KARennacker

Kerel A. Rennacker

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'Ain't' Truth by KARennacker, literature

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'Ain't' Truth

Do you want to hear the Truth? Do you want to know the Truth? What if the Truth dashed your dreams and your desires? What if the Truth was impolite? What if the Truth was fierce and unrelenting? What if the Truth has nothing whatsoever to do with you? Doesn't consider you? Doesn't think you're a victum. Doesn't think you're ordained by God. Doesn't think you are a unique flower or butterfly or whatever?! What if the Truth was straightforward? Would you want to hear that you're seperated from it? It's kinda rough, ain't it? To know that you can never differentiate yourself from the Truth that does not flater nor faulter! That the

Bravery went Asunder by KARennacker, literature

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Bravery went Asunder

This smirking dark world did beat me tender Until to love's embrace I did surrender. Asunder went this grey street haze Replaced by your hand's gentle loving phrase. Stood I strong here once before Imploring thoughts of colors torn. Replacing resolve with forlorn sounds Of loving that in which death abounds. In dreams we float on cobblestone streets Staring into towering walls of buildings elite. Remember the time when once I fled From myself, Now it's you instead. So again I face myself in this place And again I taste worldly fear's bitter trace. Embrace my steps with you by my side I'll remember your kiss if these worlds sho

What Makes a Man by KARennacker, literature

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What Makes a Man

Beautiful are the curves of Sweet and Tender that smile their way into my heart. That laugh their way Into my dreams. That Tempt their way into my thoughts. And that is what makes me a Man, With more hair on my chest And love in my soul than Those whom boast them the King. Down goes the moon, once stuck In the sky, now a firey blaze. Up comes the tide that washes Around, as do the hearts of young lovers. And here is what makes me a man. Not stuck in my skin nor Throwing on muscle but learning To hold that neck strong. To take all in stride, not bottled inside Are the things of which I can change. Plush are the lips y

Why wait? by KARennacker, literature

Thoughtful downfall by KARennacker, literature

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Thoughtful downfall

I think you just need to relax Let go that slipping, failing grasp That clings onto the world you've built Or with it soon you both will wilt I think it's better left unsaid My words were alive but on you they're dead And death to me just isn't true I am life, with or with out you I think a little much sometimes Some thoughts are music some thoughts are rhymes Some thoughts are deeper than ever I could be Which is how I know these thoughts just ain't me I think about you all the time So deep my love, so deep your crime Of wanting just what you have not But still of you I have not forgot I think I finally desire peace That s

I profess by KARennacker, literature

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I profess

Shaken in this faith Taken lowly in heart. Befuddled by weakness That it should harm me no more. To you I profess, 'Mi Amour'. Gather up ye ranks And legions known as courage. Take heed and make your stand That on those wings we will soar. To you I profess, "Mi Amour". "Mi Amour!" "Mi Amour!" I've come in shouting I've come kicking in the door To you I profess, "Mi Amour." Abducted all my being, When eyes first seen like yours. The softness of your voice Sounds as the waves that meet the shore To you I profess, "Mi Amour" "Mi Amour!" "Mi Amour!" I've come in shouting I've come kicking in the door To you I profess, "Mi A

Fallen Brethren by KARennacker, literature

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Fallen Brethren

Against all Natural law, The sin that scratches. The Angles talk in song And bleed of Midnight prayer. One third their brethren fallen Stare 'cross this Great Divide. Once tone that sang together, Now appease their demonic side. All creation here takes part, Free Will this one still constant. When happenstance meets circumstance All are left dumbfounded. Fate just one device To desensetize a people Stuck in sins who can't see God But wish to believe them effortlessly free.

