emittrose

To Warsaw

Lewisburg

Berlin and back…

Surfacing, I gasp

I have never been known to love like this

I have believed

I have been meticulous

Like these flawless little butterflies

You are the undercarriage

The lighthouse

The patient of the quiet

Everyone’s honored back rows

Certainly this will all lead to somewhere

To the uncovering compositions

To the closeness at twilight

To this our…

Sweetest life

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Castles in the sky

Chip away with thought and pen, I the hermit writer

To fool the giant and steal the golden goose

As I carve and climb my ivory tower

Passion masquerading obsessions counterfeit to wisdoms of this mind

Suicidal arrogance blind, tools to craft this lofty throne

And thus to sit, script and ponder

A poet, wig and gavel judging all alone

What need have I for these pathetic emotions to feel, suffer or love?

Master of the dominions in this cosmos, creations but a will

Bestow my talents and splash them with quill upon the whites

And you heap thy praises, green confetti from the tills

And you still laugh out loud and label insane, while others shed tear to my uni-verse

Unlike thee I travel the worlds, magical lands from this royal stool

Where does thou journey? From wretched job then back to home?

While I meet kings, queens and fight wild beasts, dear sir now who is the fool?

That I be sole author of my exaggerated words and exalted worlds that I to, begin to believe that I am elite

I leave you to ponder, this decision of who I am or who I may be

As for me I shall continue to write and parade these words as well as entertain

Thus if through recital or reception of the read, thy spirit wanders lost then all of this, the life of mine has never once been in vain