This is madnick's verse this week in the PTL.
I float through my quixotic reveries,
and stabilize, once in a while,
to touch my feet upon their ground
of desolation.
I visit this; the land of barren souls, just broken,
and crushed immortal vows of love.
This place;
disquieted,
from spoken pains and silent fear,
grief stricken minds and pulsing wrists
abandoned after years of bliss.
It is a latticework of weary bodies.
Their world is far too broken for my heart,
so I float back to my land of mercury-
where I can bathe in quick-silver,
and change my temperament
as lovers change their tunes.
And in this land, hopes rest so high,
to look up is to see no longer.
Their spires gleam amongst the clouds, as they reach the point
where skies are ending
and the rest is all beginning.
I will set all my desires, and all my silly dreams on fire-
To blaze forever in this evenings sky;
One atop another, glowing, gleaming.
They’ll flicker as we bicker, seeming
to change their gleam to fit my mood.
There is a bonfire of smoke, collapsing from the beauties I believe.
However wrong, however right,
I’ll stay with my hopes for tonight.
And you may sigh, and shake your head
As idealism reigns again.
Within the reaches of this moonlight,
I will appraise each starlit face--
As if mere beauty were enough
to keep me from leaving this small place.
And belief will force its’ tenderness into the palms I hold up to you today.
Believing you can hear me pray.
Believing reason breathes and lives in this.
Belief, and that alone is where I lay.
This is the same piece posted earlier this month by a woman from another site.
Name of her poem was....
Concepts of Hope - Era.. something like that
author name... Jennifer Faylor.... same exact piece
http://www.ablemuse.com/erato/ubbht...TML/004456.html
wtf are you biting just to get a championship? that's some stupid ass shit unless you're Jennifer Faylor, which I will find out soon enough, you better just confess now and get your punishment over with
