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Friday, July 27, 2012

normal?

psycopath tendencies never elude, my psyche a chalkboard for scholars, to configure what unknown prognisis, is left to discover, un-cover, devour, exploit, medicate, never emancipate, only a wall of mirrors, enter the dragon style, where the villian with claws, cuts me and laughs as I withdraw,... Sign in to see full entry.

child to adolescent (Can you remember) child to adolescent (Can you remember) can you remember as a young child, how simple things were, saturday mornings my body felt like a locomotive, soon thereafter, came soft lip first kisses, finger tips entered, button fly's werent' zippered, never touched,... Sign in to see full entry.

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just to remind you guys, I have a blogspot with the above address. cpy and pst. Let me know what you thinks. Feel free to post and think about it as a "Picnic area or outside concert area where similiar minds can be themselves." Trivial knowledge for the young at heart. Sign in to see full entry.

regrets, the psychological baggage that some carry, like a wisp of exhaled cigerette smoke, lingers, some like, some can't stand the smell, with this, flags are raised and it takes me into one more good fight, into the frey, unknowing and uncaring of whether I come back from, this un-winable fight,... Sign in to see full entry.

and there I was, sitting in a puddle of self-induced pitiful mud, sorrow overwhelmed everything in my blackened mind, heart and world, thinkin' it was time to let it go, turn the tables so to speak, you know, I will always have love for you, bro, even though, Maybe I shouldn't, 'cause I was let... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

sunny-side

eased back into a plastic chair, sitting in the evening's day, on this balcony high, my imagination drives as I see myself dance 'cross the water, relaxed I tell my tension bye, my troubles washing away softly into the crashing tide, tumbled and jumbled in with seaweeddy slime, and churning sand,... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

dreams come as crashing waves, consistant are these waves as dreams are to sleep, sitting next to a dream I had what seems to be a long time ago, but the night skies, shooting stars, lapping of mother's milk against, the sands of time, the sand that pours thru the hour glass that can never be turned... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 20, 2012

to go to sleep, and dream of fantasia, lightning bolts, high seas, willows who seem talk, yet they're trees, cartoonish like characters, pitch shadows over your shoulder, to a symphony of music, which gets louder and louder, then, awaken on an abandoned island, abandoned of problems, and full of... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

ephiphany 2

thoughts race thru my mind, twisting and turning and curving and burning, trapped in an illusion in which I am bound, hurting, internal, and I sit here, now, at this moment, wondering, pondering as some of you poets know, but, thru my window's pain (pane) I see life, as it should be, the maple... Sign in to see full entry.

ephiphany 2

thoughts race thru my mind, twisting and turning and curving and burning, trapped in an illusion in which I am bound, hurting, internal, and I sit here, now, at this moment, wondering, pondering as some of you poets know, but, thru my window's pain (pane) I see life, as it should be, the maple... Sign in to see full entry.

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