#1
This is part song, part poem. The poem is in bold.


Grow little acorn into something strong;
grow to be as big as you can be.
Even if I am the only one who witnesses,
I will watch over you every step of the way.

We see the branches of ancient trees
cut a line in the water.
Never would I have thought you’d be by my side.
Yet here you are and I am there,
disregarding Beauregard.
She’s alone on the skipping stones,
her fingers muddy.


Halt now little Beauregard,
why are you full of tears?
This crying does not become you,
your beauty is so spoiled.
Wipe away those little drops;
let me see your smile.
Don’t fake what comes naturally;
play it sweet for all to see.

But I don’t love you.
My heart is somewhere else;
where have I heard that before?


Magic islands in your eyes
reflect my jealousy.
I swept her off her feet
in a haze of contusion and aplomb.
I faltered in my final step
and we both fell to the ground.
I asked her if she was okay.
She swept the dust from her sweating brow
and smiled at my eyes.
She stood up and skipped away.

I swept her out my life
in a haze of degradation.
I paused, briefly, waiting.
Love LeTTerS
Twisted words bent rotten,
ugly on the page.

Parasols of lilac;
lavender scent in the air.
The weather was fair
and so was she,
gliding in and out of sight.

She caught my imagination
in a net constructed of fibreglass,
and memories floated away
and left serenity.

Beauregard cried when the moon set
and laughed when the rapier’s point
stabbed her in the chest.
Madness in her eyes,
she grabbed her big toe
and licked her lips.
This little PIGGY!
shall go to the slaughterhouse.
She lifted her foot to her teeth…


How now, my Beauregard?
Why do you look so pale?
The weatherman said sun would shine
yet you look so dark and worn.
Tell me of your troubles
and I’ll be your sea of calm.
We will float to the Promised Land over the horizon.

The Promised Land is a world of emotionlessness,
where I Luv U’s and C U L8R’s don’t exist.
Blank faces staring at blank walls;
heavy tutting, heads nodding and swaying.
I’ll take you there
when I tell you I love you
and you don’t feel the same.
Last edited by Dæmönika at Jul 7, 2010,
#2
I appreciate that your writing is always uniquely-you. I rather enjoyed this.
マリ「しあわっせはーあるいってこないだーからあるいってゆっくんだねーん 
いっちにっちいっぽみーかでさんぽ
 さーんぽすすんでにっほさっがるー 
じーんせいはっわんつー!ぱんち・・・


"Success is as dangerous as failure. Hope is as hollow as fear." - from Tao Te Ching

#5
Grats. :]
マリ「しあわっせはーあるいってこないだーからあるいってゆっくんだねーん 
いっちにっちいっぽみーかでさんぽ
 さーんぽすすんでにっほさっがるー 
じーんせいはっわんつー!ぱんち・・・


"Success is as dangerous as failure. Hope is as hollow as fear." - from Tao Te Ching

#7
I love reading you, this is great
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