Give Me The Key

transference almost
asking for the key
borders the coast
why, no one can see

this one is for me
transference almost
asking for the key
oh, sea is all we see

really, did not, you see
this one is for me
transference almost,
asking for the key

Artwork by Brooke Shaden

well he did love me
really did not, you see
this one is for me
transference almost


why, no one can see
well he did love me
really, did not, you see
this one is for me


oh, sea is all we see
why, no one can see
well he did love me
really, did not, you see


there is no real key
oh, sea is all we see
why, no one can see
well he did love me


we leave it a mystery
there is no real key
oh, sea is all we see
why, no one can see


dearheart love actually
we leave it a mystery
there is no real key
oh, sea is all we see


she and He could see
dearheart, love actually
we leave it a mystery
there is no real key


her face, full of glee
she and He could see
dearheart, love actually
we leave it a mystery


glee, improper you see?
her face, full of glee
she and He could see
dearheart, love actually




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http://dversepoets.com/2014/09/23/poetics-passion-of-brooke-shaden/

Knocking (with a small h)

he keeps on knocking
he wants to come in...
her heart still blocking
no matter, what past, sin


she gets no glare, a stare
love in her heart was stolen
by one who does not care
swim and swims the ocean


faster and faster, drown
reaching, her heart taken
closes all doors, all 'lown
still numb, stoic, forsaken


he keeps on knocking
he wants to come in...
her heart still locking
no matter, what past, sin


knowing, your tall thin
stays in waiting, alone
in her mind, how's he been
prays his heart of stone


would relight their cords
with hers, living with
fingernails on boards
rough edges and pith


wanting him back, see
still, waiting by the sea
thinking about you and me
see she now is the 'lown.









Urban dictionary: Lown***kinder form of clown.