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James LR Sep 2018
I think I'd like to be a ghost
Be there but not be seen
Peer at people passing by
Ignore them all with silent sigh
Just like they ignore me

I'd like to be a phantom
Suspended in a dream
Watching time come rushing past
Knowing that it's gone too fast,
I'll be the same I've been

I want to be a spirit
Separate from myself
Seeing my form move with ease
Then breaking with life's broken breeze
Yes.

I think I'd like to be a ghost
But when I stop and really think
I guess that's what I am
James LR Aug 2018
The sun's corona dressed in black
Is staring at the ground
As shadow gathers round.

Finding the rare relief of peace,
The stars come to the fore
(Tears shut behind the door)

Then wiping sleep from sunken eyes,
She bids farewell to honest skies
And comes to sight once more.
James LR Aug 2018
Above the wind plains roaring white
With lightning crack's climaxing light
In the prepubescent gloom
Of fear, excitement, unrealized doom
The moon appears in cloudy skies
With blissful sighs as knowledge dies

****** grasses ripped from home
As breeze embraces seed and blows
To new beginnings and new ends
Where e'er the Fates may deign to send
A rose's bud seeps from below
Mixed with sticking undertones

When innocence concedes the stage
To reside in maturation's cage
And foolish fancy takes to flight
The sun forever fades to night
Started out as a normal poem, and uh...I have no idea how it got here
James LR Aug 2018
The ocean blue turns into ink
and midnight sirens start to sing.
Lurking in alleys and over heads
And in the few million ways
That you could wind up dead
A broken night of windy chills
Is the brokenness that kills
When stars and moon can no man see
The sky is truly dead to me
James LR Jul 2018
Success was a yellow brick road
Hope was a star in the sky
Grief was a runaway dog
Maturity was knowing it died
Joy was a chocolate bar
And Escape just meant to run far
Then somewhere along the way
Everything began to change

The yellow brick road was too long
The star in the sky was too far
And when the dog died it was sad
(but mostly cuz you drove the car)
The candy was not on our diet
And you can't escape who you are
Why did we decide to grow?
That much I'll never know
James LR Jul 2018
He sees us from afar
With his eagle eyes
Knowing how weak we are
He makes Clark his disguise

His strength comes from the sun
His first destroyed his race
Though he's the only one
No tears streak down his face

His skin is made of steel
And yet his heart still feels
His home is known as solitude
His loneliness is real

Not even the Man of Tomorrow
Is immune to sorrow.
Personally I don't care too much for Superman. But he is one of the loneliest of the superheroes.
James LR Jul 2018
This has happened all before
first once then twice then by the score
The stars begin to disappear
Impassioned by their hoary fear
They fade with age as morning calls
To all those who have yet to fall
Beneath the crystal sands of time
They sink to rest with heavy sigh,
And dimming down their milky light
The stars wink out with the night
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