Poems by The Quiet One.

Willow

I push your hanging branches aside
and expose your core,
gnarled and weathered
by feet and hands that grasp,
climbing ever higher.

As I walk toward you,
I am enveloped in silence
until something cracks underfoot;
glossy brown glass
would be better appreciated
somewhere else.

I place my hand upon
the nearest, sturdiest bough.
You're scarred,
by knives that pierce
almost as deep
as the words they form.

Dear Willow,
I see now why you weep.
You know only bad company,
and everything is short
from your point of view.

Blue Sadness

Sadness is blue like the sea on the horizon late at night,
and also like the sky as the day is nearing its end.
It sinks in the pit of my stomach.
It reminds me of the times when I thought my face would freeze in a smile,
and it makes me wish it would've.
It makes me feel so cold and small and forgotten.
It makes me want to close my eyes and sleep forever.

Australia

Under a starlit sky
Mourning doves and rattlesnakes
Sing to the daffodils
Bobbing on the waves
Clocks melt, but it makes no difference;
It is and always will be
Quarter to yesterday.
They bottle our dew-drop tears
And sell them to the Mission
In exchange for the sun
Lassoed red, burning hot,
Like that summer in a peach grove
Long ago...
I count the minutes backwards,
Surrounded by crooked salesmen
And winking geishas,
Surfacing just in time to watch
The blue stallion dance and sing;
The rhythmic heart of the Aboriginal drum
Lulling me to sleep
Forever
In a place of never
Just for you and I.

Till Death Do Us Part

Love to the death,
Kisses burning skin.
Hearts covered in fractures:
Sour feelings crawl in.
Lust laced with poison,
Thoughts strewn with sin.

Anger and fear;
Longing and shame;
All different words,
All mean the same:
A tainted romance's
Alias names.

Slamming shut doors;
Never to be free.
Complete inability
To leave willingly.
Love to the death,
Literally.

wow your poems are amazing!i especially love willow and till death do us part. i can't wait till you post more

i concur with the above: willows and death do us part are pretty sweet. and a question about australia: do they really have geishas? cuz i thought geishas were asian.

Willow and Til' Death Do Us Part = amazing. You honestly inspire me! (: When I read them I want to write more poetry! Please please please keep it up! (:

the_black_parader:

i concur with the above: willows and death do us part are pretty sweet. and a question about australia: do they really have geishas? cuz i thought geishas were asian.

they are, but i once read this really amazing story about an australian woman who became the first non-japanese geisha in history.

A Beginning

Shine,
Smallest star,
And I will see you!

Chirp,
Newly hatched chick,
And I will hear you!

Blow,
Gentlest wind,
And I will sense you!

Rejoice!
Great be every gift!
This Earth is born again!

Shotgun Engagement

Why do you cry?
You have everything you've always wanted.
With the world caged in your teeth,
And its inhabitants -
Marionettes.
You ask for more?

Why do you cry?
I love you, he said.
More than to your liking.
Have you never sought love
In the guise of
Barrel and trigger?

This place -
Unbarred -
These people -
Unstrung -
Bullet wounds cry, but
You cry no more.

You could call the above poem 'Bullet Wounds' or 'Silent Tears'
these are amazing, I think that you could really go places with your poetry (:

pete_wentz:

they are, but i once read this really amazing story about an australian woman who became the first non-japanese geisha in history.

dude.
awesome.

anyway as for the title i vote for "crying wounds" although the other two are sweet as well.

and if you make it big writing poetry i can look at your published book and say "hey, i used to read her blog!"

this is a blog right? or at least something close to it?

thank you for the suggestions you guys, but i'm still not sure about what its official name should be...

and i guess it's a blog. ^^

my next poem's going to be wicked epic... i'm going to write about the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. X)

Awesome! i cant wait to hear it

Okay , so A Beginning is AMAZING. do you mind if I put THAT one to music??
A Beginning

Shine,
Smallest star,
And I will see you!

Chirp,
Newly hatched chick,
And I will hear you!

Blow,
Gentlest wind,
And I will sense you!

Rejoice!
Great be every gift!
This Earth is born again!

Shotgun Engagement

Why do you cry?
You have everything you've always wanted.
With the world caged in your teeth,
And its inhabitants -
Marionettes.
You ask for more?

Why do you cry?
I love you, he said.
More than to your liking.
Have you never sought love
In the guise of
Barrel and trigger?

This place -
Unbarred -
These people -
Unstrung -
Bullet wounds cry, but
You cry no more


I would like to put those 2 to music. If you dont mind (; Tell me what you think of that, and i will get crakin on it!

yeah id love to hear those as music. and if so where do you live and do you need a drummer?

We prolly live quite a ways away from each other :/ I DO need a drummer. But I live in stupid old Kansas

toto, i dont think were in kansas anymore.

i figured as much. i live in ohio T_T