An ol' cheesy one from a while back. I've got a little vacation going so now I'll have time to actually make more.
Getting cold here finally. Excited for winter? I love the cold but the heaters zap the humidity so it's a pain to keep up the humidity in my snake cages. Just switched my male over to coconut husk which was admittedly overdue. Now his humidity is spiked but my female's is low despite her enormous water bowl and husk.


We can post works here and just chat idly. How's everyone's day/night going?
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The stars

Glisten

Drip

Why do you drip
up so luxuriously

For the secrets,
you must shush

For the things,
You must witness

All in silence

Blanketing

Cooling

Not as optimistic as your friend
The forest

Who's branches shelter

Who endlessly gives 'til end

Stars

Who have bore witness

Who have lived
And
Who has not

They listen
To
Woes
Hopes
Dreams
Cries
Laughs
Howls
Lives

Will you weep
At the silence?

Or will you rejoice
For the peace

When we are gone.

Do you care
When we go?

No, no

Because we stay

Under the trees

Under the sky

Hiding from your eyes

Giving back

You watch on

Silent judges

Knowing
Misfortune
Misery
Morose
Desperation

Knowing
softness
Passion
Kindness
Hope

Punctures in the void

What's through
What's through

What secrets do you hide
Up there
So far from our grasp

Do you despise
The moon?

Who outshines you

Who takes the center of the stage

Who takes the paper under poets pen

Who takes the shadows for silver

Who distracts from the small things

From the meaning.

Life
Isn't about the big things

No, no

Life
You see
Is about the small things
That make up the mural.

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I'm doing well. It finally got below freezing here. It gets super cold in my room, I'm in a bonus room above the garage, so very little heat gets to my room. I love snuggling up in blankets though, so it's a win lose situation. Here's two different poems.
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Travel mighty beast of shadow
haunting the waking dreams
and the dead reality

Call upon the mourners hour
leaving the rain to fall
echoing the nightmares of day

Fly demons of night
preforming candlelit crimes
and destroying the innocent

-
The moon casts a ghostly light
Revealing the blood red lilies as they bloom at midnight,
Nightmares come from twisted dreams
And nothing is as it originally seems.

Left in the shadows to drift on by
The haunting memories of those who have been sentenced to die,
A wooden stage is built in the town square
People ready to judge what is and isn't fair.

Those who left a trail of misery and sorrow
Are sentenced to death upon the morrow,
And the blood red lilies become an even darker shade
As falls the man who from the light has strayed.

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I love blankets too. Few cats, some blankets, and hot cider? Winter and fall are my seasons for sure.
It used to get to the negatives in my old home but since I've moved the winters have been pretty disappointing.
Ahh I like the last line in your second.



Swallow the cold
Let it sink

Entangling it's coils in hair
Brushing its hands over bare skin

Red noses and
Shivering hands

Rich to poor
Black to white
It slithers down throats alike

Swirling steam
Rises from our mouths
Desperate to escape

Pulling our legs
Tugging our hands
Hugging our waists

Wanting soft lively warmth

Yearning
For what they may not
Possess

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I just want
To leave
Write a new font
'Cause I can't breathe

I've gotta fever
In my chest
Maybe I'm a misbeliever
'Cause I can't get any rest

I can't leave
My home
To breathe
'Cause it's outlandish to roam

But

I've got
My sisters
To unknot
My resisters

I have
My brothers
To salve
My wonders

Not everything
Is down
Remember there's spring
'Cause we shouldn't all drown

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This is a very emotional bit from a point in my life, but that's just the majority of the deals I make. I call this one, "Once upon a time"
<3
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I yearned for your embrace,
having constantly searched for a reason for us to collide.
Such a beautiful feeling it was,
to feel at home next to someone--
Regardless of the fact we were miles from it.
It was so peaceful,
so humble.
Even the most thunderous nights
turned into a lullaby for me;
it was all because of you.
There came a day I finally wanted you to know,
"You're my home."
The words just never came out.
At least,
not directly.
I tried my very best.
My thoughts twisted and my stomach churned.
All I could muster was,
"I like you."
But inside,
I knew those words didn't justify how I truly felt.
So I stood by your side,
even as you never gave me full assurance.
After all, I only received,
"I don't know."
But physically, you would hold my hand
and hold me in an embrace that felt safe.
That's all I need, is what I told myself.
But alas, the days kept flying by.
We had our first fancy meal together,
our first full concert together,
our first beach trip together,
our first kiss.
Never once did you return those words,
the ones I fought myself so hard to even mutter...
I grew impatient and gradually felt more uneasy.
This is it. One more day.
That day arrived and he was gone.
"Please, I have someone new."
I was closed off, I sealed the deal.
Out of fear.
"Pitiful." Is what I say,
as I look in the mirror.
"You cower behind others as though
it was their fault, when in actuality,
it was you."
No more.
It's over.
The end.

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Walking In Midnight

I never thought
This is where I'd be

Pavement underfoot
Stars overhead

Cars flash past
Carrying away worries

The wind is cold
And nips our skin

I never thought
I'd find myself here

The tall grass
Whispers next to us

The skinny trees
Sing songs just for us

The sharp cold
Dulls just for us

I never thought
They'd be here

Despite the cigarette smoke
The air is sweet

Despite the dark
The ends twinkle orange

Despite the cold
The warmth hits our fingers

I never thought
I'd make it here

Three silhouettes
Placed against the headlights

Three faces
With different stories

Three lives
Walking in midnight

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Happy holidays guys!
I really like how this one came out, I think it might be one of my better ones.
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I'm just getting started
Barely begun
That's something to say
When you can't see the sun

Sailor of cold
I go by the moon
There're stars over my head
Can you hear the loon?

There's a chill setting
It's in my hands
You expect something there
But there's little in these meadowlands

There's a soft breeze
It chills my skin
And I suddenly doubt
That I can win

But there's a brush on my cheek
And I look up to see
In a sky full of Stars
It's not just me

The twinkling stars are bright
And I can't help but to admire
I wonder, do you think
Can I myself light a Fire?

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