jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 (edited) This is simply a little spot to keep all of my poems in one neat little spot so that people may find and read all that I have to offer when I post new stuff =) Enjoy! -JonJon Latest Poem: Footsteps Posted December 25th, 2004 Edited December 26, 2004 by jonathan_wolfe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 (edited) Quartz Bell Cave Dark, always dark Chanting, soprano, panting, rythmic... melodious white, twisting... what is it? Otherworldly Revealed Pale, gazing... vengful? judgemental? rather, truth seeking... after me... plunging... Darkness, again. Swimming, swirling... treading... deep, can't breath ledge salvation. Struggling back, towards the light, her face I see now... I see her.... Sadness. Humiliation. Despair. Edited August 17, 2004 by jonathan_wolfe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 (edited) Limit Start smooth, moving along simple, easy... cruise accelerate, kickback... gravity gravity the wrong way turning, faster... heavy, sliding back again, the cruise so much easier back again, nothing comfortable at seven gee loops, barrel rolls, cut-fades the dogfight white tracers, smoking trails impact...? too far... can't.. yes.. Silence. Edited August 17, 2004 by jonathan_wolfe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 (edited) Naiascent Close my eyes World before me People laughing, sky is blue. Close my eyes I'm in another world sky is blue, the grass is green I never want to leave my mind... again. grass too green sky too blue towers so white pearly white is this real? can it be made? where am i... fly! awake. Edited August 17, 2004 by jonathan_wolfe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Rain The windows, blinded cars goes by, whistle-whoosh of the wet road no sky, no blue blue sky gray... murky blue, wet... inside, warm.. too warm.. turn the heat down lighting yellow, still alone. dry, swallow... rain Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 (edited) Juxtaposition Sitting, waiting ambience, patience... time bored is that it? no... waiting again. blankness running, hurry no time, too late... heartbeat can't breathe remember to breathe over there... no..where? hit. me? Edited August 17, 2004 by jonathan_wolfe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Dreaming Real Darkness Wandering, sleeping, predawn, city the spires, towers, beams, heights the hell above, the skykiller, domination... supremacy Lightness Consciousness sitting, metropolis morning the deeps, cells, badlands, depths the hope imbued in all limitlessness Blood Blade, slashing out, intent... realization the sight, the crimson, flesh and saber the final rest, incogruence, is this what's it like to die? War Noise, a flash, running and hiding, falling faceless men, gunfire, missiles streaking... hit the wait i don't want to die... Dreaming real... Dreaming metal... dreaming blue... dreaming hope... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Fire on Blue The sun burns azure in the sky. Moves down, then slows.... and stops. azure sun? or azure sky? It moves again, world around getting darker. sunset caused, clouds are pink, that's expected. But what isn't, is all the names. pink, red, crimson, cerise, maroon orange, rose, peach, gold, ginger twilight.... blue... Where did the Cerulean go? replaced by midnight. We're all done here. Lets move on to the next story. If there is one. First the idea has to come Hit someone with that spark. It's too late today, come back tomorrow When the sun is azure again. Aphelion. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Summit & Fall The journey long and slow, mournful we walk down the country road It feels like the end, maybe it is End always means beginning. Maybe this is just passing in time We've lost some, but we find the new and embrace it, grasping it before we've lost all hope Now we are whole. Our determination steels, our hopes rise Now we know where we are going. But we are daunted by hardship again and again So we must be stronger. The tension, muscles and sweat, movement marching... running The charge, a sea of people... blades and armor The eye of the storm. The pursuit of victory. The grand achivement, returning home, victory at a cost The cost is worth it, the populace is safe. But there are black linings to this silver cloud. Incongruence, something isn't right. Very wrong... Betrayal, not now... it's... too late. The abidication of the king. His bloodied crown rolling on the floor. Now we have a new order. Things are changed, but we are strong... we must. The long wait is over, we have come back for our freedom We declare them evil, they to us... Whoever wins, will have their freedom nonetheless. I hope we win. Now this is the end. The crimson, the orange, yellow, rogue.... This is the end... I hope you had a good life. Sinking into the twilight. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Twilight Sunrise Now the end, string tied up music plays, credits roll camera pulls away the wide angle. fade to black roll the credits show the outtakes so happy imbued with optimism leaving, or returning the end or a new beginning cry of death and life transcendence into the bardo ascendence into heaven decension into hell where am I? home. I'm finally home. