Saturday, October 4, 2008
The Summoning
I just had a random inspiration to write a poem about summoning spirits... dark, huh? hehe... this is just a short thing i wrote 5 minutes ago. the good poem is below this. i think the one below this is my best one yet so... check it out!!
The Summoning
By Julian Starkey
Must bring it back, summoning in the park
Its music for a séance, in the dark
If it works we will make our mark
Bringing back spirits, did you see the spark?
Silence the dogs, they may bark
The summon is over, we must embark
Bringing our spirits, there’s no remark
The dead is now back, look at them stark
THE LONGEST POEM I EVER WRITTED
this is the longest poem i ever writted... and its still in progress... its... wow long. hope you like it so far, ill edit this post later to publish the final poem. and if you see any errors please let me know... *ahem* lilac... ;) love ya
The World in My Eyes
By Julian Starkey
This is exactly how I was taught
Survival of the fittest, what I had sought
Using tweezers, a fly is caught
Getting a job, that’s how she was bought
Did she really deserve what she got?
Mercury slugs, you are shot
The artist, the artist, the odyssey wrought
Demons and angels, where they fought
Painting with shadows, missing the light
Into a vacuum, flying a kite
Fighting the prince with all of your might
His bleeding teeth sure do bite
Fixing a hole, what a wonderful sight
Born anew love birds, what a delight
In the city streets, people fight
What makes all of this right?
I have promised her, I will
Pull out a sniper rifle, will I kill?
She waits there, waiting until
I wait here, getting bad chills
The bear has been fired from the mill
Working to earn his share to fill
He has to pay all of those bills
Wishing and wondering, we must remain still
Take some E, power to the max
Stepping boldly onto some tacks
Running over water, gotta send that fax
Side by side, on railroad tracks
Big Blue behind us, watching our backs
Running away, don’t wanna pay tax
This is my story, here are the facts
Slip in the poison, Gatorade full of lax
Too far is the ledge, give me a toss
Savior Leah, what is the cost?
Nothing is won when all is lost
Unsteady bridge, the universe across
On the south side grows the moss
Nobody’s gain, everyone’s loss
Sneaking in the secret sauce
Your own mind is your toughest boss
Marry my wife, gunna have some kids
Selling the trailer to the highest bid
Pop open the jar, take off the lid
You take attack, I’ll take mid
I never lie, I only kid
Go to the mall, it’s where he hid
Get the water, it must be rid
Look me up on YouTube, I posted some vids
Only for thatgirl, do I sing
I’ll buy her a diamond – silver ring
Just to prove she’s worth more than any human being
Roll it up, smoke it, and give it a fling
Suck it up boy, it may sting
The gold on her chest is her only bling
Don’t be a perv, look for the real meaning
It is hidden, try harder thinking
Don’t pay attention in class, don’t know what they teach
Random bearded guy and what he did preach
Hold out your hand, please try to reach
Making out and sex, all on the beach
Skin smells like lilacs, soft as a peach
Passing out drugs, there’s some for each
Three nations, distributed by a leech
Behind the wall now, we must breach
Still on the beach, here we lie
Gazing the stars that light up the sky
Stay with me forever, we will never die
Don’t wanna get dressed, don’t like to try
Big, brown, beautiful, hazel eyes
When I’ve got you I will never cry
If you leave me I have got to know why
Look at my eyes now, they are no longer dry
You must let die and you must let live
Never receive, all you did was give
I wanna do it again, want it to relive
What was the reason? The real motive?
Go into court, who’s the real plaintiff
Like a dream or a fairytale, it seemed fictive
Who is the prince? I am passive
Now I am weak, no longer active
This couldn’t have happened, it doesn’t seem real
All I’ve got now is what I could steal
Not enough money to afford a meal
Gunna get that girl, but I need a wheel
What is your problem, what is the deal?
