Explorations of Everything

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Monday, November 24, 2008

Write a poem for the world, As we destroy the whole big thing – Write a chorus for the silent, What else could the tears bring? O, if the rivers could write… If they could be weak like me – O, if the mountains could sing… If they could cry they could see. Write a poem for the words, The calling’s... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Well here it is – And my heart’s broke again, I’ve got two cigarettes left – Started smoking at ten. I am not surprised - My life doesn’t seem To like much success, So I’ll curse while She’s in the other room, And begins to undress. Look at me – It’s obvious and It’s painful – It’ll never be good... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

firepit.

Around the fire sit, Men condemned to pit – Who live off thirteen licks, And the taste of spit. Who sing out to no one, And I hear it from the grave – Contest that can’t be won, Whose life to save? If God sits on throne, He must sleep there too, He can’t hear my prayer tone – And I’ve not said too... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Distressing insanity! The horrible truth of my life’s brevity! Oh, demons and whimsical voices That drag me down the road – Oh, its all Madness! Oh! Its all nothing but sadness! I fall back, headfirst into the void, If only I was still a little boy, Before the world tore me apart – In its mechanized... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

deadmen.

I want to bleed, Like a poet for independence, I’m sick of these Dead Men – I’m done paying penance. Sick of the old, grey puppets, Treating my birth like a mistake – They act like it’s folly I was born, I find the only way to live is ragged and torn. So I’ll bleed and breathe, On broken bones and... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

My heart beats so hard it corrodes my chest, Only one life to be had, only concerned with the best, Lungs thirst for more and more and nothing, Brain be bankrupted and it’s begging for something. Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

too heavy.

There's too much weight on society's boughs! Fruit of blind labor take branches to new lows - They're too heavy now to face the sun, And now the fruit be eaten by where we begun - Roots are always thirsty. The present feeds on past, But now the past consumes future, How long will the... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Tipping Point

The reality is daunting – As truth always be, I see the world at tipping point – Of glory or catastrophe. These are moments of action Potentially ruthless – Strung up by expensive suits, And executed by the toothless. We all see the warriors – Amassing on the shores of seas, Stone cold eyes... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 6, 2008

onionboy

It all cascades - In the halls of the lost promenade, My feet those of a wanderer - Lost without a name for things. I clean my face in vain - No matter how hard the scrub, The stories of my pores remain. Each layer of filth Is just another year - Like a tree my cross-section Makes my age clear. I... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

I Scream! Oh, I scream when I dream! I’ve lost my heart it seems – Amongst the sea of lost souls! What happened to the beat, That used to vibrate my chest? Sickening siphons of sadness, Replace it only with Loss, If only I had known the cost! But No! NO! NO! NO! Fuck, fate failed me five times... Sign in to see full entry.

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