Strong and Wild by KARennacker, literature

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Strong and Wild

(The Way; A Silver Trumpet's sound The path; A flowing River's pebbles Honor - Misunderstood as Pride Cleverness - Human's most enjoyable trick.) And as the demons came, I gave them each a name So that I may not be lost, Nor be punished by their cost. Irrigate this garden, Wherefore certain dirt clumps harden. I've come to work this soil And reap that reward sown through toil. This much none can ever touch The unseen world at which they clutch. Dare to bring me their own pain And dare to use it for their own gain. But yet, it's true, this world does hurt I gnash my teeth, I tare my shirt. I struggle to rise and stand again

A Free Mind by KARennacker, literature

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A Free Mind

The external is happening at its pace. The inner brings about variance. The perception that creates illusion starts. Life flows at its comfort, Free Will is neither good nor bad. Not seeing its impartiality, it is deemed good or bad. Not seeing the whole, this is sin. Seeing only the many me of self, This is the root of separation from truth. The whole is uncompromising, having firmly its way. Its unison is The Great Secret. With all parts running their part The whole is intact. All parts perverting their part The whole is compromised. Parts will play their part as desired. The water will flow, no matter its contaminates. Th

To Return To by KARennacker, literature

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To Return To

Society has its ways. Devouring all for a senseless Yearning for completion. An attempt to connect outer with the inner to bring harmony. I want to believe in everything; Had for better or made for worse. Given up, I know that we surrender, Lamenting the life meant for rebirth. Separate the stillness from the turmoil. The restless excitement That bears

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That I'm Led by KARennacker, literature

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That I'm Led

That I'm Led *********************************** I feel like the day. Tormented by ravaging winds Attacked on four corners Left to assumption and Predictable like the seconds. And I, like the new day, Am also anew with Vigor At it's dawning moments Like the day I am led by the revealing light That encompasses and surpasses all. My darkness cold Like the metallic huge of stars untouchable. You cunning wizard. You stunning illusionist. You deceptive master of the glutton's chow. Oh, that my heart could reveal you as my pen does Agony! Oh, Agony. The shared bond of mankind. The slumber of suffering That makes the w

The Turn by KARennacker, literature

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The Turn

The Turn ****************** A great escape To a place of Mystery Where no records are kept. Silently I wait For the oncoming train And passage to Nomad Constantly going and in a State of fret Restless when arriving and Fear over not again starting Did you pay the toll? Can we cross together? Upon arrival Will I know your face? Now comes the distant rumble Of a smoke stack Which acts as a ladder Between Earth and air. Do not cry for me Less they be tears of joy Over rosemary cheeks That beam over the One loss Which opens the floodgates For the many oceans of man.

Salt of my Untamed Winds by KARennacker, literature

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Salt of my Untamed Winds

I. Be ugly. Be disgusting. Put on your worse face And dance to the burning music Of demons and ghouls. And among those flamed smoke stacks That seek out the beautiful and burn their eyes With the hazy discomfort of past warmth and Future fog and present torment and eternal unrest; Among those unwelcome visitors That make shut eyes a preference- I will show you love. II. Be unknowing. Be uncertain. Float in the center of the ambiguous. Select the middle ground until you meet A dead end. Be not hot nor cold but lukewarm. Rest in the firmament of the sky and Break apart like wind meeting obstacles. And from th

Now in the Shade by KARennacker, literature

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Now in the Shade

When eyes doth open Being forced to shut Meet discreetly With words that cut. When light meets that eyelid That sees not its tale But rampages onward In hopes to prevail. When met yet again With the blistering sun Would shut ins retreat? No, they'd wish never to run My sun. My sun. Set softly over sea Brightening another world Have you yet forsaken me? My sun, my sun. Warm my flower, my earth. And when retired at night Remind me with bright stars of your worth But now in the shade Only memory rekindles Of warmth first felt Pouring in through soft windows. When sleepers awaken By the touch of your rays

The Jester's Son by KARennacker, literature

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The Jester's Son

Even in his castle the king is never safe. Always is he looking to be overthrown, Because no man is greater than another But greed gives the wicked man strength. Many men refuse blessings. Men think them weak and Pride clouds judgement Like the bay fog covers the earth From the sight of the heavens. And so one man tries another's food for poison. One man refuses another man's change. One man wears ties, the other man wears a weary smile. One man dances, the other scoffs. The jester laughs at it all. The king trusts not even his son.

