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The Ride of OromeThe stars were young upon the heaven’s dome
and darkness dwelt under the shade of trees
and in the darkness evil creatures roamed,
when a horn sounded clear and pure in breeze.
Like thunder rode there Béma on his steed
and Nahar's mane shone bright with silver light:
glistening dream, the music of his feet,
before them fled the creatures of the night.
Now hoofbeats silenced, Béma rides no more
in Middle-earth under the rays of Sun,
but Nahar's children still stay on this shore
and on the grass of Rohan freely run.
The lords of horses, Mearas free and strong,
the steeds of kings that came out of a song.

Her Smiling Eyes Took FlightHer cheeks bend the corners in her eyes
Into eagle wings when she would smile,
Thinks twice of me then flies my way,
Warmly perched on my desires awhile,
But her footsteps have now been lifted;
She had been headshot, the man bolted,
And her mortal form just then, exalted.

It's Always Better Next Timeshe's at my door,
she smells like sex and alcohol.
she says she loves me,
and can she crash here tonight?
this is the way this always goes,
i shouldn't say yes but i can never say no.
so she trips out of her clothes,
and here we go again.
i won't say i don't love her,
but this cycle is wearing on me.

so tell me if you know.
where does this leave us now?
somewhere between acceptance and denial,
a second time around.
thought we'd left this behind,
thought you'd pushed me far enough out of your indecisive mind,
but suddenly last night..
i'd almost forgotten the way you move,
the way you taste,
and the last time we were in this

Title this later, there's a leaf in the sky...Some days I only see the scattered clouds retreating a blank sky
Sometimes I fear the passing of the rain so much that I lie to the sun to go away

Sometimes I only see in the fog
But sometimes night bleeds into my days

I prey to hold onto what I know in those crisp stark moments
And not forget as I sift through still frames
Where only one image is seen at a time
Sometimes a poisonous venue

And I have to go through the process of going through the entire photo album
To remember where I stand

I find, to my surprise, that I landed like a cat
But I'm prone to the grasses that slow my breathing

Sometimes I just have to sift like shells

What A Man WantsSix tender feet tall,
striking
like fresh purple lightning.
Crawl your way into
my craft,
my veins,
my breath
like a lady
bug me the way a flower
gently nudges the side
of an old orchard tree
in august winds
Pulling at the protective
film of my brain
Immortalizing my skin,
Industrializing my heart,
and taking away what
I want to be and
making me into who I am to become.

Walk away
backwards
because you can't stand
to look away
but look this way and
you'll understand
that I've walked two moons
in your moccasins
and I've played with
spears, and guns,
and hate
and I've realized that
its not for me.

In y

ChaseFor the third grade talent show,
Chase Tidwell dressed up as a cowboy
And preformed "YMCA" with an Indian,
Construction worker, cop, and a soldier.

In first grade, his biggest accomplishment
Was that his initials spelt out the word, "CAT",
And for the first couple of years I cannot remember a time
When I didn't have to tell my friends,
"Yes, our names rhyme. No, we're not soul mates."
He was also the first person in my grade
Who learned how to say, "Hello, my name is Chase," in Spanish.

Hola, me llamo Chase. Hola, me llamo Chase. Hola, me llamo Chase

Nine years have passed,
And not much has changed.
Chase became taller, his brai

Paper dressLying in a bed with tubes in your arms
A paper dress preserving your innocence
Weakened and yet unbending
Scared yet fascinated by the movements around you

You maintain a sense of pride even when you haven't a scrap of dignity
A paper dress preserving your innocence
You tell them to turn away when the paper tears
They cannot see your tears as you try to cover your budding breasts

When you cannot move because of the pain
A paper dress preserving your innocence
And everyone is there for you but you just want to sleep
You feel ashamed but you know that everything could be worse

Let me go
My Innocence will be lost

On the SeafloorUnseeing eyes attracted to unseeing people:
a tidal cycle that pulls me under—
buries me,
beneath salted layers of foam.

I thought mistakes bred solutions—
different methods of hopeful change,
but I lay submerged,
and I subjectively ponder
this warden Loneliness
until my eyes secret watered gallons
to outline saline graves.

I rest in my watery casket of winding seaweed,
and I breathe in the moonlight from peaks of exuberant waves;

I pull the stars over my head, fluff the shell-filled sand
and am finally free.

