Friday, February 20, 2009

James Holland - Riddle - Poetry 1

I, the jewel of the earth
Shimmer like a million sequence.
Beds, for miles and miles.
At times I go: Woosh, Splash, and Bang.
I'm the entertained and entertaining.
Ripples of velvet sapphire ribbons.
Mothers misbehaved child.

Who am I?

James Holland - Two Tone - Poetry 1

Moreso than not I am pastel orange
So tangy and dry
Sad and salty
Chalkie and dull.
Other days I am light sky blue
Watery rain
Sweet and fair skinned
Somber sweet clouds
These are the colors of me.

James Holland - Acrostic - Poetry 1

Hopeful
Outgoing
Lego Lover
Laughing
Awesome
Jubilant
Amazing
Moving

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Goodnight

I feel such anger toward everything,

And everyone.

Things seem to just not matter,

Like they did before.


I see a face,

And disregard it.

I see a smile,

And can’t bring myself to care.


The life that once was filled with happiness,

Lay a baron wasteland,

Of dry tears,

And thoughtless thoughts.


Where are the things,

That once made me whole?

They’ve seemed to disappear,

Vanish, without a trace.


I’m left here to wander,

Carelessly about.

Seeking a life of absence,

Aimlessly.


Someone,

Anyone.

Goodbye,

And goodnight.

You

Why did the last breath hurt the most
I’m still trying to think
Why I’m feeling dead inside
There’s only so much I can take

You pushed me until I was at the edge
With ten inches left to go
I finally break from the inside
I just thought id let you know

You pushed me to my death
Thank you so much for your care
You left me at the bottom
While I still gasped for air

Longing for the life you broke
It burned out like matches
I wish I could start again
But all I have is ashes

Used

Looking back at myself
How could I be so used
Listening to all those lies
Made me so confused

Mistaken for a friend
You tore the flesh clean through
Relentlessly slashing at my soul
Nothing is all I can do

Ghost in the shadows
Taking the wrong advice
Taking the easy way out
Taking the easy life

You betrayed all foundations
Shaking the meaning of truth
How can you sit there and tell me
Its eye for an eye tooth for tooth


Gabcast! Poetry #1



Colorblind

I'm unfolding right before your eyes.
Your only demon in disguise.
Parallel to a monster you'd never want to meet,
hiding under this brand new skin.
You can't see right through me
even though its paper thin;
a cellophane wall of distrust.
Even if you don't, I must.
Through my blackened eyes
I see a world of white
swirled by ladles of color.
Brightening this haze of life.
How can you say I'm at my lowest low
when I've risen to my highest peak?
This feeling will not fade away.
You cannot melt this smile off my face
until you've felt what I am feeling.
You don't know you're alive or that you're even breathing.
Step outside your box and come take a walk with me.
I'm sure then, you'll see what I see.
I'm chaining this demon, keeping it locked inside my head
and laying him to sleep alone in bed.
So that when I wake I'll be alright
and through my midnight eyes;
I'll see black and white.