April
Without the sun to get me up nothing will
I'll dream of better times I remember
From the days of April to November
To when the leafs come and fall
As I walk in awe of the beauty of it all
Slowly as the weather gets warm
It goes from blizzard to rainstorm
When the storms clear
You'll find spring is here
With birds singing and flowers growing
Love is in the air and it's showing
In the summer you can't help but rest
As even the birds lay on their nest
Fragrant flowers bloom
The sun's heat melts the gloom
Everything is at ease
Nothing moves but the breeze
But no better time will come
Than the early days of autumn
Leafs of orange, red and gold
The weather's cool but never cold
As the leafs start to fall
I can hear my bike say last call

12th Part of Poetry

Autumn Nights

On a cool, breezy autumn night
With the dim shine of the full moon light
With the leaves falling from the tree
Falling to cover me
Being caressed by the soft night air
Calming my every nightmare
And the tender grass tickles me
And everything lays in harmony

The Seeker

All my life I have followed and I have fought
But what I wanted is what I never got
I've been to the ocean's depth and the mountain's peak
But even after a hundred years I'll never find what I seek
Looking forever without a map
Looking forever in this death trap
Looked through the sea, searched through the sky
But never found a love that wouldn't die
All passion has an end
As I'm left without a friend

Fashion Fascism

Fashion is a fascist nation
Where looks determine association
If Jesus lived in our generation
He'd be set off in isolation
Unless he dressed in a hundred dollar brand name
And had a generic gym body frame
Spent a million to be more of the same
Just to be in a winnerless game
Even though he wouldn't give in to pressure
He couldn't share his treasure
In a world seeking instant pleasure
He would be weighed on a faulty measure