Hope Bionic (DFC 2015)in seas of whiteHope Bionic (DFC 2015) by betwixtthepages
she blinks awake--
a blind mistake.
with shallow breaths
she wades the tide
and seeks the depths
of heartbeats left
to vein her eyes.
in empty space
her blue hope tries
to sweep the lies
from frozen skin.
an aching pulse
stutters, and then
she sleeps again--
fears burning bright.
Fae Glass (DFC 2015)In clear glass orbs 'round slender neck, small feet squirm in agitation.Fae Glass (DFC 2015) by betwixtthepages
"Don't leave me here!" comes sing-song cry. "You owe me an explanation!"
Dark magic sparks in tiny hands; she's rife with indignation--
but snared within a prison world, she can only seethe frustration.
DFC #16 - Approaching ChristmasApproaching Christmas
As we approach this time of year
When everybody’s full of cheer,
I think of you, wishing you here;
But you can’t be here you are gone.
Throughout this time of joy and peace
When joy and laughter never cease,
I think of you, my boy deceased;
‘Cos from you I cannot move on.
When children squeal and unwrap toys,
That are bringing laughter and joy
To little girls and little boys;
Once you were that – my little one.
Dangerous Thoughts halted- DFC 2015 #16Tom Odell is so hot. Full stop.
-Yikes. Bring in thought police, cop.
-All his tears have been used on (swap
self whoever) another love.
Do not get mad at me. I just
try not to write 'bout me. Cussed.
Take me into custody. Bust.
I am selfish. -That is a shove.
Is this a coming out? No, not.
It may be a cumming out. -Snot!
-That is a liberal, free thought.
-That's gross. Bring me a boxing glove.
16. Running the StreetsRunning the streets
Pay the fine give them the money
Skip out, jail cells ain't that sunny
They'll bust your face up, nose runny
But that's the thing about the cops
They dislike whites they hate all blacks
What they buy with taxpayer stacks
Militarized police attacks
Swat your home, office, and your shops
The first thing cops hear, some new slang
Last sound "gangsters" hear, a loud bang
That's why I treat them like a gang
Cause they leave the blood to the mops
Undercover cops playing whores
Sure as swat teams break down wrong doors
Shutting down the trade with drug wars
Come on now, weed ain't hurt no one
Milwaukee still plants most those guns
More arrests than World Series runs
Sirens blaze, mothers with less sons
Suing the police? sure they won
Larry Wilmore's telling me to snitch
Hope your show gets canceled you bitch
I so hope your producers ditch
Just a honkey for me to shun
Dec 16th - Susurrus PulseEvery heartbeat holds a secret
Hush and try your best to keep it
Do not speak, you might just regret
To hear your heart on strangers' tongues.
OrchestrationsWhat never-ending song is this
in which the rhythm goes amiss
while harmony barely exists?
Such cacophony must not be.
But who can silence such a song?
To burn the theatre would be wrong,
as the audience plays along.
Instead, perhaps I'll find the key.
The staccato hijacks my heart
when I listen truly for its art.
The next movement will bring my part;
my mad symphony of the free.
A Book Worm's Life - Dec 16I love to read all day, all night
A new book: such a lovely sight
Each new story is a delight
I am forever a book worm
I vanish into the pages
Feel the sadness and the rages
Of the villains, knights, and mages
This is why I love these sojourns
DFC 2015 #16: Striving StridencyFlying airships between towers
Humble sign of humble powers,
Golden statues replace flowers,
All shadows feature silver light.
Obelisks have been erected,
Architecure's been perfected,
Hardly any flaw's detected,
A Moloch of unchallenged might.
Factories ornate the city
Expelled yellow clouds are pretty,
And the stream deserves no pity,
Meandering out of one's sight.
Tiny lookig ships, huge bridges,
Pavement in the sky abridges
Distance between mountain ridges,
And no visible source of plight.
Utopian wish and vision,
Hard and everlasting mission,
Aim of undisturbed ambition,
Resulting in eternal fright.
The Elementalsposies grow from my fingertips
dirt and rock dominate my trip
so far away from the eclipse
earth element grounding the four
I give you that warm summer breeze
I blow the fall leaves from the trees
angry thunder or still, at ease
air element forevermore
my tears are raindrops falling free
ocean will only dance for me
my home will always be the sea
water element not folklore
I am the sun's blistering heat
warmer, warmer, warmer, repeat
balancing light is bittersweet
fire element mild uproar
DFC 2015 Day 16: Parting Is Such Sweet SorrowOh, do not wear a somber mien.
This future was not unforeseen.
The curtain falls on every scene.
It hurts my heart to hear you weep.
Let not my passing on depress
your laughter into bitterness,
but kiss me ere I must egress.
I do not die; I merely sleep.