Poetry

[alicewhite]

stone in my hand

Contributed by alicewhite on Friday, March 29 2013 @ 23:21:28 AEST
Topic: Mystical/Mysterious Poetry



in my hand I hold
a precious stone
it twists and turns

it remains I n my grip
ive got a strong hold

energetic
radiant
lethargic
insignificant
demonic
human like
persona
euphoric


n n n n n n n
and I
and I
like it here
in this flesh atomic
superficial
personification,

chameleons
cha me lions
cha me lion s


skin cloak
deeper deeper
inside I hide

flesh bones and blood
my shelter
and my hand is twitching
my palms are itching
and my precious stone
keeps me safe
inside
my flesh
im home



Copyright © alicewhite ... [2013-03-29 23:21:28]
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I SAW A KILLER

Contributed by alicewhite on Friday, February 08 2013 @ 18:22:09 AEST
Topic: Dark Poetry



STEVEN

WRIGHT

with a w right thats right

in my minds eye

upon black ~LARGE WHITE LETTERS

loud voice shouting out loud,and clear

white letters

upon the black

one by one

appear,,

whatever what the hell whats this all about,,
think i must be crazy or tired
but i know without a doubt,,
this time i dont want to be alone
if this jigsaw puzzles out.



this must have some meaning
cause it happened while i was not thinking
while my mind was clear and blank.

my mind heard the name out loud
and letter by letter spelled out

john wayne gacy
in aflash then gone,
then steven wright
with a w
image of


of a man dressed in black
balding big and stout-
he looked to be about 40 or 50
leather jacket once married but not now

i saw a yellow hi viz and a forklift a town house
a dark haired girlfriend
he didnt care about,,

then i saw him driving
not far
through town ,
a dress
a cross
coat hanger
blue car
red light
blonde hair
young girl
arms spread wide

fat fingers
polar neck
black sweater
hands
pressure,

feel sick
five
riverside
stream
naked
neck
power
pleasure.

steven wright with a w
blonde haired girl
in my head said,,

this i relayed feeling stupid and questioning my own sanity
to my older sister with trepidation
and pure clarity,,

i felt sooo undeniably and unreliably
that all i saw i felt was truth
and wanted to share my burden of what i had experienced
i was scared confused and wanted proof.

a few days later
suffolk strangler
nick named
on the news

a few days more a man arrested
and accused
newspapers said
he was strange and leud
he knew the girls
and had been interviewed

my sister called me to say i was wrong
the man arrested was not who id described
and his name was different
she thought i was stupid
and thought i was mad
but i felt relief
far less strange to be wrong
i felt more normal
i was glad

she questioned why i had felt so compelled
to share my revelations
my visions, interpretations
and the name of the killer
seen so vividly
each letter spelled


i said i had experienced this sort of thing
many times before
so this time i was determined
to prove once and for all
that i wasnt crazy
and i needed support
i needed someone else
to see what i saw.

i felt relieved
i was glad i was wrong,,
cause that makes more sense
im not so different
i belong.

so can you imagine how sick i then felt
when a few days after that
my older sister called again,

this time she said oh my god
have you seen the news
you must be a witch
cause a new man has been arrested
and the other guy let lose,

his name is STEVEN WRIGHT
what the hell
how did you know
put the telle on now
see for yourself
***** me
steven wright
just like you said
right spelt not with an r
but WRIGHT
STEVEN WRIGHT
with a W.

Id rather be wrong cause thats normal and easy
but to know that what you cant explain is not in your mind
cause you have others who know what you said then they witness it too,
there is no more denial trying to fit in and be normal like you.
just like you said









Copyright © alicewhite ... [2013-02-08 18:22:09]
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