Blood Moon

A red moon
It’s bloody face
Pressed against
The naked
Night sky.

Like animals
Driven ravenous
by the crimson
We hunger
For a taste of lust.

worship it
On bent knees
With eyes pointed
to the sky
Looking for heaven.

is the warmth of your
Secret place…

We let
It take us…
Our bodies
In red

Your skin is
The canvas,
I write stories upon
with my tongue
Under the light
of a blood moon.

R.Marrs © 2014.

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If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.

Edgar Allan Poe (via aestheticintrovert)
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Low Light

The room hums a perfect silence.
I watch you dream,
as I mentally record
the ambiance.

I place it with my collection
of stolen moments.
Your face hidden
in the tangle of bed sheets,
so I imagine your beauty
without sight
as my eyes adjust to the low-light.

Dawn decapitates tobacco trails,
slicing holes
in our ebony solitude.
The tears of our pores
like broken galaxies
scattered across our skin.

Your scent
sets my senses aflame,
a smoldering buffet of lust.
My dirty mind
clouding my head.
Not a clean thought in sight,
as we lay…
in the Low-light.

©R.Marrs 2014.

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Forget me not

As the last of your warmth
slips into nothingness,
I am reminded of the absolute
beauty of you.

How I would watch you
and not believe you were real
until the razor perfection
of your smile cuts away the dream,
and there you are…pure reality.

Nothing can erase you.
Even as time slowly erodes my memory your Image remains.
Even the smallest details, softly gleam with pristine brilliance.

I did so much wrong
at the right time.
I tried to cauterize the darkness
Of my life and in my pain
and frustration I burned everything… Even you.

Forgive me…
My Imperfection is my curse.
Without you…
The weight of it all
is crushing.
You made me better.
What a fool I am to deny
my own Cure.

Remember me…
In your heart
let the good of me live there
For you my love will never stop.
As for me…
Forget me not.

© R.Marrs 2014

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Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting with the gift of speech.


그림은 침묵의 시이며 시는 언어적 재능으로 그려내는 그림이다. (via soulist-aurora)
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You were born an original so don’t die a copy

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Art transcends language. Because language is the art of communication.

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The Return

What is this place?
From it I emerge.

Light greets me with blinding warmth.
I gasp on new air
its taste raw and tainted.

The crisp breeze knows me
we laugh
as new days are born.

I expand celestial wings
over gaps of time.
I shudder at ugly winds,
that leave their sooty corruption
my breath trails.

Souls of the forgotten
and damned swirl
in a blur of sound
as they vie for my attention.
They mistake me
for an Angel…

I cry for these tortured ghost,
trapped in limbo
for the sins of their flesh.

I ponder my fate
with a child’s imagination.
Old thoughts and memories
dull and crack,as
I become new life…
On my return.

©R.Marrs 2014.

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Man is the most insane species. He worships an invisible God and destroys a visible Nature. Unaware that this Nature he’s destroying is this God he’s worshiping.

Hubert Reeves (via novemberkind)
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  • AnonymousAdvice for new poets?
  • I don’t know if I should be giving “Advice” but… I will say this. Make sure your not just writing “Words”. See them, hear them, feel them, taste them. Take everything that hurts or gives you pleasure and put it all on that damn page!

    "Hope that helps" :)

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Slowly roasted green
The people look small from here
From seedling to flame

© R.Marrs~2014.

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Write hard and clear about what hurts.

Ernest Hemingway (via wordsnquotes)
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Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.

Mark Twain (via yagazieemezi)
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