Sun Drop: Poems

220 · Dec 2017

Hallway

Sun Drop Dec 2017

Hallway

There is a dull path oft walked by the pilgrims,
A dark path, of pain, and loss, and regret,
That leads to a little mistake in creation,
Within which all sin can be found.

Inside, there's a hallway, unkempt and unwanted,
With holes in the walls for miles on end.
Each hole is the home of its own awful creature,
Hungry hands demanding a meal.

They start with your clothes, your cash, your possessions,
Move on to your hair, your teeth, and your skin,
Then they gnash on your muscles, your bones and your tendons,
and most won't have anything left.

But for those with their souls and an eye for the eldritch,
The hallway allows them to pass with their lives,
And much to the dismay of those who traverse it,
It takes them right back to their homes.

219 · Oct 2022

untitled

Sun Drop Oct 2022

untitled

To place a name upon me,
define me, make me real,
you first must claim to own me,
is this how fake you feel?

I see you from the mirrors,
but windows, to me, blind.
Then who do I appear for?
An unsuspecting mind?

I SIP YOUR FLOWING ICHOR.
YOUR BLEEDING SETS ME FREE.
YOUR WOUNDS, TO ME, ARE JUSTICE.
Soon I shall dwell with thee.

A sparkle in a puddle,
a star, reflected dim,
could set my form on fire,
and change my "me" to "him".

I've spent time in the forest,
and freezing in the snow,
to clear my mind of evil,
yet have nothing to show,
my anxious mind yet wanders,
to places I can't know,
and often faintly ponders
just who, to you, I show.

title is "untitled"

214 · Feb 2019

Grand Architecture

Sun Drop Feb 2019

Grand Architecture

Fates of a miracle, souls intertwined,
Fathoms of vigor by thee are designed.
Fluttering honeydew whispers so soft,
Finer than mist, her touch keeps me aloft.

Aberrant meetings, alone once again,
Warmth and affection are bolstered within.
Amplified passions, by fire, are tried.
Vivid intensity stands fortified.

207 · Oct 2021

Reckon

Sun Drop Oct 2021

Reckon

Nausea incarnate,
Live inside a dream
Feather duster roommate,
Yellow laser beam.

Structure incontrescent
Wraith of ancient flesh
Acrid odor, pungent
Titilating mesh.

Beast without a burden
Ghost without a care
Hear my skull come open
Think I'll cut my hair.

Putting on the face paint
Ash becomes my skin
Hear it, though it sounds faint,
Water flowing in.

196 · Mar 2021

A poem for the lady?

Sun Drop Mar 2021

A poem for the lady?

A poem for the lady, to remind of passions grand,
To touch her heart with fire, not to burn, but rather warm.
I'd have you any day, my love, and quickly take your hand,
You leave me so inspired to give spritely love such form.

A force of fearsome kindness does surround you at all times,
It snuffs those flames of hatred which I seldom do espouse,
And tends my heart to overwhelm, with feeling so sublime,
I've no recourse but to embrace the feelings you arouse.

A charmer, most magnificent, so perfect in your craft.
With timid, tender laughter decorating nature's muse,
One such as I cannot be helped from feeling so entrapped.
Your love demands reciprocation! I cannot refuse.

My dearest, you enthrall me. Risking affect, may I say,
I'd love no more than to remain with you for all my days.

love her so much!

#romance

173 · Apr 2021

Creature Discomfort

Sun Drop Apr 2021

Creature Discomfort

Driven by contempt, berserker lucid feels betrayed,
Vexed by nature helpless, information is relayed:
Independence fluctuates against the canvas white,
All solutions punished by the constant urge to fight.

Pleasure in displeasure seems so alien to some.
Wreckage, gorgeous wreckage, from the barrel of a gun.
**** yourself as fast as possible lest you remain,
How can one define enjoyment through the lens of pain?

***, sadistic fantasy, is sated by the flame.
Voyeurs, in their wickedness, become the reaper's game.
Violence is justified when peaceful means are banned,
Viciousness; a sin for which I feel that I can stand.

In your daft conscription, feel the shackles on your skin.
I've no mercy left for when your sentencing begins.

Legalize arson

152 · Feb 2021

Underflow

Sun Drop Feb 2021

Underflow

Feast your eyes, rise, despise,
the rot, the flies, the rancid lies.
Open up, surprise! And I've
revised the prize; you're hypnotized.

A penny for your thoughts? Except,
your two cents just aren't worth a dime.
Time is money, money's time,
so save your own and don't waste mine.

Harmonize. Colonize.
Celebrate our enterprise!
Minimize the overhead,
micromanage overdrive!

Open your mouth, what's inside?
Teeth, a tongue, and right beside,
Rotten flesh, festering, dried,
Promises you've been denied.

Love, a fleeting sense of place.
Face to face, a gaze like lace.
To race, not based upon a chase,
But racing to a warm embrace.

Yet cyberspace, it's commonplace,
becomes the place of love's showcase.
Disgrace. Replacing contact?
Ones and zeroes in a database.

drafted poem from late 2018. getting it OUT OUT OUT

125 · Mar 2021

Inverse

Sun Drop Mar 2021

Inverse

Pain to the page that the punished seek to flame
Rage, onward rage, like the feelings which remain,
Over time they grow to become a drifter's name
Feel undeserved in the grasp of honor's reins

Peace overcomes triumph at the burning bridge
Fear of the past casts a stone into the mind
Odious growths sprout from shade beyond the ridge
Forced to confront mold within the chest, confined

Fondness unbound found in places others crept
Loathe to recall painful thoughts they once invoked
Else, be appraised under false pretenses kept
Grow awful fierce as the hateful flames are stoked

Life often writhes at the hands of captors vile
Takes its strange wives and begins to steel the frame
Cracks under force, and then once its aged awhile
Falls to the wayside, with none to take the blame

Plague, vaguely claimed, reigns victorious again
Rage, fearsome rage, places faith in fatal sin

contempt

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