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Metal Scream Preparation Getting ready, packing up moving out, marching outward checking, cleaning, testing, hoping Anticipation Searching Taking point, scanning, heartbeat Pressure, must see... see them first Darkness, the metal and the dark, something dripping... Panic Chaos, noise... lights in the dark, reformation, running... fighting... ringing in my ears, where are they? taking aim, raining hell.... Brimstone They fall... dead? sharp pain... flash in my eyes... I become one of the many... Peace. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Interval Sitting, posture wrong, slumped eyes drooped, mind a fog a grey wall the room is hot, fans are blowing endless spinning, play of shadows soft breeze I feel I feel like the grey wall and the grey wall is around me glass ceiling artificial limit lack of self discipline waiting for what? probably for this life to be over whether it be a day or a century away Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Dearly departed sorrow String of vitae, ever winding cord cut regrowth, never was cut only hid from the blade... Where did it go? Silence, or boredom, which I don't know I see the sunlight, the sky... oh how everyone can see the sky why can't only I see it? The way things are. Never hopeless, and hopeless. Fire and Ice, what ever happened to water and oil? even water and oil don't mix. Mercury, stars are rising, sunrise. I think too much, hearing the songs of magic in my ears Forget all that. There is a reason but I cannot remember anymore It's faded. I dream. I see those wings again... It's lost. No, only changed. Gregorian chants Ever mulling and rising, paragon of hope and virtue. and I rise to meet it. Now I feel at peace, my heart has mended... let me slip into the darkness, the... This can't be happening... where.. I... Impossible, this was the end? No, it's beginning again Down and down down down down pain sorrow hate evil darkness white. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 After in the light Is this one of those times, we think back or think forward. Times are good and joyful Though we may be dark, we prefer the light That's how she said it and we prefer it to our own So we embrace it and cherish it. Not a lie. Just preception of truth. The darkness will come back and again, shall I succumb to it But her light, shall remind me of what I prefer Never again. We are the end, blue blue skies. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 The Complete There is a touch of something In all this darkness, that ever respendent hope Must it always pierce through the clouds of dark and despair To lift those who have fallen to their feet Yes it must It must for that is why it exists at all... And into the light they rise To bear their gift, and strike back the darkness And then the sky lifts, the lightness fades and... We are left with nothing but normal, once again... and again. Woe be those, the strikers of light and dark. For I am the bringer of the Grey. I am not judgeful, nor bent on vengance. My ever watching eyes grades both of you. You are not worthy. So I shall strike you both back again, to your respective realms, until you see fit to do battle again. One day I will laugh, and this pettiness will end. The Grey is coming and You can't stop it... It Transcends all of humanity all of transcendanty all of the galaxy. We're all right. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Nowhere but There drums rolling rolling rising peaceful bliss, alive plateau charged, empowered, enlightened climbing the wall, walking the road fighting the fight grinding the grind dancing in the pale sunlight swirling devil of accomplishment mysterious results the war goes on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Sailing in the Late Afternoon The white canvas ripples in the fine crisp air. a warm breeze making the mood dozy, the clouds gracing the sun in a warm welcome let the dance begin. get up and dive into the air, whirl around up towards the sun and around the ceruclean sky diving down down near the great sea, racing, winding through the trees towards the afternoon sun. sweat on the brow, the glint off the the prow, brilliance of the glorious machines, sinewing the sky dip down low into the countryside, behind mountain's shadow, cool breeze, winding path strange land. tension leads to curiousity leads to interest. Climbing back up into the air to grace the sunny skys agains Once more it is time to sleep and let the white wings of the wind take us where they might go we see the albatross sail into the deep requious sky. and we smile. and we have peace. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Viva la Revolut People chanting, marching, drums beating cantor and furor of the protest, the power of humanity conflict and agression, met with solidarity, the news is all over people in the streets, beading from the sun, yellow talking, shouting, chanting, united swept up in the moment, moving land and society in a new direction the velvet revolution. