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Killing the Silence
It's something like the skies whispering answers
in thunderhead form,
and I'll stay steady asking
with morse code lighters, and broken bottles,
in sand storm battalions, my feet are at war with passion.
Standing tall never feels good when the wind blows,
and tonight, the stars have never spoken so loudly.
The words come out like lyrics,
singing of what I'd think, if I ever was where
I wished I was,
and I realize, that poetry is nothing
but pointless vandalism,
so I spray on,
and destruction has never felt so good.
in thunderhead form,
and I'll stay steady asking
with morse code lighters, and broken bottles,
in sand storm battalions, my feet are at war with passion.
Standing tall never feels good when the wind blows,
and tonight, the stars have never spoken so loudly.
The words come out like lyrics,
singing of what I'd think, if I ever was where
I wished I was,
and I realize, that poetry is nothing
but pointless vandalism,
so I spray on,
and destruction has never felt so good.
Published 6th Dec 2011
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Everything has a point... Even a spork. Lol
I enjoyed the write. Destruction of ones writing. At the sametime piss on it im going to continue. But that only one point of view.
I enjoyed the write. Destruction of ones writing. At the sametime piss on it im going to continue. But that only one point of view.
7th Dec 2011 5:40am
Both visually and in sound, you make pictures of words, each worth a thousand words. I love the idea of poetry being vandalism that you endlessly paint the world with. The destruction of whatever was underneath it sings to the soul of Robin Hood. Poetry is as pointed as the pen that proved mightier than the sword, though perhaps the point of that old saying is lost in a world of keyboards and tasers. And as a ham radio operator, spreading the word in morse code is a very interesting bit of imagery. jj
7th Dec 2011 11:35pm
I often think of the analogy of the pen being mightier than the sword when I write...it might sound contradictory to be saying this on a website where these poems were clearly typed, but it is very much apart of my proccess to interact with pen and paper, and everything I write on here was first written in a note book. Thank you for the feed back :)
