The stream (all workshops)
I whisper you name
Am I so mad to feel
Those touches of long ago
I have taken your ways
moulded them to mine
will you feel it in time
I become angry at this space
Empty hands, a tender heart
tender thoughts miles apart
Each day I build a bridge
there in my mind where I lay
with you along side my form
Wishing to have been born
On another shore it is sad
My thoughts walk those shores
I have in my stupidity
Had chances given to me
By others as I journeyed so
whisper to me in dark places,
unshackling my mute form
revive the thousand voices,
I have sustained in a forever
unspoken and formless
so as to be forgotten,
it was in a night-scape,
the void of sound
negated speech
I break into flight,
with an oath choking
on my first cry
I drift on the hair of my nape,
as the weave of my cloth
spirals, for a moment
as gums bleed out
the rhythm in my shade, refrains
thou makest me feel
indispensable
maybe ,indisposable
may, what else
ingarbageable
but I'm glad many Neopoets follow you
and
the stamp of
free verse
which
is no curse
let it rest about my shoulders,
we are all trained to carry heavy boulders,
the Taj Mahal wouldn't have ever been built
unless guys like you and I
weren’t made to
under the over weights
be killed
Torch..
Mantle sealed is tiger stamps.
All infringe are tyrants tanks.
Full in blasts are tyrants’ forces.
China tyrant fires as torch.
Torch is bad and torch is mad.
Baths and combs are monkey heads.
Laagers tents are fail but safe.
Empty talks with sins are faith.
Faithless royal P.L.A. come.
Funny farms have funny counts.
Waves aside are china faith.
Baffle gaps are china says.
collide my accelerator
and activate me
Flash me
this fuller respite
torn from the grasp
the jagged fingers of joy
Phoenix style
from the ashes
rising
Love fused
silica paragraphs
fall black chapters
hapless release
in slipstream
torment
( fuselage nose art...."Celestial Mermaid" )
He crept up on me
slowly
played my strings
tenderly
lowered walls
gingerly
built trust
persistently
teased me
constantly
praised me
loudly
I love him
unconditionally
I watch as twilight
creeps over the Brothers,
stars re-birth
beckoning over
mountains
a shimmering black mantel
conceals Azimuth,
her seductive ebony lips
slide,
over the lamp
A visage of ivory
looks upon earth, drifting
shadow to shadow
passing as a will-o-wisp
of ebony vistas,
always out of reach
still,
the Horizon
mesmerizes me,
ebony lips and a mantel
of seduction,
rolls with reverence effaced,
Azimuth’s arms await,
Cure for china tyrants like WUJANTO..
ACKADAY CHINA! NO FREEDOM AGAIN NO RIGHTS!.
Powers fetishism bosses are over lords.’
All people fetishism worship evil ways as acts or gestures from china tyrants.
Wiling victims eat their plums. Placeman places may be upper classes.
Varying degrees of forces for torments and squeezes may come up.
Laws enforcements all deterrence all is total.
Congresses members most are mandated.
Mandatory self is purest commies.
Change and lack for doing rights are china tyrants. LACKADAY all is china.
hazel perillo's
climb into the shade of Mercurys gate
the vines are weeping winds
the salt kiss betroth sweet muses ache
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