James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 64: Multitasking Juggle At a circus, I saw a clown juggling balls. How do you do that, I said. He said the same way I do my life. Just one ball at a time, notice what is happening and plan for the next. As I turn to leave, I heard a ball drop.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 65: Horror Heart I hear the beat, a tiny drum in a jungle of darkness. It is there, NO THERE! Its coming, coming I say. It will kill us all, before the break of day. Now close your eyes, it will go away. Thats...thats what they all say. I fear they are right, as I close my eyes for the night, the beating, slow, and the breathing is warm...
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 66: Traps Hidden deep in a room, a chest lies. Waiting for the day, someone is brave enough to peer inside. But no one knows, how to doge the many traps on the way. And somewhere, someone laughs. Cause he knows the greatest trap, is in the game.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 67: 67% Over half way, I can see the end. Though I stumble, mud covering my face. The cheer of friends, motivate my hands. Lift me up, one more time, carry me to the finish line.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 68: Hero No one wears, a big red S. No one stalks the night, dressed like a bat. There is no good, to stop all the evil. Well..... I think I should give it a start. I will be there, when you need to cry. I'll be there when you want to laugh. I will protect you, carry you, never let you fall. Just so you know, there is a little hero in all. I ask you to be there, for me.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 69: Annoyance Night after night, coming home to write, BITES! But all of the, delight... makes me know, that this is right.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 71: Obsession Poems Started as a hobby, it brought me joy and fun. People started liking what I wrote, now I can't stop them. I think I am starting to choke. What has happen to the good ones, I use to write. They have been swept away, By all the blood and tears. They are forced, no longer from the heart. What happened to my poems, where should I start.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 72: Mischief managed In five minutes, I could hold the world in my hands. Talk my sister into joining my diabolical plans. And as we go, to start are evil reign, you would take our hands. Saying it will all have to wait, for another day.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 73: I can't Another step is to far... Another second is to long... Another blink is to lonely... Another memory is to painful... Another drink is to much... Another day is to short... Another dream is to hard... ...to forget, I just can't.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 74: Are you challenging me A mountain stood, alone against the world. A man climbed, never looking back. Never making it to the top, always falling back down. Never giving, up. He knew if he continued, one day he would reach the top.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 75: Mirror Though I show a grin. Though I laugh and sing. When I look in the mirror, I see a monster. That I know is the other me, the true me...
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 76: Broken pieces When you said good-bye my heart shattered like glass. Into a sea of despair it sank. Then she came along, her heart, like mine, broken for what might be all time. But like the artist we are, we made a mosaic, out of our broken hearts.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 (edited) Theme 77: Test Will you love me? A. Yes, till we have children. B. Yes, till our hair turns grey. C. Yes, till the sands run out. D. All of the above. You know that in this test, I would always pick, D. Edited July 8, 2011 by James Crow
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 78: Drink Cast down into the pits, for all time. There stands a man, by the name of Tantalus. Damned is he, by the gods. Forever standing by a fruit tree, that grows when he tries to eat. Forever standing in a lake, that dries up when he tries to drink. I feel like, that. Forever standing near a phone, that dies when I try to call. Forever standing in a crowd of people, that all run away when I try to talk. What I would give, to drink from that lake.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 Theme 79: Starvation Thousands of lonely hearts, beating in unison. Hundreds of starving hearts, beating out of unison. One dying heart, completely forgets the tempo. While hate fed the masses. One, only one, begged to be fed, love.
James Crow Posted July 8, 2011 Author Report Posted July 8, 2011 You know what, that gets tiresome *well if you posted everyday* This wouldent happen, I KNOW. Well since I have only a few weeks left, 21 days to be exact. I think I will make a new challenge. *Well, what is it?* I will post everyday! *yeah, right* I'll show you. ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ Editors note: The reason that there is two voices is that James is currently in an old mansion, a haunted old mansion. That is all, thank you very much. Drive home safely...
James Crow Posted July 10, 2011 Author Report Posted July 10, 2011 (edited) Theme 80: Words Help me come up with the words to explain my feelings. Some are too strong, while others are too tough. But in the end, you'll need a dictionary. Cause almost every word in it, describes you. Edited July 10, 2011 by James Crow
James Crow Posted July 10, 2011 Author Report Posted July 10, 2011 Theme 81: Pen and Paper Pen and paper, blood and body, tears and eyes, love and hearts, sand and time, milk and cereal, you and me. Somethings, are just meant to be.
James Crow Posted July 10, 2011 Author Report Posted July 10, 2011 My lord, just nineteen more days, then... I don't know. Maybe more poems. Any ideas? Well...I'll cross that bridge when I get there. See you tomorrow!
James Crow Posted July 29, 2011 Author Report Posted July 29, 2011 I'm back. I start to dout my ability to post, and write. I am very sorry but I shall end it all tomorrow, when I wake. But now, yes now, I shall play catch up, so enjoy! ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ Theme 82: Can't you hear me Running from the devil, too many wrong turns. You said, He's after you! GO! Leave me alone! And into the dark you ran, tears falling from your face. Can't you see me? Do you even know I'm alive? Can't you hear me? Don't you know it was all a lie? I heard the devil no more, thanking my stars I lost him. I said, Now she is okay, NO! I've got to find her! And into the dark I ran, fearing the tears that fell. I can see you! I know your alive! I can hear you! I know it was all a lie! Finding you, cornered by the devil, you took too many dead ends. He said, Now I have you, BOTH! Nowhere to run. And I held your hand, saying never cry again.
James Crow Posted July 29, 2011 Author Report Posted July 29, 2011 Theme 83: Heal You have played long today, many bruises and cut show me you had your fun. Now don't, don't run away. It is time for you to heal. So rest sweet, Gaia.
James Crow Posted July 29, 2011 Author Report Posted July 29, 2011 Theme 84: Out cold In a meadow I saw a butterfly float, and a bee sting. Then I can't remember a thing.
James Crow Posted July 29, 2011 Author Report Posted July 29, 2011 Theme 85: Spiral DNA Spinning, hypnotically around, you put the entire room in a trance. No one can hear a sound. Footsteps closing, foreshadowing doom, and you continue to dance. You fall, gracefully into a mound, everyone now sleeps, in their tomb. Our path killed romance.
James Crow Posted July 29, 2011 Author Report Posted July 29, 2011 Theme 86: Seeing Red Going out on the town, ready to have some fun. Everything I saw was red, why do other ruin my fun?
James Crow Posted July 29, 2011 Author Report Posted July 29, 2011 Theme 87: Food I'm starving my mind, nothing to feast here. Why are you, so kind? Offering me nothing more than fear. OH, what am I to do, in a desert with no food. I thought I heard a coo, but, no. I ate all that long, so long ago.
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