Poetry Blog by Michael W. Lankford

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Fearful and Trembling

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I slide down a rope
     into the empty chasm 
          which is your cold heart. 
I light a fire 
          in the depths of your despair. 
You hate me anyway. 
It rains. 
An ocean is born; 
          it swallows me whole. 
Darkness engulfs me. 
Surrounded by other misguided souls. 
I feel their cages; 
     I discover mine. 




NOTE: I wrote this at age 15. I have edited it since, but I think it'...

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Sailor Song

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i am drawn to

    seas of clouds above in nothingness    

                    the seas of water

    the seas of open land and forests

    the cities with seas of

                        concrete and people

i was born to be a

                                sailor

 

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Outer Rims of the Jellosphere

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Ok, fine, it isn't a poem, but this song is an original composition and performance by my two man art group "The Karma Junkies." Listen and enjoy. :)

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Untitled

A silent, night sky is loud with the city’s glow.

Reflections upon the water; lead thoughts below.

the humming is fuel to the fire,

    for the electric, funeral pyre.

Colors show who you really are around here,

    there is no time for fear.

Or is there? - where’s little sister?

    If you see her, say I miss her.

Wait.

Rain beating down like laughter on my ears;

  ...

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Lips

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On my lips

I want pressed

The lips of another

misunderstood creature

 

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Untitled

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oil swirling 

dancing and in hand

with dirty water

ripple down the street

 

a screeching tire

splashing and skids

on the empty, black road

disturbing dance

 

the engine pumped faster, the gray sky smiled in turn

the tire hopped a curb, then flew from the ground

 

the tire clashed with the earth

mud splattered the clean paint

the car rushes to gain an in...

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