Beyond The Trees

Beyond the Trees
by kalika

I wonder…

if darkness feels less-than 

when light comes around?

maybe it shrinks to nothing 

or disappears into the ground.

I wonder…

if silence feels the same 

in the presence of sound?

perhaps it feels suffocated 

by noise and then drowns.

I wonder…

if summer waits around

to keep its options open?

and maybe it will never know

what it’s like to feel frozen.

I wonder…

if forest birds ever want to 

swim with fish in the ocean?

perhaps they’re content with 

the lives that they’ve chosen.

I wonder… 

if those who stand tallest 

really care about the meek?

maybe their higher stance only 

lets them see those who succeed.

I wonder… 

if the deaf hear the cries 

of those who cannot speak?

perhaps they listen better than 

those whose hearing’s concrete.

I wonder…

if the world could be great 

if we lived a thousand lives?

maybe then we could empathize 

without a struggle or mental fight.

I wonder… 

if we’d have more humanity 

absent the battle with time?

and perhaps this would be the 

moment we’d finally see light.

Beyond the Trees

-kalika

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8 months ago

Pensacola

a pen to hold us in the summertime

where nature speaks and colors rhyme

sunset reflections across the shoreline

a day well spent to restore my mind

holding onto vitamin D daydreams

while my joy basks in sun-ray beams

and peace blows in with the cool breeze

time froze the devil in the deep blue sea

the ebb and flow; matter in motion

feeling the sea swell as the wind’s blowing

the foamy glaze drifting across the ocean

chasing mole crabs as we’re beach combing

swimming below waves as they break

beach volleyball games well played

in red bikinis while drinking all day

a place far enough from home to escape

carrying sand between my naked toes

buried in the land of a world unknown

where water cools and the warm sun glows

there’s no better place I could’ve chose

-kalika


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8 months ago
A. Scarlet Heart
by kalika

my heart’s now made of darkness,
I’ll play your game. 
on my chest; draw a scarlet A;
I’ll take all the blame.

 if you’re gonna brand me a villain, 
I’ll light up this flame.
I’ll spark a match just to watch the
world burn in your name. 

speak of the mighty devil, and she shall appear.
she’ll take everything from ya since you volunteered.

they say money’s the root of all evil,
but they’ve never met me.
I play with the devil’s advocate;
don’t dare bet against me.
get ready and heed my warning;
you ought to expect me.
a necessary evil, I had to become;
you will never forget me. 

I will take you down with me to face hellish frontiers.
we’ll go to hell in a hand-basket to find what you fear.

I’ll summon my rebellious hellions,
and zip up my Reaper jacket. 
I’ll melt and mix up magic to place
poison in your brass cup.
with threads of molten hot malevolence,
I’ll weave a flower basket.
rafflesias, wolfsbane, and monkey orchids,
I’ll lay them in your casket.

speak of the mighty devil, and I shall appear.
I’ll take everything from ya; for you volunteered.
you’ll go to hell in a hand-basket; I’ll learn what you fear.
you’re coming down with me to face hellish frontiers.

A. Scarlet Heart

my heart’s now made of darkness,

I’ll play your game.

on my chest; draw a scarlet A;

I’ll take all the blame.

if you’re gonna brand me a villain,

I’ll light up this flame.

I’ll spark a match just to watch the

world burn in your name.

speak of the mighty devil, and she shall appear.

she’ll take everything from ya since you volunteered.

they say money’s the root of all evil,

but they’ve never met me.

I play with the devil’s advocate;

don’t dare bet against me.

get ready and heed my warning;

you ought to expect me.

a necessary evil, I had to become;

you will never forget me.

I will take you down with me to face hellish frontiers.

we’ll go to hell in a hand-basket to find what you fear.

I’ll summon my rebellious hellions,

and zip up my Reaper jacket.

I’ll melt and mix up magic to place

poison in your brass cup.

with threads of molten hot malevolence,

I’ll weave a flower basket.

rafflesias, wolfsbane, and monkey orchids,

I’ll lay them in your casket.

speak of the mighty devil, and I shall appear.

I’ll take everything from ya; for you volunteered.

you’ll go to hell in a hand-basket; I’ll learn what you fear.

you’re coming down with me to face hellish frontiers.

-kalika

A. Scarlet Heart (spoken word)
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my heart’s now made of darkness, I’ll play your game. on my chest; draw a scarlet A; I’ll take all the blame. if you’re gonna brand me a

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