The Blind WitnessGouging out the innocence from my eyes,
Bleeding red under the blackest sweet skies.
When all I witness before me is dour death,
Under bleak air that freezes all but frigid breath,
Where nothing screams but their silent lost cries.

Plucking out the oppulence from my mind,
Burning amber along the whitest loneliest line.
When all I witness before me is stale suicide,
Beside meek water that pleases all but morbid homicide,
Where nothing sleeps but their violet empty wine.

Sucking out the exuberance from my visage,
Boiling green above the gravest murder machine.
When all I witness before me is twisted terrorisation,
Opposite weak sa

Burrowed Lovedo you know what it's like to burrow
deep inside someone else
slip in through their eyes
cling to them like the world itself

if you share this feeling with me
I swear heaven chimes will ring
come into my heart
my hearth of hollow ground
a dawn ignites
a sea rains down
as two lovers entwine
happiness has been found

now you live in barren glades
and try to grow life
forgive me
the truth has been curtained in smoke
things i've promised eroded
happiness was such hard work

but their you are
still burrowed in me
ticking in my heart
half of it's beat
we fall down together
warm dirt around feet
with you, this

Highway Robberythe stitches run like train tracks across her heart,
but it must have derailed because the only sound is her monitor.
i've been awake for four days and nights just watching her sleep,
afraid if i close my eyes she might slip away without me.

her hands are wrapped in plaster casts
and there's still stained glass buried in her face.
her lips are broken and silent, her eyelids are static and braced,
and she's my angel full of staples, my sunshine.
please don't take my sunshine away.

closed my own eyes for only a second,
woke up on the wrong side of the road again,
your room is suddenly full of nurses and you're flatlining.
their voic

Beauty in ChaosI watch the pale fabric,
with failed grace,
cascade towards the ground.
A turbine spinning violently,
detaching in a whirlwind,
draining colour from the ocean,
running off with the wind's name,
as the daylight slowly fades to gray.
Reflected in your eyes
is only the sea,
rocking gently back and forth,
while the setting sun steals its beauty.
You take little notice of the indigo chaos
taking place above your absent mind,
where fabric folds disembark
from unsteady wooden pieces
and make their journey downstream.

© 2012

Promiseyou're a lover, you're a fighter,
you know as much about scar tissue as anyone.
none of this is too much for you to take
and i've watched you pretend not to notice when it rains.

but don't drown, because i'd hate to see that smile fade,
i'd hate to see those diamond eyes blurred grey,
promise me you won't drown.

and if you ever need to collapse, you know where to find me.
i want to be the one you run to when you need to run away, find me.
i won't ask any questions, and you don't need to say anything,
i'll hold you when you need to let go
for reasons only you know.

don't drown, i'd hate to see that smile fade out,
i'd hate to see

1 am fantasythe morning is totally black with frozen paint,

and

there is black-blue frost branching over her milky skin,
that creaks softly as it forms,

that runs like a helmet down her nose,
like curling tattoos around her eyes,
like inky fingers down her neck,

and she is hooked by sky-cold silver,
through her nose and eyebrow,
that tastes like ice when tongues run over it,
that tastes like the way the stars look,

and she would look at you like a star looks,
with something endless and sparking with ice,
with leather boots scuffed because she doesn't care,
with colorful shoe-laces and muscled arms,

and behind her back they flex,
they fill

We the Poets- Veiling LustWe,
The poets.

INVENTED
Love.

Through fabled fingers spouting metaphoric bliss,
Losing ourselves in their entrapping eyes,
Forgetting who we are,
Forsaken for our words.

Lost.

For what we think is love, we feel,
But only through our staggered breaths,
And stained innocence.
Beneath the dimming streetlights,
Hiding away in darkness.
A dress code less than strict.

A dance we needn't learn the steps to,
To a song that only we ascribe the lyrics.

Beneath the veil of something more,
The animal stands pacing.
And every touch,
Leaves our hearts racing,
Eyes locked,
Facing.
Gracing yearning lips with simple touch,

Lust only co

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This shot was taken at the cipher-solving game BEDNA in Prague. Such games use to last for about 20 hours, through the entire night. You get one cipher, and when you solve it, you learn the place where you should look for the next one. Onle the best few from about 200 teams get to the finish.
If you would like to try it, here I'm organizing an on-line form of such a game: