sand seeps blood as uneasily as soil/ |
i wanted to write a poem concerning
war,
but violence doesn't lend itself
for be-bopping/
i thought of the force repercussions
yeild
and only drempt of how stark blood
flows,
the consistency remains...
Posted by r.moore on Sat, 04 Aug 2007 08:07:00 PST |
opiate of the masses/ |
it was ornate
simplicity wearing dainty drag
dressed for proposals
uttering veracious speech patterns
eyes to the floor
mouth to the popular phantasm
scared em' straight alright
scared em' good
shiftl...
Posted by r.moore on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 06:49:00 PST |
fall |
once i knew a girl
she loved another girl
a cut-up in time
she was my friend
she had riots in her head
crimson stripes to bind her hands
now i've said too much with you
now i've said too much f...
Posted by r.moore on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 10:21:00 PST |
a single thought/ |
the gathering
of my name precedes
the gathering of my thoughts,
then follows the direction
in which the wind,
grey and cold,
escapes the sun's suttle
warmth,
a jagged isolation
imposed by the changing...
Posted by r.moore on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 11:04:00 PST |
after/ |
cd you do for me the
things i need to be done?/
raising my skin in mistake,
sliding your breath in
a montage of memory,
sighing as a hushed cherub,
letting the evening pull into you/
i'll take your wo...
Posted by r.moore on Sat, 30 Jun 2007 08:44:00 PST |
taking lives to protest lives taken/ |
defiant former minister
seeks weaponry
lethal injections
30 seconds and the peace
settles from overhead
throught days protesting
littered fetus~
how i wish to care for,
comfort you, conform you,
tra...
Posted by r.moore on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 09:22:00 PST |
time spent poorly in a coffee shop/ |
the people gather to be together,
&nbs...
Posted by r.moore on Tue, 29 May 2007 10:24:00 PST |
and/ |
let me
taste your
juices~
your mind
is flaxen
fusion~
this mad~ness is a rarity
and often on display/
i
have
mastered
perception,
&n...
Posted by r.moore on Mon, 28 May 2007 11:14:00 PST |
one other than you/ |
i've searched for one other
than you ~
who cd progress gestation to
birth ~ a folly of contentment/
i lived beneath the soil for
nine months and was thought
to be free fom your love's wrath~
an...
Posted by r.moore on Mon, 28 May 2007 10:46:00 PST |
color of the past/ |
i awoke to a red sun, red sky, and
red was my color/
i was the only man amongst fourteen
women and i wasn't in love/
the walls were blue, her eyes blue
and blue was my color/
it was all within , i had...
Posted by r.moore on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 06:07:00 PST |
