Dry, battered heart- Bold eyes stain our glass. Mad as love- Is a pass to Insanity. Akin, And too see ill- A rain to fit... But not a morgue. Not a wake. Not a tear. Submiss a weight. Submiss....Read more

Eric Gonzalez
Been into poetry long enough to want to call MYSELF a life long fad. Just trying to express the emotions and works I've construed all these years
Ba-ba black sheep A wither in sense Immense or the sea Ba-ba brave sheep A wither Immense O' the meek Ba-ba blue sheep A wither woe And just say you'll sleep Ba-ba black sheep Ba-ba brave sheep You'll see Ba-ba blue sheep If you leave, I'll weep...Read more
Swing soldier ol' spirit. Hollow amuse a-miss. I don't fear it- The willow a-wisp. Though I taste the pallet, Gradient of shape or color. No cob webs are in the attic... Where do I find the words to seldom utter? But green! A-vast, And covenant of the Wiccan... Though I raise my glass My path sti...Read more
A leaf for a flake A shrouding of shades By drops of a lake And the grass blades Onto dust still before you But the Magnolia still is plump Though buds all heed more new Await the leaves, the weather will trump Those green and most fellow To yellow joust orange gleam How as to not say, "Hello!" An...Read more
Resigned to fate Fall on down We'll dance away Fall on the ground A color is bursting Of minimal peace A cusp onto the first leaf A glass up to the first leaf So leaf compose And turn and sway A leaf a rose Old fern, onto May...Read more
Seared and fickle, Through a river of steam. I thought a penny a nickle. Why not hunt the glitter in gleam? The taste of seconds I live in- Are towers of sentence- All caught in a ribbon. I'm told that they're questions... In woes, missing is fraught. But all lesson is riddles. In part, will is di...Read more
Twisting... Rattling... Blaring like soulless vessels. But in the wind... The beautiful, gentle whistles of our mother nature. The tones are hue to the dark. The spirits blistering, They are battling, Lest they be lost among the Kestrels. But in the end- Beknownst to wager... Grasping missiles to t...Read more
span along my heart's wit as you elude me from my reality i must've really lost it because i lust for yours and their anatomy i've aortic miscompositions and they're seldom exempt to just your smile or it's sound expell me of this octave fissure it's frightening to realize im being bound so quell ...Read more