Met her in a shirt of beautiful teal
On my knees before you I’m gunna kneel
A stamp and ink, I’ll set my seal
The candle in my heart is no longer lit
As I exist I just feel like shit
All over I feel like I’ve been hit
By a giant spider, it’s like I’ve been bit
Clothing of tears, it’s what I knit
How my love for you feels, no words really fit
How to mend a broken heart, you have the kit
A bottomless hole, fall down a pit
It all started from a summer in the city
Just my luck, damn she’s pretty
Beat the system, we are witty
Took it slow, itty-bitty
Drunk from Lipton lemon iced-tea
This cool cat misses his kitty
After we split I just feel shitty
Now she’s gone, truly a pity
I’ll never get her back, would you like to bet?
She was the master, and I, her pet
The cost is too great, the price is set
It’s not my choice, but it must be let
I’m depressed now, just like we met
This is like trying to catch fish with a broken net
I want to give up, but yet
You must never give up, and never fret
Raindrops are falling now, upon my head
Her love letters were the first I ever read
Used to give up on love and just stay in bed
My heart is heavy, it feels like lead
It was her love that kept me fed
I promised her we would never be dead
Do you recall exactly what she said?
I can’t make promises, its fate that led
The uncertain future fills the air
Do you remember what happened there?
My love is for her, and I cannot share
That small girl, is she still in the bear?
Such beautiful, flowing, brown hair
She was the only one who really did care
What do I do… do I dare?
I didn’t think the decision was all that fair
sorry!
its been a few days since i last posted.. im not ignoring my blog, im just working on a really long poem. typed up single spaced, it is 7 pages long... i think its my best yet. just wait a couple more days and ill be done =)
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
another post in the same day?
woohoo... 2 posts in 1 day... very proud of myself. i had alot of spare time at school today so... i wrote this too. this is pretty much the glass onion of my poems... if that makes sense at all to you? it pretty much just explains who i am talking about in my previous 2 poems... hope you like it. and try to figure out what everything means if you can, otherwise you wont know who it is.
Of All the Eight Wonders of the World
By Julian Starkey
That small Girl lives in the bear
Stars shine for her brown hair
Charging up to seventeen
You have no idea what I mean
Hazel eyes of her have shone
The single cheese stands alone
Separated by some floss
Makarina, moja milosc
Never forget a little blue bow
Making love under the rainbow
Four half eggs in the fridge
Across the hall is the full kid
We must wait until tomorrow
All six eyes full of sorrow
Because tomorrow never knows
If I’m within her, without her
Sex and candy
The greatest bittersweet combination of them all
The Prince and the Bird
here is a poem about a prince and a bird... hope you like it.
The Prince and the Bird
by Julian Starkey
Dedicated to a prince and a bird, whom both lost their wings
Rain and water
Wind and snow
The wingless bird
Cannot be flown
So hard she tries
To fly away
The chains that bind her
Remain to stay
The Prince of Amity
Tries to free her
He breaks one chain
Three others bind her
The prince requests help
Who hears his plea?
The guards come
For now, the prince must flee
The prince comes back
One week later
The bird is still there
Can he save her?
The first made of paper
The second of steel
The rest are titanium
He gives her an extra meal
This poor little bird
Used to sing for him
This bird lost her voice
Their’ prison walls grow dim
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Corrupt society
here is a poem i wrote today in school... the poem has mostly hidden meanings which are not understandable unless you know me... same with the picture i have, i drew that today just to fit the poem... hope you like it
Corrupt Society
By Julian Starkey
In memory of Moja Milosc
Fly into the city
Gunshots in the air
Bullets raining down
People screaming there
Rip a piece of paper
Paper made of steel
Fly into the city
Where everyone shall kneel
Two hundred gather
All wearing green
They pray that she
Will help to make them free
Fly into the city
A raging fight goes on
Listen to the knives drop
Rebels down one by one
She wields a bow
He wields a sword
Together they clash
Who will be the victor?
Shot in the knee
Struck in the arm
Everyone is watching
She remains strong
The battle continues
She is struck down
The war hero has fallen
Everyone’s eyes are loud
The battle has been lost
The rebels lost the day
Never give up, never surrender
Just live and let die
Dementia... say what?
