August 11, 2014
Oh captain, my captain
Why have you sailed your ship
The tides may be against you
But the seas are wide and deep
-
Through and beyond
The direst of tempest
I will find and hold you
And whilst no rest may breeze in
Thy blazing star will pull through
-
But it is what it is
And the sun has found its set
No gleam or warmth
Can take back what already has left
-
Be home, be still, my captain
And spill your soul in the oceans
The dust and air that left thy lungs
Will remain amongst us
-
Be quiet, be roaring, oh captain
One day we’ll sail
And be
with
you
oh captain, my captain,
again
-
Let my piece of writing be a parting gift; thank you for being an inspiration. Be still, my captain.
Robin Williams, July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014

Oh captain, my captain

Why have you sailed your ship

The tides may be against you

But the seas are wide and deep

-

Through and beyond

The direst of tempest

I will find and hold you

And whilst no rest may breeze in

Thy blazing star will pull through

-

But it is what it is

And the sun has found its set

No gleam or warmth

Can take back what already has left

-

Be home, be still, my captain

And spill your soul in the oceans

The dust and air that left thy lungs

Will remain amongst us

-

Be quiet, be roaring, oh captain

One day we’ll sail

And be

with

you

oh captain, my captain,

again

-

Let my piece of writing be a parting gift; thank you for being an inspiration. Be still, my captain.

Robin Williams, July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014

August 5, 2014
Law of Attraction (Monkey Business)

Your lashes cast a soft shadow under the circles of you eyes.

My, my, boy, what a sight.

The skies lay out dark; the stars, they burn, ever so present.

Your stories they spill and scatter like a heady perfume.
I know these days they dont make sense, but know that grace will come soon.

24 hours and a day, may your lungs be drained of hate. And even when life doesn’t make sense, will you elevate.

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August 4, 2014

Early mornings are ahead of me still my heart can’t handle what these eyes don’t see.

It’s crazy times, darling, and I know it’s hard to do
But let it slip, just one last time
And won’t you let love through

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August 3, 2014

These mornings, I’ve only half a brain.


And even when I do,

I still spend the whole half thinking of you.

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August 3, 2014
La Deuxième Partie

His words sprung

bottom up

with a biting

cold

listless

touch

"Please let the rain wash the filth that covers me; please let the sun boil the skin that is no longer mine. Please take me back to where it all came - let me weed out my desires before it will have turned to pain."

She was twenty one.

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Filed under: text write literature 
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