The Sometimes Coherant Ramblings of a former Head case

I wrote this back in 97 when I had cancer, The doctors said I had less than 5 years left. I wasn't sleeping well at the time and kept a notebook by my bed. Despite an abusive marriage and the pressures of starting a new band,..I proved them wrong. Still here and still writing!!


I'm just killing time on the outside
Waiting around for the nightime
No-one can tell, when's the right time
So I sit and stare
Waiting for a hot line

I was bustin a rhyme on the inside
Hanging by my fingers on the phone line
Seems like I waste, too much of my time
pushin my buttons
Looking for a good time

Anyone can say the words
The wildest things you've ever heard
Nobody can rape your ears
You hear what you want to hear.

I was surfin the web on a low tide
Feedin my head from the inside
Looks like I'm cruisin' for the last time
Riding down the highway
On the white line

First written in 1997 as a song scarlett Rhymes​

 

Smokin in a foxhole
In my mothers back yard
hope she doesn't see me
But I'm not trying very hard

Smokin in a foxhole
waiting for a sign
It's time to light a fire
like the one inside my mind

Hidin' in this foxhole
diggin like a squirrel
I could find, a shred of freedom
If I weren't such a girl

Cover me in autum leaves
wrap me in your chaos
slippin somthing up my sleeve
Enough to take my head off

Scarlett Rhymes 2001​

 

Lonely, I'm not allowed to be,
Social, Part of the crowd and I'm
Worried, All of my dreams will come
Crashing, right down on me

Stories, Of dubious truth, but they
Serve me, and you've got no proof and I'm
Wasted, anouther day gone, and I'm
Wondering, where I went wrong

Theres a danger, at every turn cause of
Lessons, I never learned and I'm
Wasted, anouther day gone, and I'm
Wondering, Where I went wrong

It's always darkest before the dawn

Scarlett Rhymes ​

 

The vision of something
that keeps the heart beating
In a seed that lay waiting
To spring into life

The song that keeps singing
When voices grow silent
Melts with the blossoms
That hide under the snow

The fruits of my nightmares
Have all come to surface
Now pain is a memory
I won't soon forget

the touch of an angel
The bliss of a shadow
That sleeps with a woman
Who lives in a dream

Scarlett Rhymes​

 

Wrapped in the milky warmth of my mothers breast.
A memory, long since lost.
Now replaced by evergreens and running streams.
Pebbles, ferns, and moss.

This is my home.
A forest of dreams.
Where a motherless child
Finds peace in Gaea's arms.
Where dogwoods sing and Tiger lillies dance,
to the incandescent
music of the wood.

Entwined vines hang low from a pine and make a swing,
for fairies to climb.
Cradled securely on a bed of almost autumn leaves.
Delighting in my earthly aromas of rain soaked wood and soil.
I sing to you each morning.
Atop the highest hill.
Arms outstreached in homage.
Alone but not alone.
You have your eye on me, kissing me with sunshine.
I was your child
and will be again.

 

Rebirthing

Sharp you cut.
Ouch I bleed.
Falling from this mind of light,
into divorce.
Inheritor of a cast away legacy.
Am I all who have raped you?
How have I become such?

Forsaking virgins...
At fourteen I discovered
the thorns of the black-rose,
in so many.

How does one remarry within?
Animus balances Anima,
on this bridge of equality.

I reopen my wounded heart
and offer rivers of blood
to mix with your tears.

How many years will it take?

All these rebirthed demons,
howling for solace.
Take my daughters hand,
lets watch the ripples.
I care.

Your words are moving,
like tidal surges
from a hurricane.

Bliss is your birthright,
it can only be hidden,
never does it leave.

http://www.hipforums.com/forums/showthread.php?t=105538

 

Once again your eloquence is only surpassed by your grasp of humanity.
Sylvan, are you sure your a male? You seem like a sister who's been where I was somehow. I believe for you the veil's been lifted, Male-Female, Now
just human.

 

i can just see your hand flying across the page, trieing to keep up with your thoughts, you are a true poet

 

Thanks so much. After all these years it's nice to have a place to showcase my work and get some input. You guys rock and are super supportive. Bless you all.

Scarlett​

 

Just Love, Scarlett.

 

Take a breath of life​

Hold it deep inside​

Picture heaven​

On a hill​

An angel at your side​

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Setting sun aglow​

Sinks in pools of blue​

Flowers, trees, and water​

Drinking in the view​

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Chirping birds and crickets​

Music for the soul​

Feel my love beside you​

This can make you whole​

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Listen to the lullaby​

Heaven sends your way​

Let it bring the kind of peace​

Your dreaming of today​

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Earthly angels from above​

Illuminate this life​

Look into the eyes of love​

Peace be yours tonight​

 

I wrote this back in 97 after seeing Soul Assylums" Runaway train" video

Little old man​

sitting crosslegged on the lawn​

Feeding pidgeons from a bag​

Just a little after dawn​

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Curly headed girl​

Making castles in the sand​

Sunlight smiling in her hair​

Holding seashells in her hand​

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Little boy lost​

Wanders through the streets alone​

Empty stomach, dirty, cold​

Searching for a home​

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Little Jimmy's eyes dont sparkle,​

Little Cindy's on her own,​

Little bobby sleeps in doorways,​

Little John, chilled to the bone​

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Little jewels, took for granted​

little seeds, that dont get planted​

Never nurtured, never sown​

Without a home to call their own​

Rot away before they're grown​

so many futures, yet unknown​

 

^ thats defining, and it so much reminds me of a poem I wrote when i was a kid on the road and we were sudenly inendated by all the disturbed people who were abruptly booted out on the streets by budget cuts
... he was ask to sign his name, a man in white he did the same, now the days are free for him to walk, the nights are free for him to stalk, now he walks a man unknown in sadness for he walks alone
man, i havent thought of that poem for ages, wish i could remember all of it

 

Thanks man, As a mother of 4 I saw alot of displacement. It's hard enough for humans to live outside a family structure...Worse when you see it through the eyes of a child. I had 4 of my own but was mother to many.

Peace and Love, Scarlett​

 

Fragmented fabrications​

Unjustifiably false​

An opaque reality​

Defensive and full of bravado​

A slap in the face

The sting of disrespect​

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Regardless of contact​

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Lingers​

 

Sorry about that one being overspaced,..having difficulty with my indents.

share some of your works/ ramblings/ whatever, here.

 

She rears her ugly head up from the blackened tar pits of the place where

loves light cannot shine. Spitting and spouting off like a boiling kettle.
Remember me?, she shrills in the most hissing of tones.
"Thought you were rid of me? Well I beg to disappoint.

I will always exist in the bowels of your psyche.​

You will never rid of me be.​

As long as you let me in, I will show up at your door.​

I wait for it, as I have waited all these 7 years past.​

Always ready, Stoic, and obliging.​

Mouth agape, yes even salivating, in anticipation of dramas magic wand.​

So take care not to call.​

For I am all too willing to accommodate.​

Hold on to your light and waiver not.​

For here I lay in festering slumber.​

A lioness, poised to pounce on her morning prey.​

Taking her fill and leaving the rest for the pride.​

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^ i will guess , hatred or ego

 

Pretty close, I toyed with Anger, Rage, Bitterness, and The Dark Side.
..But..None of them are hitting the nail.

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