Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Platinum Butterfly Again

"Like a Butterfly"

Raise your voice if it breaks
if it fails to utter the words the way you wished
Don't let their hands cover you now
You are like a butterfly that flies through
the meadow to show
that though there be one thousand bees
buzzing to and fro
you will be the one with gentle wings
silently to come and go
Raise your voice if it breaks
if it fails to be given chance the way you wanted
Don't let their arms hold you down
You are like a butterfly that settles on a flower
in a meadow just to show
that though there be one thousand bees
buzzing to and fro
you will be the one with gentle wings
who's beauty softly comes to bestow


3/26/13

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"Platinum"

They're all fools in playful clothes
like clowns dressed for a show
In button ups and brighter shades
and some shall wear a bow
She's made of plastic and he's made of paper
Yet you call them like your own
While you're made of platinum, but you don't see it
Shame...look what they've done
They're all drones in line of color
like puppets being played for a crowd
In button ups and brighter shades
and painted faces vivid and loud
She's made of plaster and he's made of pinstripes
Yet you call them like your own
While you're made of platinum, but you don't see it
Shame...look what they've done
They parade about on strings in bright colored things
in a show made for a crowd screaming loud
they dance like fools and clowns button up and bright
with swirls and colored hair and polka dots and stripes
And there you are all platinum, precious; you shine
Like a beacon sticking out at the end of the line
You have no strings but mimic them
Such a damned shame
For fools like them to take your rarity
Where shall I place this blame?

3/16/13

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"Alive Again"

Your radiance, your alabaster
skin
you're contagious
with laughter that trickles in
my whispering soul
hiding out inside carrion
you laugh and like the
spring
I come alive again

3/23/13



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