Poetry
This is the general category of fuckery that goes on and on and doesn’t seem interested in stopping.
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There’s no word like it, like the one that I say, when I see my dear people going away. Say be safe and have fun, but what I really mean is,
Go and come back, and that I will miss you, as I do every time, when I feel you far and the urge to go somewhere to be where you are
If I could reach out and see far away I would look around in a city I have never been.
I didn’t know where you were off to, even whispered by others, but I watched as the wild ones waved their goodbyes to the cities below.
As the boys took off, headed for the sky, I hope when you do you aren’t afraid to fly.
I wish you safe, I am afraid of planes, I hope you are safe.
I feel the apprehension.
It’s a day away, have a party on stage.
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The farther away the closer the feeling. The more distant the nearer.
Odd a dream of flying as they were taking off. To think it’s funny when it may just be how it is as I am.
If the weather is kind and there is time to relax, don’t forget to sleep and don’t forget to have fun.
What happens when it’s spread over a farther space and the people in between have no concept of the place?
Does it occur again where the world seems to stretch and the people seem to wake and the place seems to get
Lost in the stories that were untold.
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In a moment of freedom, standing on the back of a house that doesn’t exist,
Looking into the distance and wanting to leave.
Who could I go to who could I see?
A hesitant second, it was him, then in a flash a realisation,
I could fly to you
The wings spread, the trying to fly,
As the oceans approached and we took to the sky
And the waking from a dream, awoken to stop.
Couldn’t reach, try not to think of it,
Go through the day.
Awake from the start of it, even as the words pull and scream the names,
And the body is exhausted from the sickness within it,
Trying to keep it together and have hope.
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The pieces of the stars, guided by the ones. Pretending not to listen, and they grow quiet.
The stubborn one never, and the questions for proof and answers as the proof showed outside the self.
The grit teeth of the messenger as the dragging into the light. The reason the song puts that pain in my spine. The sound of a voice begging out of desperation.
Such a kind voice, and of course it’s true, the need is there.
Just another one.
Trapped in the wings.
Always they fall quiet as the history is told and the knowledge it doesn’t cause fear, but disappointment in the actions of the past.
Seemingly ineffectual, seemingly quiet, seemingly bleeding.
Simply listening and feeling, thinking and listening, attaching questions to the answers, the strings that attach.
A sapphire beside the diamond.
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Every day ended alone, every night is the same. The dreams point me back, arm straight, finger pointing to the distance.
Trying to get there, trying to find a way. Trying to get back, trying to know just why.
Even sleepless, the moments of dreams, like magnetic pulling to you, why am I the only one?
I’m here every day, passed by every day, every day alone and lonely.
Just lonely. Why do I have to be lonely?
In dreams people hear me, see me, and understand, in the daylight they don’t see me, they walk on by.
All I can seem to be is the one who watches on the sidelines, as the others find their way.
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Sitting on the side of the road, feet planted in the street,
And I wonder how you’ve been and how you are.
Staring at the sky, painting pictures with my mind,
And wondering what the new sound will be.
This endless craving to be near someone who’s never been that close,
The call to somewhere and the pull,
The urge to run free for a day, spent hiding away,
Closer but away,
Every single day,
Feelings strong, longing long,
And far, far away.
I love you. I’ll love you.
I need you. I’ll need you.
I want you. I’ll want you.
I wish you were near. It’s not like home here.
Taking a puff on the side of the road, staring up and thinking of you and those around who I hope are well and I
Hope you are well. Please, stay well.
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