tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45134233251258425032011-04-21T21:00:56.210-07:00Caerberu's poetry about love, depression, and the beauty of life.caerberuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16653123026233028958noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4513423325125842503.post-74975312557663530972008-01-23T10:09:00.000-08:002008-01-23T10:13:33.486-08:00<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">This is no pen,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> but with it, I write on flesh.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">On paper, it drips</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">the emptiness that is me--</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">filled only by a rhythm.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I am alone,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">yet where I stand</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I am the world</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">where darkness revolves.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4513423325125842503-7497531255766353097?l=caerberupoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>caerberuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16653123026233028958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4513423325125842503.post-87018849165787986782008-01-23T10:04:00.001-08:002008-01-23T10:30:45.064-08:00<p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Again, I write<br />on crumpled paper-skin.<br />Darker inks are deeper scars.<br /><br />I'm fading<br />in and out of words,<br />fading, in<br />and out<br />like the sunsets<br />and a ceiling fan<br />and an empty bottle spinning.<br />So before these memories<br />swirl and fade,<br />let me write all<br />on crumpled paper-skin.<br /><br />Three lines, with my name on it.<br />Three lines, with my hate on it.<br />Three lines, with all my tears,<br />and the last lines bearing love.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4513423325125842503-8701884916578798678?l=caerberupoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>caerberuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16653123026233028958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4513423325125842503.post-16314334524647782622008-01-23T10:02:00.000-08:002008-01-23T16:19:55.328-08:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >E<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">rase the memories of a saint,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">let him live a life</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">knowing only the coldness of turmoil.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">If he murders people,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">in this new life,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">will the gates of heaven open?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">But, erase the memories of a killer,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">let him live a life in kindness and love,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">if here, he saves lives</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">will the gates of heaven open?</span><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4513423325125842503-1631433452464778262?l=caerberupoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>caerberuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16653123026233028958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4513423325125842503.post-11135321880476763782008-01-23T10:01:00.000-08:002008-01-23T10:37:49.685-08:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span name="myContent"><span style=""><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">We are the sky</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">and beyond,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">the earth,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">and beneath,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">the waters</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">ever deep,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">that if there was a way to measure love</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">then our love would be unmeasurable.</span><br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4513423325125842503-1113532188047676378?l=caerberupoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>caerberuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16653123026233028958noreply@blogger.com0