Misty's Poetry

Love the Wounded, Cry for the Dead

2008-09-30T20:09:00.001-07:00

Wind.
Water.
Warm song.
Whisper.
Shine rose
wither with time.

Shade a ripe storm.
The sky.
Eden’s moon.
Spring us.
Special you.

Wilt the secret,
laugh.
Sweet earth
the old day
clumps to mold.
A shadow reappearing
for verse.
Vapid torpid butterfly
vacuous wings.

Maternity air bleeding.
Wry fingers veil patterns
of wombs.
Disease for a life.
Vanity for the dead.
Benumbed sun casts
marble grass.

Silver Lake frost
crystal bird.
Lost drowsy noonday
birth.
Tears bumble like
bees on fire this
is how we are wounded
with dusted wings.

Cry for the dead.
Cry for babies being
born.
Ask for a blessing
to a higher God.
Wake the trees
slip onto eternity.
Awake and save
your womb.
Unchanged not knowledgeable
cursed beyond repair.

Grab Feet

2008-09-08T10:04:00.001-07:00

Slather time
Valid torpid upon her mind
beauty with a solution
Represent sound
Follow society
the tinge idea to live

Sister's Needle

2008-09-08T09:45:00.000-07:00

You wake yesterday.
Will peace wear worry?
The salt's smile.
Fire's translucent self.
Why?
Steel hole rot.
Less eternity.
Sad sky present.
The web soft to the night.

Trust and think.
Velvet voice star sail.
Sex from porcelain.
Embrace.
Melt.
Explore.
Change.
Linger to haunt
times secret.
Sacred with morning.
Healing see through
my window?
The rain's sister.

Concrete bleeds.
Needle surrounds,
to the vein.
Numb.
Gray tear.
Summer tan.
Screaming hate.
Her habit debates.
Perhaps burned a
body for disease.
Hiding eyes pale
white curtains for
your thunder.
Ash from the center
Flowers.
Clouds.

A habit closing your
eyes wild and free
as a honey bee
flying not caring about
us.
On the wings of death
eyes that speed through
this world alone.

Memories are just like throwing rocks

2008-09-08T07:02:00.000-07:00

Memories are just like throwing rocks
at a wall your arms get twisted, bent
out of shape sabotaging the sky.
Painting how life is before, after, here,
never.
Questions.
Circumstances.
A bridge quotation.
Walking through a maze toes bent
backwards socks wired.
Foretold accusations.

Training notes the music
outlived a dream.
Setting sun pattered a drug addiction, rain.
Sleeping with a right hand dreamer.
Ink to the back.
Words cut you in the dark.
Parting roads.
Sighing to God.
Breathing too fast daring to know.
Below- dust, fairies, Heaven, shade.

Hearts abandoned, sold.
Crucified bleeding just like God.
Circumcised.
Boob job.
One butterfly wing.
Colored moon.
Face like an angel, glass tooth.

Innocent not afraid.
Believing to love.
Thirsting for knowledge.
Stuck like bubblegum
against an ugly shoe.
Perpetrating anguish.
Flaring flames.
A burnt offering.
Candle's uplifting spirits.
Glowing hollow.

Memories a wall that needs
to be rebuilt.
Thrown, tossed, rigged up.
Driving down roads
having illusions.
Dare to know?

Pieces of Fall

2008-09-05T16:06:00.000-07:00

Viola orange hues of apple seed.
Purple flowers radiant energy from sound.
Haunted nylon needle captivating colors,
millions of colors.
Scarlet rose consisting alternating
to rebirth lost berry skies awaiting
destruction.

Earth's dead animal stuck like a
substance for a fingernail.
Ivory tusks resembling the moon's
drunk red eye.
Slanging teeth
Ambushing elephant bones.
Accusing the righteously stones
Ivan Colored divine proportion from
laws.
Stars clothed limb's dirt
and mercury learned to laugh.

Pieces of fall.
Earth "Through your one red eye you
have let the devil in"
Knit glass reflects
a face worn
carnival masquerading
clowns.

Dog's muzzle abused
a cosmetic masque.
Lubricating bangs.
A comical drifter
speaks farewell.
Opaque border
represent exposure
it's better to crawl
naked inside a tube
looking through the screen.
Blank with no expression.
Installing intentions to love.
Painting, masking the shield
from light.
Beautiful to the right eye
frolic to showing
the real image.
Evolution from
a mirror.
Diversion to bring
the darkness.

Soiled served without
milk.
Cold wet boots "humor"
silver ink's written lie.
Behind the mask the
hidden sun's current
defame.
Obsequies rest,
for beauty
isn't always there.

To Write

2008-09-01T19:19:00.001-07:00

To write is like white
paper living to God
ugly for a reason.

To write is like
nude pencils with
no purpose...

I hate being lost
without words
and to write again
means frames to
the pain and
a lonely heart
can begin to feel.

