eye through frosted glass.
Their are some days people just want to be loved. to be touched, to be held and to feel. we want to feel conected to one another in some way other than just knowing you are on the same planet. this is not just one ore two people, this is the whole world. so many people so much space and two peolpe can be in the same room at the same time and still feel miles apart. all this with out touch.
beyond touch and feeling is the connection you get mentaly with one you love. even being miles apart you can feel that other person right their next to you. feel their heart beat next to yours. but its a connection that has to be cultivated as well as like any thing else in a relationship.
with regard to relationships some are spontainous others are well cultivated. the spontainious ones are fun and exciting and you may or may not always have this with that same person. sometimes those spontainious relationships turn in to a well cutivated relationship just by the amout of time you put in to them.
all well cutivated relationships take time, effort, and a fair degree of work. in this writers humble opinion a well cultivated relationship will not be easy but not be a very difficult either. lets liken thish unto a flower, you keep it watered and free of pest. you prune some branches to make others grow better. when it blooms you keep the dead off to grow the heathy nicer.
but all this stems from touch and a connection. a spark that you ether let die or grow in to a blazing fire. and you can think about nothing other than this other person in your life. that consumption is a basic human need, to feel touched, to feel close to someone, and to be loved.
It happened tonight I met her boy toy. he was an ass and needed to be on a shorter leash. I wanted so bad to pull the blade from my back pocket and gently carve from ear to ear. to alow his warm blood to flow out and then over my fingers. to see his eyes know that it was his last breath. to see him gasp for air his brian knew would not come. to watch his lifeless body drop to the floor and then to push her into his blood and say “his blood is on your hands”. but i digress i did not. i will say my opinion of this soldier who is fucking my wife is low. it is lower than that of the people whom he is going to fight. I said my peice to him and now to the world. but now I ask your opinion world if you were married and separated with out a divorce. then came back home to your family would you bring home your new crush? now so you can see my point i will say that he is going to be deployed on the 28th of this month. needless to say I am still upset and have lost any sign of respect i thought i would have had for this one person.
Today’s random poem had the highest number of provided random words ever at 14 completely random words highlighted in blue. Many people contributed today many of which are 1st time players in my random twitter poem game, a big thank you to the following people: @Miragi, @cheth, @sheakoshan, @coyotesqrl, @mebanded, @SurfCityJay, @jlp4u3, @Thyme2dream, @jmedvm, @SocialMind, @TheDailyBlonde, @or1gb1u3, @lejonprime, @reginasuniverse
Bounty On Her Heart
Princes and Kings have tried and failed
To win this free woman’s heart for them
She cannot be won some say she is a restless spirit
A soul with no mate a heart with no shape
Some have offered her silver and gold
Others castles, kingdoms and pieces of land
Her loves cost cannot be summed with calculator
She takes offense to those who try
Infantile men wounded by rejection
Are driven into flashing fits of rage
Threats against her friends and relatives
Are something she sometimes endures
What is it about her some would say
That instills a propensity to fall in love
If you are clever enough to make her smile
You would be blessed to feel so copesetic
Her incandescent beauty radiates bright
Drawn from the energy of a thousands suns
Some would consider her seduction burlesque
Most however find the flavor delicious
A touch by her hand can induce a catatonic state
Lets you have the fortitude to withstand
Something unnatural and ageless about this girl
Which is why the world wants her hand with no exemption
Spitting image of a goddess turned mortal
Flowers grow wherever she walks
Feel her presence and you will understand
Why there is a bounty on her heart
-Poem by Dragon Blogger
this post will one day be evolved to the about page as thoughts come together and morph. but first what is the DVNT Confessions? it is a place for my poetry and a place to bear my heart and soul. Some writing will be some of my past work some will be more current. on the dated writing I will let you know a date if I have one. I also say that if you have a poem or writing that you would like posted here e-mail me and let me know. The updates for this site are going to be on Tuesdays and from there work up to maybe a more rapid posting schedule.
Some of the first content will be ported over from my other blog http://dvnttech.com in time all seeds grow.
No regrets
C.Rice
poetry pose and prose, going down in flame
ever sinking its a fail with no whale
and fire consuming the desires and dreams
no end in sight as i look beyond
the horizon of water with the red ball rising
a new day dawns chasing away the night with light
bringing color to a path shaded by grey
and all days chasing the ever sinking sun
flying through life time gets away
till one day you open your eyes and see
poetry pose and prose, going down in flame
ever sinking its a fail with no whale
and fire consuming the desires and dreams
