Blaine Strong Poems

Maybe I'm a trumpets blast
Baby I'm gonna make it last
Standing cold and shivering
Loves warm touch left us quivering
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Like a tree our love grows, live oaks of yesterday's passion.
Left blinded and crooked, as the wind pierces through feeble mossy canopies.
Laughter and chaos, attracted like angry magnets these borders won't hold.
I'm ever bronzing, this equator knows not shame of lust.
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Poetic devotion, gnawing away at our emotions like angry pihranna.
My shortness of breath bringing me closer to the grips of death.
I wanted to write a poem about love and sanctuary, but everyone was scared and laughing at me.
Each line I write, the rhythm turns shyly away, I can no longer rhyme.
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Here comes that hopeless feeling again
There goes my way of life and still then
I let it all go.
Tossed into a wastebasket of memories
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Periwinkle Princess
O how she shined in the night
So violaceous and shimmering
Represented as a small snow crystal
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Its about the golden leaf that catches the corner of your eye in the dog days of summer.
Its about a trophy its about class its about the way the sun bakes your skin
Its about the will to win.
I fought through the storm and came out on the other side still punching.
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I was dancing in the cool november rain, wishing all for sunshine. Wash away my pain.
Inching into dawns next pure prolific day, the extravagant, autumns decay.
Steam from the hot sandy road makes vision regretful, I'm dreading this long flight this eve of thanksgiving.
It was in all poets purity combined, that I was beginning to find, unity and destiny.
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I know you didn't intend to bring me down.
I hope you knew that I would never stay like this.
Did you see me lying on the ground, would you pick me up? Wrap me in for a long slow kiss.
When all the other world's gave up on me, you moved into my life so cautiously. Stayed a while, then you ripped my world in two. Baby I'll still be loving you. For all my lonely days.
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