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Roll, thunder, hit Snap your fingers, grind the strings hit the drums, thump the beat waggle the refrain, shrill the chorus hit the drums, beat the thumper determination, resolution, steadfastness confidence. strings and cellos and violins, growling fading quiet next track. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Rotating flux capacitor Soft noise of a synth drum Flight of the bumblebee, drone of radar ping woman and children first hunkered down in this technological haven technological hell close your eyes and recall the story dance to that electronic drum digital thrum interconnected bliss no angst here just a groove, a hope and a dream electronic beat. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Magnificent Contrast the fields of green, a soft gentle walk nostalgia, hope and optimism high country, the land, the mountains, speckles of dandelions in the field below walking on the grass, withering, whirling calming grey clouds slide overhead the rain, the short sharp shock of a raindrop another drop, then 20 cold sharp shocks, life giving shocks cool warm skin, warmth of the body, real feelings of rain to the west, a gold and white brilliance sillouhette of the moutains, spirtzed with evergreens suprising the clouds, defiant, proud. the sharp shock of the drizzle, the warming joy of the helios, the virdant field home, hearth, my land peace, and rain imperfect hopeful bliss Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 17, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 17, 2004 Spun Round And the conversation turned pale moonlight, big car, cheap hawiian shirt what's wrong with the shirt? I like this shirt You spin me right round round and round on rollerblades and pink hotpants and gelled mohawks and army boots. Synthesizer, organ, golden age of rock golden age of pop Rock is dead Disco is dead And the conversation turned over. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted August 31, 2004 Author Report Share Posted August 31, 2004 (edited) Head Down Head in the hole rusted walls, ancient geometry the one you serve the who controls he has your soul head in this hole polished floor blinding light, seek that darkness run from the one in control he'll get what he deserves his head in the hole. beyond the ruined geometry rock of old lair of the aberants deep dank dark doomed hole but he's no longer in control Edited August 31, 2004 by jonathan_wolfe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted September 10, 2004 Author Report Share Posted September 10, 2004 (edited) Fluted Wings Dark as black Milky darkness Scintilating points of light Swing around Halo, corona, flare, prominence Light as White The black held back by the stark light Glorious ship, ship of the line lines, silver and greys, fluted wings gracing the light darkness torching the silence in a roar to never be heard proud in the humourless void proud against the scintilating points of light iconic in it's passing Swing around Milky darkness betraying dropless of oily black movement the sky scintilates no more the icon assaulted by the iconoclast fluted wings forcing back the dark embrace furnace of unthinkable destruction crying out, shattering of wings, hurt the iconoclast topples the icon all in a horrible muted... silence deafening Edited September 10, 2004 by jonathan_wolfe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonathan_wolfe Posted December 26, 2004 Author Report Share Posted December 26, 2004 Footsteps Little dancing flute in the darkness, wings in the snowy inky night trudging slowly, inspired to move along, one step more. stop in the snow, look up at the sky... there they are off in the distance, marching slowly, lighting you can see them all in the momentary light. left right, again and again walk towards them, slumping through the blizzard curiosity of destination sneaking, inquiring pixie light, again dancing through the sky, glorious apparition. soldier, gleaming in the soft light, truding in the snow holding lantern high, left right, again and again great, and wonderous things marching up the mountain snow piled high the lantern grows brighter we climb higher the valley below in voided silence, the light illuminates. great soldiers and throngs of people, and wonderous beasts all climbing the mountain. we've been slow to build, but now strong the storm grows stronger, blustering and billowing... hats and things take flight back into the formless dark the pixie is here again, warm bathing light inspired to move on again, long marching columns and we come to the top and there is a great valley and the column, stretches far and far... into the night... pixie light dancing along in the winter night. stand proud and come into the valley, the cold and the snow will not make us waver a great trek, a proud march, old and young. the road is still long, but we've gone so far truding in the snow into the valley fighting back the dark, endless columns, creatures big and small BLINDING LIGHT star, rising... the vallley is cast into daylight proud shooting star twinkling in the blue sky awe, dazzle, fear and might broad and strong streak our destination laid clear, we are victorious the trek will soon be complete running down the mountain, into thin air. . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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