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The poet paints pictures in your mind with words and phrases
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Monday, March 9, 2020
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Thursday, August 17, 2017
Drake the Gold Dragon
previously published on journalspace...
posted Tue, 30 Jan 2007 12:06:18 -0800
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He was a gold dragon
a shape shifter
Drake was his name
he could raise the temperature
and generate heat
and cause things to burst into flames
he was born a dragon
but as everyone knows
the gold ones
can look like us
he used his gifts
to protect the weak
he didnt have to
he felt he must
one day, he was walking
thru town
and in the alley
he heard a scream
3 low-life thugs
were robbing some girl
and harming people
was their thing
without hesitation
the dragon went in shooting flames
at the three jerks
they were not getting away
from him, cause justice was his work
2 creeps ran for cover
and tried to shoot Drake
from over there
but the heat that he was generating
dissolved their bullets in mid-air
on the other side of the alley
the meanest thug had his victim and a blade
"get out of here and let us go, or this bitch will die"
he said
well, that was a really stupid move
it just pissed Drake off
and suddenly, the thug dropped the knife
cause it was so burning hot
in a split second,
a stream of light
knocked the villain outta the way
then a wall of heat surrounded him and
took the oxygen away
then all 3 hoods passed out and fell to the street
when the cops arrived and found them,
they had a tan that could not be beat.
the crime rate started dropping then
and i wouldnt call it braggin'
to say that the city owed a lot of thanks
to Drake, the gold dragon
posted Tue, 30 Jan 2007 12:06:18 -0800
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He was a gold dragon
a shape shifter
Drake was his name
he could raise the temperature
and generate heat
and cause things to burst into flames
he was born a dragon
but as everyone knows
the gold ones
can look like us
he used his gifts
to protect the weak
he didnt have to
he felt he must
one day, he was walking
thru town
and in the alley
he heard a scream
3 low-life thugs
were robbing some girl
and harming people
was their thing
without hesitation
the dragon went in shooting flames
at the three jerks
they were not getting away
from him, cause justice was his work
2 creeps ran for cover
and tried to shoot Drake
from over there
but the heat that he was generating
dissolved their bullets in mid-air
on the other side of the alley
the meanest thug had his victim and a blade
"get out of here and let us go, or this bitch will die"
he said
well, that was a really stupid move
it just pissed Drake off
and suddenly, the thug dropped the knife
cause it was so burning hot
in a split second,
a stream of light
knocked the villain outta the way
then a wall of heat surrounded him and
took the oxygen away
then all 3 hoods passed out and fell to the street
when the cops arrived and found them,
they had a tan that could not be beat.
the crime rate started dropping then
and i wouldnt call it braggin'
to say that the city owed a lot of thanks
to Drake, the gold dragon
Red Cheerwine
Red Cheerwine
its up to you
nothing can quench this thirst
nothing i know
Red Cheerwine
your cherry taste i crave
makes me feel good inside
it quenches my soul
this thirst must go
i'd have sworn
other kinds
of drinks could satisfy
i was wrong
now i find
there's no other taste for i
===Wed, 15 Aug 2007
its up to you
nothing can quench this thirst
nothing i know
Red Cheerwine
your cherry taste i crave
makes me feel good inside
it quenches my soul
this thirst must go
i'd have sworn
other kinds
of drinks could satisfy
i was wrong
now i find
there's no other taste for i
===Wed, 15 Aug 2007
Tuesday, August 15, 2017
days that end in why
I only think of you
on days that end in y
sometimes i have to stop
and wipe the tears from my eyes
you were my little girl
no one can replace
i like to think that we
will meet again some day
your smile lit up the room
youre always in my heart
and as long as i have your memory
we are never far apart
on days that end in y
sometimes i have to stop
and wipe the tears from my eyes
you were my little girl
no one can replace
i like to think that we
will meet again some day
your smile lit up the room
youre always in my heart
and as long as i have your memory
we are never far apart
Saturday, June 3, 2017
JULIAR
Juliar
July TO ME When IT Suits YOU
When YOU Want Something
YOU Dont Need
July TO ME When YOU Think
I AM TOO Dumb TO Know
July TO ME AND Dont Care
HOW Much IT Hurts
July TO ME Because YOU Dont Care
Then July TO ME AND SAY JU LUV ME
July TO ME When IT Suits YOU
When YOU Want Something
YOU Dont Need
July TO ME When YOU Think
I AM TOO Dumb TO Know
July TO ME AND Dont Care
HOW Much IT Hurts
July TO ME Because YOU Dont Care
Then July TO ME AND SAY JU LUV ME
Friday, April 14, 2017
EMERALD CAT AWARD WINNER
WINNER OF THE COVETED EMERALD CAT AWARD AT ALLPOETRY.COM.
okay technically it wasnt an award. they just give you a special name at each new level. Level 2 is EMERALD CAT and i got the emerald cat moniker at level 2, but i dont ever get awards... hardly ever... so i made it myself. painted the emerald cat seen here and put it in the blog and made it an award. i guess you could call it a self made award or a NOT AWARD. but you see i never technically won a trophy there and they make it almost impossible so i did my own thing. i mean you have one shot at a trophy per contest and i dont get into a lot of contest because life gets in the way.
so yeah i made it up and awarded it to me. big deal.
i did get some neat badges at poetry.com tho...
