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A poem (written a few years ago)

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posted on Apr, 30 2016 @ 08:44 PM
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An abstract construction; 
production from combustions' obstructions 
rustling with disrupting eruptions 

So fight with the earth which hath dawned you 
in spite of the delight from the light of the dark one 

Stricken fortunes bestow torture, 
you are natures orchid in an infinite orchestra 

Storms lash wrath; 
flames seethe from nostrils 
of earths cold shadows cast, 

May you conquer; 
may not least, 
nor last, 
be tomorrow an encore 

Heavy metallic liquid leaking is seeping, 
seeking a warm embrace 
a meaning, 
a rhyme or reason 
as the trickling time of seasons 
design wicked feelings it seems stream 
from a dealing with demons 
who shine bright on dimly lit evenings 
to the minds of dimly wit beings who are dreaming 

all as a culture of vultures torture tumultuous sculptures of you 

The wells run dry beside a temple 
the complete circuit is a complete circus 
or within one there are things done that you cant do, 
return your mind to the source its a rental 
youre a phantom, 
follow the path preceded by lantern 
hoisted by a fountain, a crown lays beside a temple 

It must; 
stay waiting to be picked up 
or waiting to pick up rust 
or wait till its weight wanes to just dust 

The full house undergoes treacherous struggle, 
a spade is at stake 
reduced to a smoldering puddle of rubble, 
fire stains the fain down with a flame however subtle 
creating pain in the brain from a heart that never bubbles 

A diamond is not a women's truest lover, 
envision the truth in the eye of a brother, 
lightning emerges from broken towers 
tucked under covers, 

hidden in passages of time are potential powers 
mastering minds of cowards who 
cower and stutter for 
hours passed in nanos 

Allow your energy to matter 

Heed the words written in the roots of your ancestries flower 
for it has soaked wisdoms reign; ignorance it doth not devour 

Reality is almost certainly infinity attempting to understand eternity 
and you're a joker? are you joking me?   

I ought to ought 
I thought 
but naught, 
thine heart which is beat to start with help from vines wine made tart; 
is observed and reserved to be re served a verbiage of fine art, 
a mind shark harkens to find a blind lark 
broken by a night timed shine stark dark inclined arc 
A beast finds a lined mark 
as the dumb dog bites shy bark 
tongue binded by a felines sly smarts 

You only remember to forget the problems, 
that dont occur to you while inside them you wallow 

Happenstance; 
circumstantial demands demand to be planned, 
or demand repeating again and again 

Illusion happens to be happy or sadden, 
discoveries of dramatic nuance overloading realities, 

is it a habitat for humanity or a divine battle league? 

Grass gives back the light it has borrowed 
and ventures beyond the horizon 
of sorrow, 

Life's only sorta rude without fortitude 
until happiness springs forth tomorrow 
and restores your morbid mood 

Tears never bat an eye to reside in a stream of cry 
down a cheeks side, or a mountain, or the sky 

What's causing this 
tattering of tarnished varnish 
to harness garnish 
through carnal carnage? 

Stone is not even set in stone 
and your home is built of bone 

The mist beckons I visit thee on strewn paths of wood 
through forests of dew and all to see they 
whom thoust has called, you 

Flowers robust in name and number 
each to their own I exclaim and mumble, 
the weeds and shade 
sway and tumble 
in the valley where 
bees and babes bumble 

Fixation with acceleration tunes to 
a stationary relation with approximation, 
in perennial positions I lay in impatiens with patience. 

Radiating aires of vibrance in an acre of meadow 
to meet the maker of these fair hills in silence, 
in essence my Geppetto 

We are the inventions and inventors, 
conventions and dementors, 
retentions and dissenters 
apprehended and preventors 

Of course, 
treaties have been signed off course 
with the graffiti of the times but whats worse; 
squiggly lines perform intercourse with your mind 
to form meaning, which youll find intertwined with remorse 
at times an intent unkind from the source 

First and foremost with no purpose 
you are a man with a headless horseness 
with nothing but no clue on your person 
or worse yet a sacred curse thats worthless, 
to wander this earth in search of a hearse 
since you burst from birth to desert this worthless dirt you have learnt 

The life of a maggot in an angels carcass 
harnesses the faith it has not lost yet 

Dawn lifts shadows from their sultry slumber 
awakening the hidden temples of gods and men 

Where are the holiest most perfect particles in the universe? 

Where reality is more surreal then you can imagine 

How did I become a player in this never ending game? 

This physical metaphor can be no more then a cage 
to test the brave as well as the insane 
and If everythings' related, 
well, that changes everything




posted on Apr, 30 2016 @ 08:56 PM
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a reply to: ImaFungi

I enjoyed your poem!



posted on May, 1 2016 @ 06:37 PM
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posted on May, 1 2016 @ 08:22 PM
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a reply to: ImaFungi

I read it before you deleted it. Lol



posted on May, 1 2016 @ 08:26 PM
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posted on May, 1 2016 @ 08:33 PM
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No I work in movies. I was half halfway reading and you deleted. I like how you did not paragraph and used comas only. Are you going to repost it? Why did you remove your writing. I want to finish reading.



posted on May, 1 2016 @ 08:42 PM
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posted on May, 1 2016 @ 08:47 PM
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a reply to: ImaFungi

Don't post anything here you want to publish. It's then published.

I don't purchase purchase screenplays, I do read them for the big boss.

Sci-Fi and some comedy's! No tv. Some production with music video.

I am just working my way up the Hollyweird ladder lol



posted on May, 1 2016 @ 08:50 PM
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What is your type of screenplay is it! Don't post details. Drama?



posted on May, 1 2016 @ 08:51 PM
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Have you taken channels to submit to a production company?



posted on May, 1 2016 @ 08:52 PM
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Is your screenplay under 114 pages?



posted on May, 1 2016 @ 09:03 PM
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posted on May, 1 2016 @ 09:06 PM
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Most producers want 114 pages or less.
I will PM you tomorrow. Is that ok with you?



posted on May, 1 2016 @ 09:23 PM
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posted on May, 1 2016 @ 09:33 PM
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I work in Hollwood, my company is independent. We work with all the production houses. Paramount and the others.
No never indi films.

You never know. Forest Gump was not picked up for 10 years. No one wanted it. Look what happened!



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posted on May, 1 2016 @ 09:53 PM
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posted on May, 1 2016 @ 09:54 PM
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If your film is like your writing i am sure it is great!
$5,000 to make your film? Is your film about a mouse in a maze?



posted on May, 1 2016 @ 09:57 PM
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