reverie Posted June 7, 2002 Report Posted June 7, 2002 As developed in the Draft room... pub57.ezboard.com/bthedraftroom Late December. Passing the time, with wondering mind Wrapped in darkness shivering Rhythms play in my head Walking in this rainy night… Clearest in the numbing cold, I feel safe. Worlds from my past Flow chaotic, on a tune… Quietly hummed, the process resumes: So steal a beat, add repeat Meld a theme, to think in stream... Remind your mind to lose some time And coat yourself in nature's rhyme To selfishly star in your self-styled stories, And dwell in past with love you’d forgotten Open the wounds that once you did cover Open them up, to help you recover So kindle the fire to slight you regrets... Make silly the story, half-hidden, you fret You’re always so lovely, though rarely so kind It’s not what you bury, but what’s in your mind Pain's a jester, So sweet is her nectar In darkness, lovers did sigh But when you remember, that cold cold December In darkness, lovers will cry So spin, spun a song for myself, Selfishly crying then laughing It's too bad I feel nothing. I feel nothing at all. Tired the numbness, though it must love us Anything’s better, than nothing at all Standing numb to shiver Would be better to quiver Isn't this silly, makes no sense at all Let the cold rain of night, freeze my heart warm. And muffle my mind, to let loose the storm And chain it to rhythm, to set ups the streams To quiet the demons, and silence the screams: Of Rage and of Worry, Of Fear and Regret The Tragic, the Bitten The Burned and the Set Upon which I list and I wax in my rage… Let the cold rain of night- Make me shudder contained To mirror my shiver and cover the pain. And if all was made clever, and all was made terse Then roll back the black torrent in a spate of rhymed verse If your rhythm’s not platinum, but you flow just the same Search more then the phrases; sung true they will tame… As I keep walking, words of rhyme fill mind For a time, I find peace--an emotional release But sweeter’s the feeling Where void stood before… It only seems tragic if too often ignored… The reasons for meanings The fear before rage The hum before singing The feelings left saved Catching chaos now fleeing At the door we must part… It’s was only me walking, to unbury my heart… revery the dreamlost
Rahsash Geldich Posted June 7, 2002 Report Posted June 7, 2002 ::unable to say anything, she simply stands and applauds::
Nyyark Posted June 7, 2002 Report Posted June 7, 2002 Really Really Good! I absolutely adore this poem.
The Portrait of Zool Posted June 10, 2002 Report Posted June 10, 2002 *Hears ELO's Concerto for a rainy day in the background* Standin' in the rain can't seem to get out... Through the cold dark waiting days I see you standing there... I see it all so clear the tenderness the silent tears Up there in the stormy sky the big wheels keep on turnin' The cool moist sting of lime on the breeze, the dark concrete, and the light spray falling from the night sky are all that answers back Thanks for sharing that moment Rev. ~Zool~ Ancient, The Pen is Mightier than the Sword. Bard of Terra, Patron Saint of Aspiring Bards. Elder than dirt, more foolish than a jester, able to trip over the smallest logic in a single step. It's... Oh, you know.
reverie Posted June 10, 2002 Author Report Posted June 10, 2002 why thankyou... It was a hard poem to tame really, but it got better as the months went by... plus the draft room helped me reorganize my thoughts... oh btw who's elo? revery the dreamlost...
The Portrait of Zool Posted June 11, 2002 Report Posted June 11, 2002 You young whipper snapper. Electric Light Orchestra. ;p ~Zool~ Ancient, The Pen is Mightier than the Sword. Bard of Terra, Patron Saint of Aspiring Bards. Elder than dirt, more foolish than a jester, able to trip over the smallest logic in a single step. It's... Oh, you know. Edited by: Zool47 at: 6/11/02 6:35:51 am
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