Slower, come,
Off your course,
Cherish those who
Faintly grin and
Murmur of your shadow.
Get a flash of sense and grace,
Find a dewdrop forming on the rise in your hand.
Let them pitter in swarms over your frozen fingers,
Like night that eats away at dusk.
Every turn of earth is repetitious,
Yet things change.
Right and wrong are married in your world.
I have no power in my palm
To change the dusk,
Make it fluctuate effortlessly into swimming pavement.
Slower, and further, carry me through,
I'll find the womb that hushed inside someone's warmth.
Air became water, I almost chocked.
Light is as forceful, and overwhelming,
As the seagull that nibbles away at the last
Cold crumb of your bun,
And you haven't eaten since Jesus' breakfast.
Circle
The past is broken
the present is here
the future unspoken
and yet very near.
The past not forgotten
the present a blur
the future a question
or merely a stare.
The past a long journey
the present once more
the future is coming
just as before.
By JB
copyright 1999
GONE
Take comfort in the sorrow of others
let them sing to me
give me pity give me hate
let me cherish my sorrow alone
why be beautiful, why be whole
when I can burn myself and sell my soul?
Pray to the moon, the stars
ever-changing and inconsistant as your love
maybe they could tell me the secrets of your heart
I fall beneath you, enter your skin
wash over me then washes me ashore
In your eye the sun burnt out
and replaced with ice
now I've seen the other side
and I've known what I can no longer find
when you're beautiful and dying
and the water is deep and cold
you can close your eyes and drown your scars
and become the otherworldly god I once knew
Baby, we've faded like the others said
and I've gone away without you
Now we just have to wait for the rest of the glitter to disappear too
Beat up thoughts and
tortured soul
we wanna make sure we get
it right this time
tell your friends to drink it all in
as we lay by the bend and
dream of ways to get higher
Yeah the street store quickie stop
glows brighter than heaven
and we try and remember what we did last night
but each day blurs and hollows
5 minutes less of my life
5 minutes less till I die
and lord knows I've never felt better
Untitled X2 ,and Gone written by NR, copyright 1999
UNTITLED
Written By Shannon, copyright 1999
SEGESTA
AND STILL I DREAM....
"Segesta" and "And still I dream" written by Angela D. copyright 1999
THE FIRST AND LAST STEPS
BETTY L. MEINHARDT...COPYRIGHT 1999
Old Boudreaux the Driller
"Don't leave me in Russia.
or why we say things we will soon regret
Have you ever wondered why we whisper then scream
or why we have nightmares and dreams
Have you ever wondered why look at things then turn away
or why we even bother going on from day to day
The answers to these guestions we may never know
no matter how old we grow
Just prepare yourself for the crazy things
that our God may choose to bring
Rebel Star
And then a star
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