Looking for Street Art
EggheadOther than that, I'm thinking I'll be playing with Ink's for the moment so keep an eye out for them.
Tribal DrumsRhythm pours through their blood As the drums beat on Arms start swinging As the drums beat on Feet start moving A maniacal tribal dance To appease the gods rage And the drums beat onTribal Drums
The honoured one approaches As the drums beat on Dressed in a simple cloth of white As the drums beat on Coloured beads sparkle and glow As the torchlight lingers in her braided hair And the drums beat on
The honour guard keep her safe As the drums beat on The dais containing the altar looms above As the drums beat on Her feet carry her
Untitled poem 1The oppressive silence grows around me As I wait to see what they will decide My life and sanity hangs on their decision Will I be deemed innocent or guilty Their eyes gaze upon my trembling Indecipherable, showing no hint of their thoughts Their nostrils flare in constant rhythm As if they could smell my fear like dogs My mouth is tense and dry In contrast to my fevered brow The leader, in her gown of white, Allows her gaze to flicker towards it The paper that holds, in ancient code, The truth of life or death I see her tense as she passes it It moves aUntitled poem 1
Still WatersA flickering of light Emanates out of the still darkness A dim spark of colour Marking its presence in the black pool It brings traces of hope To the people waiting below it Waiting fearfully to see If the answer they seek will arrive All ears are straining As the eyes dart constantly Trying to find a response to their plight Hoping that the depths will not devour Not only themselves But also the ghostly rescuers Made solid by the vast belief As an answering light appears In their dark world and lives The mood of the group lightens UntiStill Waters
FinalityA silent chill settles over the people As the graceful form approaches The coffins housing the recent dead Rock gently in the waves as she glides Upon reaching the waters edge She looks back briefly, meeting my eyes I pass her my strength in response To the silent plea held therein. She takes a breath, calms her soul And takes her first step onto the waves Moving gracefully, she soon reaches the centre Of the gently rocking coffins Again, she calms herself And starts the dance Slowly, the souls of the dead Leave their bodies as globes of light To jFinality
how are you?
o.o
--
My art would love to meet you, so clicky clicky on my avatar =^-^=
[link] is, err, photos of me... but my drawings are more exciting!!
*watches*
--
,___,
[O.o]
/)__)
-"--"- O RLY?
,___,
[¬.¬]
/)__)
-"--"- YA RLY
||_||
[O>O]
/)__)
-"--"- NO WAI!!!!!
Previous PageNext Page