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Test of Endurance

23:46 Dec 07 2009
Times Read: 826


Bending ever so far from center

Balanced foundation

No longer stabilized

By what once seemed solid

Grasping at anything presented

Finding only wisps of yesterday

Soon to be forgotten

The only substantial hold

To the self

To the center

To balance

And fight against these forces

Pulling

Tearing

From every side

From inside

And rolling ground

Breaking with the weight

Of all that is

And all that is carried

Shoulders burdened

And a yoke of torment

Bending evermore

Under the weight

No solid ground

Bending

Breaking

Falling

Failing

Again


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Joli
Joli
02:36 Dec 08 2009

Oh, hell yes. This is brilliant. I love it, birra.





faeriemoon
faeriemoon
06:41 Dec 08 2009

What Joli said and then some! *love*





 

Reflective kind of day...

18:21 Dec 06 2009
Times Read: 836


Try as we might

We falter and then

In the heat of the fight

We stand up again

To stand with chin high

And take our next shot

Or gracefully sigh

And walk from the spot


Which do you do

When the going gets tough?

Stand and stay true

Or try your best bluff?

Give it your best

And never give in?

Or retreat from the test

And forfeit the win?


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Summer song, or something to that affect...

17:03 Dec 06 2009
Times Read: 846


So soon the June has faded away

To a winter with skies of icy cold gray

Summer gives way to the cold with haste

After days we whiled away to waste

In the long grasses of fields so warm

Too calm to imagine the coming storm

And while there we dreamt of better days

Our best days past along the way

Spent fruitlessly dreaming instead of becoming

Content to listen to the low distant humming

Of promises made by lips so sweet

Only to see those promises retreat

Leaving hearts bleeding in love's distress

But… then again, I digress…


For this is not about love or hearts

But life itself and the sum of its parts

And how we spend our time in this life

Loving and laughing, or disaster and strife

To appreciate that which blesses our days

To embrace those who help along our way…


…and I’ve tried to rhyme days with way twice now

Which is strange if you consider how

They don’t really rhyme when one is singular

The plural is misplaced and, what rhymes with singular?

I can sigh over the trouble I have when

I’m deep in thought and the words don’t come, then

I lose my place, so distracted by

Everything swirling around inside

My mind feeling tormented by thoughts so heavy

What rhymes with heavy? Bevy? Levee? Chevy?


This is becoming more pointless as I write

Rather typical for most poems I keep out of sight

And don’t care to share, not even once

With anyone, for they’d think I was dunce

To write something so shoddy, a horrible prose

So keeping them to myself is what I have chose


Now, where was I? Oh yes, how we spend our days

And spend them so carelessly in such wasteful ways

Considering not that which improves our world

But looking forward toward a halo curled

And worrying over this and that

Or if Jennifer and Brad had another spat

And so many things that don’t at all affect us

Or things simply not worthy of any fuss

Meanwhile, hearts that can give so much

Nary considered for their loving touch

Here and now there is so much to treasure

Yet, we miss so much, and not even for pleasure

Or enjoyment of the people and for the passion

That can fill our lives without any ration

If we can only open our hearts, eyes and minds

And give our love willingly to all that we find

No judgment based only on what we see…


…yet another wasteful dream, toward a world that will never be…


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Morrigon
Morrigon
17:55 Dec 06 2009

I have to say this and I hope it doesn't sound stupid... It's amazing that you can write poetry that rhymes without losing meaning.



I can't tell you how many poems I read where the author tried desperately to make things rhyme and it becomes cheap and mostly corny.



Yet when you create rhyme, there is reason and the words are paired as if they were never meant to be apart.





Spent fruitlessly dreaming instead of becoming

Content to listen to the low distant humming




*love*





 

06:29 Dec 06 2009
Times Read: 858


Pessimism is not realty... grrrr.


I suck. Sorry.


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RedQueen
RedQueen
12:38 Dec 06 2009

ppphhhhtttt.



Never apologize for expressing an opinion, sugar- our and your unique take on things is what makes us all so charmin' and interin' to play with.



Besides, mosre often than not, you're right





birra
birra
14:17 Dec 06 2009

No, I was commenting on the fact I lost comments because I mispelled reality in the last journal post...



...the quote makes no sense when the word is realty... I'm not down on selling houses. FEH.





 

PRIVATE ENTRY

06:25 Dec 06 2009
Times Read: 861


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05:30 Dec 06 2009
Times Read: 869


“Pessimism is often just reality stated for what it is.”


-- Anonymous

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