Laughter (poem)

 

Glint in the eyes of his laughter

Spreading everywhere

Like a million stars

Sprinkled on his hair

He can keep it for as long as you do

And maybe for a while after its been long too

As a memory

How is making someone sad

compared to making someone happy

He never made the right ones happy

but the people that he made happy were always the right ones he had.

Osiris Drawing

Age of Mythology - Osiris, god of judgement.

Figures of speech

Hey did you see that man throw hearts at kids?

Hey yeah, I can throw a million at you.

What??

Nothing, just a figure of speech.

 

The next day in the cafe

Hey my friend bought me a present, isn't it great?

Yeah ,what do I care.

Really?

No, it was just a figure of speech

What did he get?

In the classroom after the class

Hey, I got really bored today, this guy was watching me all day

I know, if I could I would have ripped his head off

What are you saying??

No, its just another figure of speech. 

I was just kidding.

 On a letter by the bed

I would shine brighter than a million suns 

If I had you.

A hand that would give you all the happiness in the world

But the lips that refuse to stare, wish to share

This with you

That I'm in love with you.

And all that the letter was,

was a bunch of figures of speech.

Guest blog by Frank Allen - Eyes like shrapnel.

Here is a firey poem by Frank Allen. He is an awesome artist and also a guitarist. His blog features a new drawing everyday that you can look at and discover something new every time you look at it!


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Eyes like shrapnel.

Eyes sharp like shrapnel,

I saw the dew.

There was the feedback.

between your trusted empty interior,

I felt for the cavity.

A stare, a causal glance,

a trial by fire, to tear free.

And then a chance,

yet thoughts like a scribbling.

They feed from the heavens.

after they rain down in finish.

Below we grasp at the shards,

reaching for metallic feelings,

sipping on the juices of the void.

An empty sentence,

a walk in a direction,

a meaningless exchange,

a sense of regret,

a freedom so revealing.

Peace in the sky,

bring forward the emptiness,

the blinding of light.

Twins though crippled,

fire comes from their hands.

Eyes like shrapnel

Eyes like shrapnel,

Eyes like shrapnel

Eyes like shrapnel

Eyes like shrapnel . . . . . . . . . . . 

Frank Louis Allen 17.36 GMT 03-12-2011

Blog : Frank's Daily Doodle

The closed pool.

A splash of water on your face

Brought back refreshing memories of a swimming pool

The pool where you learned to swim as a child

the one where your brother drowned

The freshness is still in it as it was on that day

and the memory is still as still as it will ever be

as was the water and would be from then on

in your life, through every waking day.

Girl in a hat

The girl in a hat smiled

Caused a sparkle in your mind

Maybe it was the way the sun light fell 

that caused you to smile this way

You think to yourself.

But impertinent thoughts you like to drive away.

You know it leads you to wanting more.

What is impertinent, 

you just can't decide anymore.

Centre of the earth

I see you scrambling down a mountain far away

Tumbling or falling

I can feel you losing your wings

as you fall beneath the Center of the earth

I can wake you up before the crows do

absorb the extra sun rays that would do you harm

In an inverted gravity, I can make you fall

Over me beneath the Center of the earth

Through a wave of hallucination, as the rainbow wipes clean

I can risk the colors to paint them back on.

In the field of water where the currents turn to drown you around

I can set you lose, from the center of this ground.