Mother's Words

2008-09-01T18:28:00.000-07:00

I was driving down a short road
I asked my mother where are you living, behind Dad's doors?
Do you wish for more?
I see a hint of Mother's smile
as she hides behind her broken eyes.

Above her pictures of angels and Jesus
but still I wonder how and when Mother got
so pure carrying me inside her womb.
Was she locked up in knots,
and once I was free did the bars still hold her lonely scars?
I can still feel her heartbeat and every night is another night.
The day arrives to another morning.

Mother calls, I listen to her talk about work
and how her soul hurts like a fire without the candle.
Putting out the flame, I listen every day.
This world is hell so lets burn it
and Heaven will arrive, we can live I can be born again.

Mother's nipples battled afraid
of the future
To hold
To arrive .

Shadows

2008-08-29T20:48:00.001-07:00

Your tongue slipping through my hair
I realize the best is always good when
I am caught inside your wheel drifting
down the road on a flat tire
I realize the moon is nude beside
of white sand
I realize love is a good thing
when you have it lost
in a dream

Race drama's heart
Love destiny's journey
Be yourself

I realize death will
come to us all
Every face has a name
Every soul has a purpose
Stand and fall
Bounce back up like
the snow-ice sun melting
light

Let there be shadows

For Pam

2008-08-26T19:49:00.000-07:00

If it makes any sense
the past is here and
why

The past is here
to rid you from sadness
and to comfort you
to the fall

Raise your head
up live for God he is
the only one who listens
to you when you cry

Wish for James to
arrive
He hears you in Heaven
Live your life
Stay beautiful
God loves You

Mirror

2008-08-26T19:44:00.000-07:00

Angel can you
hear me will
this life of God
be???

Taste me angel
flee away
Stay?

Star rush
to sands
Black the
sky with
frames

Mirrors
of memories
There is an
image of me
beside of a
ghost ropes
of dust

I see Heaven
A purpose
for innocence
Awaken
to a disguise the
real me

Pages

2008-08-26T19:39:00.000-07:00

Don't be alone when
you cry your love is
something beautiful
and maybe your words
has some meaning when
you say I love you I don't
want to be alone
I cast a stone into the
night

Say I prayer
I don't want to be
alone so this body
isn't broken it needs
repaired you can
adjust my legs against
your eyes and believe
I am beautiful
Hear a voice
Love burns
Stuff on the floor
Kiss me will you
I want you between
the pages a plus to
the heart
Beauty is on the inside
can you believe

Shadow

2008-08-26T19:27:00.001-07:00

When the one you love
dies and decides to
fly away from you closer
to Heaven you feel
as though a piece of
you is gone and there
is a cold breeze like
a cold ghost drinking
water

A dry spell is moving
through there are angels
around holding safe ground
Bodies are moving to
the ground buried 6 feet
Looking for toes or some
kind of clue for life
Only bones in the ground
Moving along to the sky
there is my loved one I
must be dead the shadow
is left behind

Rich

2008-08-26T19:25:00.000-07:00

I'm tired
of trying
to be rich
when I cannot
so I work more
to pay a bill
and when I
can be one with
myself I will
realize there is
more to life then
living but I get
up this morning
and I wish I was
a paper on the
4:00 news

I Wait For You To Sleep

2008-08-26T19:12:00.000-07:00

I wait for you to sleep
it won't be long before
I will be beside of you
and once I am beside of
you lying in bed it will
leave my mind empty
because your eyes are
closed and why don't
you stay awake

When you are asleep
we cannot talk but
I love you more I dream
to hold you awake.
The alarm is an orange
and I just want to eat
you alive
I dig your soul
Am I your apple
can I dance
on your head
alive and spread
like a flower in the
dark
without water
dying away
to the sun
The room is
now alone where
are you

Save Me

2008-08-26T19:07:00.000-07:00

Save me from grace
Save me from falling
Give me some faith
Make me feel what's
real
Steal the light
and call me to
what's right
I don't want to
die alone or
carved to a stone
I just want to be
loved.

Save this soul
from counting
the roll
We're living in
sin it's a deal
when you have
your angel to kill

Save me from
flying the night
is worth biting
when the steal
is real
Why

Why must we live
Why must we die
Save me
Stand to close
the wind ends
with winter's smile

Light

2008-08-26T18:58:00.001-07:00

Light
Light this life
make it bright
with your smile
and kiss your
lips with a slip
of the tongue
Say I love you
dear can you
love me whisper
in my ear?

Light
Light this soul
make it death
open the door
then you will find
what's locked inside
is time.
Time for you to
see that morning
is day and anger
can clash with the
spoon laughing
to the dull
breath.

Light
Light this candle
into the night
watch the flame
and fade away.
Fade just as
you arrived
painted to me
in red, sold
to rid
life.

Light
Life.
Be more
of you.
Maybe I
could feel...