ALSO, PAINTER OF THE EMERALD CAT SEEN BELOW...
okay technically it wasnt an award. they just give you a special name at each new level. Level 2 is EMERALD CAT and i got the emerald cat moniker at level 2, but i dont ever get awards... hardly ever... so i made it myself. painted the emerald cat seen here and put it in the blog and made it an award. i guess you could call it a self made award or a NOT AWARD. but you see i never technically won a trophy there and they make it almost impossible so i did my own thing. i mean you have one shot at a trophy per contest and i dont get into a lot of contest because life gets in the way.
so yeah i made it up and awarded it to me. big deal.
i did get some neat badges at poetry.com tho...
ALSO, PAINTER OF THE EMERALD CAT SEEN BELOW...
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| ART BY RAY NICHOLS. |
Sunday, April 19, 2015
You can Run but you cant Hide
I am eternal and i will find you
Time is on my side
Run where you wish
I will be right behind
I will find you and
When i do
Your soul is mine
Grim
A Mid Night's Dream
I looked through all the prompts
Then I glanced at the door
From a tree outside the window
I saw a bird I had seen before
In the quiet I heard scraping
on the window and the floor
I looked about then looked outside
A cold wind chilled me to the core.
In my half awake state writing
Crimson ink stains on my wrist
The crimson ink smears the paper
As my mind drifts in sleepy bliss
Suddenly, there comes a tapping
Tapping and scratching at the door
The door creaks open slightly
A stiff breeze goes across the floor
Beneath the floor there's scratching
Something trying to get in
In the distance I hear howling
As the moon shines bright again
As the door swings open swiftly
Pushed by wind or ghostly hand
Entereth a raven
Then it turns into a man
I recognize him swiftly
The one before me that I know
I have read him in the twilight's light
This poet they call Poe
He points to the closet
I hear scratching at the closet door
I ask him "Are they coming for me?"
He disappears this poet of lore
As the door starts to open slowly
In the distance I hear the lone wolf cry
And something invisible strokes my spine
And says, "Wake up, its time"
The alarm clock is blaring
As I open up my eyes
I roll out of bed and get myself dressed
And head for my ride
True it was all just a dream
I shake it off and lock the door
But in the moon's glow
On the old dead tree
Sits a raven as before
Then I glanced at the door
From a tree outside the window
I saw a bird I had seen before
In the quiet I heard scraping
on the window and the floor
I looked about then looked outside
A cold wind chilled me to the core.
In my half awake state writing
Crimson ink stains on my wrist
The crimson ink smears the paper
As my mind drifts in sleepy bliss
Suddenly, there comes a tapping
Tapping and scratching at the door
The door creaks open slightly
A stiff breeze goes across the floor
Beneath the floor there's scratching
Something trying to get in
In the distance I hear howling
As the moon shines bright again
As the door swings open swiftly
Pushed by wind or ghostly hand
Entereth a raven
Then it turns into a man
I recognize him swiftly
The one before me that I know
I have read him in the twilight's light
This poet they call Poe
He points to the closet
I hear scratching at the closet door
I ask him "Are they coming for me?"
He disappears this poet of lore
As the door starts to open slowly
In the distance I hear the lone wolf cry
And something invisible strokes my spine
And says, "Wake up, its time"
The alarm clock is blaring
As I open up my eyes
I roll out of bed and get myself dressed
And head for my ride
True it was all just a dream
I shake it off and lock the door
But in the moon's glow
On the old dead tree
Sits a raven as before
Saturday, April 18, 2015
The Killer WebRing
Her long black hair hangs down
Covering her face
Her little blue dress is torn and tattered
Her soul? There is no trace
She watches from the shadows
Everywhere you go
Leaving a trail of water
On the carpets and the floors
The first time that you see her
It is already too late
Once you are chosen by her
Death has sealed your fate
She watches you from the shadows
You hear her footsteps down the hall
She only speaks to echo you
When you're in her darkened thrall
She watches you for just a week
And then your soul is hers
In the dark of night
When you're all alone
She will come to make things worse.
You made a deal with the devil
When you clicked on "I agree"
Although nobody warned you of the horrors
You would see
But somewhere in the fine print
You signed your life away
Another victim of the website
That takes your soul in seven days
Covering her face
Her little blue dress is torn and tattered
Her soul? There is no trace
She watches from the shadows
Everywhere you go
Leaving a trail of water
On the carpets and the floors
The first time that you see her
It is already too late
Once you are chosen by her
Death has sealed your fate
She watches you from the shadows
You hear her footsteps down the hall
She only speaks to echo you
When you're in her darkened thrall
She watches you for just a week
And then your soul is hers
In the dark of night
When you're all alone
She will come to make things worse.
