You cannot replicate something
once it’s a creation
Do try again
The vein will sure be wasted
It is now time you dine
Do well the first kind
and reap the Great Vine
Tag: Verse
Have the Stone Verses on their throat.
A Modest With A Dark Extreme
A modest with a dark extreme
Lying in the clouds ~ whose dreams
Barefoot below ~ within who glows
High call ~ Their rise
Wide pitch ~ Black eyes
Wolf spiders and bees ~ hawks in trees
Does anybody really know
Who is She?
Meditation Music
Songbird, bird of flight
and song heard
Herd of words, melody
of chime and verbs
Tunings serve greater
methodical Wings of Fur
My Vision Duet
Hypnotic and erotic
Your soul psyche is exotic
Universal dine and goddess
To taste your Magic is my florist
Depth and duty do you flourish
You’re the beauty that I nourish
Unending power that we current
Could your love reveal my soul
Can you make my heart whole
Is this home you must own
Erotic and heroic
Is the Throne
Head Magic
Get out of my scene
and into my view
These words
who inspire you
also insult you
Magic mockery
I’m laughing,
are you?
I’m crying,
you too?
Head magic
Heart tragic
These words
will break you
Very Grand Here
For the longest time I thought I lost it
Still may have I don’t know
In corners of shelves
of a monster teeny hell
I thought I hid my pain pretty well
Still may have I don’t know
For the longest time I thought I lost it
Very grand and here’s what the cost is
Yes Man, No Sir
Disagree with me
I want to hear your opposing view
Do not say yes just to amuse
Do you mean yes
or are we both
now confused
Are you in fact true
Are you being you?
I want to hear your
opposing view
Burnt Personality And A Secret
I couldn’t stop if I wanted
I could only slow the roll and
by that I was killing it cold
That secret of a secret life
Burnt personality and
a secret life got this beat of strife
in my inner recesses of a tangled life
A mixture of kind, a roll of dice
A dollop of wise and a kind of nice
Still that secret of a secret life
Burnt personality and a secret life
has this window of suffice
drilled in my makeup
so I don’t lie
A piece of judgement that is no longer greater than your only eyes.
© Brandyn Aubrey 2016