Here is the link to the paper i had to read, summarize, and give my reaction to for one of my classes... below this would be my reaction... email me your reactions at tumby_deity@yahoo.com?
http://www.catholic.org/international/international_story.php?id=29538
In my reaction to reading this article, I would have to say that Baroness Warnock is quite a few bad words I cannot mention in this essay with fear of losing points. Just because dementia patients are being taken care of by other people, doesn’t mean that they aren’t human. You should not take a life away from anyone, whether they take up space or not. These dementia patients are still part of someone’s family, whether the Baroness likes it or not. I am thinking the Baroness woke up on the wrong side of the bed and stepped in a bowl of “Let’s kill the mental patients of the world!” Basically, Baroness Warnock is the British Hitler of the twenty-first century, targeting a group of, in a way, minorities, and wanting them to be killed. If her entire family were all dementia patients, would she want them all to die? That would be her parents, children, husband, aunts, uncles, all those other relatives. Maybe she has a bad history with dementia? I wouldn’t know, all I know is that the Baroness is extremely wrong for saying this about dementia patients. Sure, they are depleting resources and taking up space… but aren’t you too Baroness? Their lives still have a purpose even if they cannot remember anything or are slower than average people.
http://www.catholic.org/international/international_story.php?id=29538
In my reaction to reading this article, I would have to say that Baroness Warnock is quite a few bad words I cannot mention in this essay with fear of losing points. Just because dementia patients are being taken care of by other people, doesn’t mean that they aren’t human. You should not take a life away from anyone, whether they take up space or not. These dementia patients are still part of someone’s family, whether the Baroness likes it or not. I am thinking the Baroness woke up on the wrong side of the bed and stepped in a bowl of “Let’s kill the mental patients of the world!” Basically, Baroness Warnock is the British Hitler of the twenty-first century, targeting a group of, in a way, minorities, and wanting them to be killed. If her entire family were all dementia patients, would she want them all to die? That would be her parents, children, husband, aunts, uncles, all those other relatives. Maybe she has a bad history with dementia? I wouldn’t know, all I know is that the Baroness is extremely wrong for saying this about dementia patients. Sure, they are depleting resources and taking up space… but aren’t you too Baroness? Their lives still have a purpose even if they cannot remember anything or are slower than average people.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Bind Me With Your Blue Roses
This is another poem/song that i wrote... need some music if anyone can help me out there? well... here it is
Bind Me With Your Blue Roses
By Julian Starkey
Dedicated to a wonderful girl you probably know
Look at the sun, it burns for you
Look at the moon, as it shines true
A burst of Paris, a moment of color
A statue made in your honor
A river flows to hear you speak
A fire burns to see you walk
A flower blooms to sense your presence
A heart beats to be with you
A giant leap into the sun
I need you girl, you make me run
I love you girl, you make me soothed
I need your love, you let me move
I love you...
I love you!
I love you...
I love you!
Bind me with blue roses,
Your beautiful blue roses
Make me a servent, in your great empire
Make me the best damn paperback writer
Dress me with silver, clothe me with gold
Stay with me forever and together we’ll grow old
I don’t need candy to taste the pretty rainbow
All I need is you girl, you brought me up when I became low
I give you my heart, I give you my soul
Whenever I’m with you I feel so very bold
I need you...
I need you!
I need you...
I need you!
Bind me with blue roses
Your wonderful blue roses
Til death do us part
Bury me with roses
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Zodiac
Hey... got a random idea for a blog... in this picture there is the zodiac killer's 340-symbol cipher, or message put into symbols. there are 62 symbols in total which means obviously letters are repeated. in previous messages he mispells the word paradise so it reads "paradice" which suggests that it isnt the only word mispelled, so computer programs cant decipher this. it was sent to a newspaper in 1969, so next year is the 50th year anniversary of this message... and still nobody has truly cracked the code. see if you can decipher it! email me anything you got at tumby_deity@yahoo.com i wont reply with anything but a thanks and maybe a little message, i dont like spam and i doubt you do either so lets not send each other any. well... heres the message (i dont check my email daily so be patient. i check it about every 3 days)
need topics!!
hey. people. comment on this, give me topics to talk about! pleeeeease? ill give you smiles? :)
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