You made a deal with the devil
When you clicked on "I agree"
Although nobody warned you of the horrors
You would see
But somewhere in the fine print
You signed your life away
Another victim of the website
That takes your soul in seven days
Drunken Poet
Sing a song of sixpence
A Catcher in the Rye
If Moe gets in your face you just
Poke him in the eye
When the bar was opened
Coyotes danced and sang
Two and a Half Men
Followed by the Big Bang
A Catcher in the Rye
If Moe gets in your face you just
Poke him in the eye
When the bar was opened
Coyotes danced and sang
Two and a Half Men
Followed by the Big Bang
Emerald Cat
In the deepest shadows
I see only your smile
You disappear
Whenever you please
You laugh at us and
Shout and tease
Emerald Cat with eyes of green
You are the greenest thing
I have ever seen.
Why are you made of gemstone?
How can you speak to me ?
Where did you come from?
Cat of Emerald Green???
Sunday, April 12, 2015
RAIN MAN
Tune into the flow
and let your thoughts grow
let me rant through your voice
pretend you have a choice
you invited me in
now i will write thru your pen
you now run on my juice
you have set the music loose
I am the real Prometheus
who helped you before he sius
i existed before man
now bow to me again
i am and always have been
i was Lilith's best friend
you will find out in the end
that I am the savior of men
I gave knowledge to the masses
and got them off their asses
i taught them how to live
and not be a slave to him
now before the night is through
i will shine a light for you
they ask me who am i
i am the one who will not die
i will teach you if i can
you may call me i am
I am the World's Master
cast out of the sky
the lord of all nations
and i can never die
i was there when Zeus
was nailed to a cross
he could have but asked me
and i would have taken him off
I am the asp of Eden
i will drive you insane
humans cannot handle
all my power and my fame
i will give you what you want
if you ask me to come in
you must give your soul to me
and your body in the end
and let your thoughts grow
let me rant through your voice
pretend you have a choice
you invited me in
now i will write thru your pen
you now run on my juice
you have set the music loose
I am the real Prometheus
who helped you before he sius
i existed before man
now bow to me again
i am and always have been
i was Lilith's best friend
you will find out in the end
that I am the savior of men
I gave knowledge to the masses
and got them off their asses
i taught them how to live
and not be a slave to him
now before the night is through
i will shine a light for you
they ask me who am i
i am the one who will not die
i will teach you if i can
you may call me i am
I am the World's Master
cast out of the sky
the lord of all nations
and i can never die
i was there when Zeus
was nailed to a cross
he could have but asked me
and i would have taken him off
I am the asp of Eden
i will drive you insane
humans cannot handle
all my power and my fame
i will give you what you want
if you ask me to come in
you must give your soul to me
and your body in the end
Saturday, April 11, 2015
THE DANSE MACABRE
The Raven sits on the old dead tree
Watching over the cemetery
As if waiting for someone to rise
And lead them to the other side
The sun creeps down and off to bed
From dusk til dawn in hues of red
As the moon rises into the sky
To lead the dark parade into the night
The children of the night arise
And look up high into the sky
The Danse Macabre has now begun
And lasts until the rising sun.
Watching over the cemetery
As if waiting for someone to rise
And lead them to the other side
The sun creeps down and off to bed
From dusk til dawn in hues of red
As the moon rises into the sky
To lead the dark parade into the night
The children of the night arise
And look up high into the sky
The Danse Macabre has now begun
And lasts until the rising sun.
Thursday, April 9, 2015
UNWANTED EMBRACE
I just stopped by for a drink
like a dozen times before
i guess i was more thirsty than i thought
once i got her on the floor
as i quenched my insatiable thirst
i came to realize
this girl that i was preying on
was just about to die
as i came to my senses
i saw her in my arms
this vessel i called friend
a victim of my charms
and soon she would be gone
because of my mistake
and the Prince would have my head
did i deserve this fate?
i could not let her die
the regrets would never stop
and so i bit my lip
and let her taste a few drops
and soon she arose again
and walked the night with me
and tho we are no longer friends
she arose you see
and now she is Kindred
a creature of the night
forever in the dark
and running from the light
we walk the world of darkness
the dark childe and i
tho years come and go
the damned can never die
like a dozen times before
i guess i was more thirsty than i thought
once i got her on the floor
as i quenched my insatiable thirst
i came to realize
this girl that i was preying on
was just about to die
as i came to my senses
i saw her in my arms
this vessel i called friend
a victim of my charms
and soon she would be gone
because of my mistake
and the Prince would have my head
did i deserve this fate?
i could not let her die
the regrets would never stop
and so i bit my lip
and let her taste a few drops
and soon she arose again
and walked the night with me
and tho we are no longer friends
she arose you see
and now she is Kindred
a creature of the night
forever in the dark
and running from the light
we walk the world of darkness
the dark childe and i
tho years come and go
the damned can never die
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