Silence of your Way by KARennacker, literature

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Silence of your Way

Silence of Your Way **************** Silent the voice of the eternal. Light is soundless presence. Evaporate the darkness. Cuts through it Like moonbeams enticing the waters But holding the tide. What can be this time? Accept of my prayer; Take of my hand; Creator of my life. Bring to me those passions You once excited on an idle afternoon When all there was to see was you. Hold my weary pack With your blessing So that I never thirst. It is now You who shine through me, Opening my sleeping eyes With the loftiness of your way.

The Weeping Willow by KARennacker, literature

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The Weeping Willow

The Weeping Willow ********************* The secret love of my life Has finally left me today. It all came crashing to a head. No matter how I feel, there is Nothing I can say. Love, when trampled under The cruel foot of secrecy Refuses, rather is denied The sunlight that creates Intimacy. Those in your life Of whom you wish would just stay All must in the end leave While the undesirables stay. So what is life's time But temporary? Like the time of my life Soon plundered by worry. The sweet smell on my lips As it all fades to gray The taste on my fingertips That first caused me to stray. The fire of soul As yours dan

Sugar Dance by KARennacker, literature

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Sugar Dance

Like ants we dance To the struggle for sugar My back is soar Like I always remember My skin is dry Like the desert valley. We have come so far Stumbling into the next Fearing the "is" Collectively we are tired Of the same figure eight rat race For the big cheese checker flag. Nine to five, Twenty-four Seven, Three sixty-five with a ten minute break. Is time only priceless if money's on your mind? Well, words are my only recourse And you do not speak my language. But my eyes see your eyes. And our pain is the same.

To Return To by KARennacker, literature

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To Return To

A Free Mind by KARennacker, literature

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A Free Mind

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Frolic by jimithy, literature

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Frolic

Let's find time to play together In a children's land of toys Let's play honest injun As if we're little boys Let's walk into the desert To view the clear night sky Let's splurge and rent a glider And learn how eagles fly Let's find an immaculate artist Who ties our souls in knots Let's create our own style music And dance in parking lots Let's take a pair of horses That'll find the long way home Through the upland forests And across cold brooks we'd roam We can let puppies lick our faces As we squeal in delight We can turn our backs against the wind To fly a silken kite Let's not forget the romance Of Paris i

Twisted. by Kairilovesyou, literature

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Twisted.

we all have secrets we keep inside unknown to all, inside to hide twisting your soul changing yourself the darkest part of you you want to help it calls for you,tries to suck you in entranced with a song an unheard hymn you fight and scream, try to chase it away but it wants it's due; for you to pay sit down, deep breath as the panick begins pulling up memories, bringing back sins forgiving yourself is the first step to take the addiction to feeling that all is lost comes with a deadly and pricely cost the pain it pulls and yanks at me i need it i yearn it, yet i try and flee the anguish and torture a lullaby the happiness see

Coffee Rings Like Dog Ears by MGBarrera, literature

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Coffee Rings Like Dog Ears

I have fallen in love with your anatomy books with photos of you for sketching across my bedroom walls, for remembering and being reminded of the creases in your neck when you turn right (or left) and the way your legs look with every movement. I spend nights leafing through your pages the same way I leaf through your fingers when you pass out in my bed for comfort, to know you have a bed besides your own. You have stained my sheets with your coffee rings which you use to mark your pages instead of dog ears. You say there is no such thing as Decaf because it's all in our heads and depression is an inherent human trait which is okay, you sa

Tell Me Why by patienceofpaper, literature

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Tell Me Why

Tell me, wind, why do you cry? I'm the echo of the broken, I ask only why. Tell me, poppy, why are you red? I am the blood and the bed of the dead. Tell me, rat, why are you so fat? War is food, let's leave it at that. Tell me rose, why are you in pain? Hope has wilted but thorns remain. Tell me rain, why do you weep? To drown all the sins and all those asleep. Tell me, table, why are you broken? I am the beholder of words never spoken. Tell me, pen, why didn't you lie? I wept all those words and now I am dry. Tell me, helmet, where is you soul? It has left me a shell, a chasm, a hole. Tell me, worm, where is your pride? It d

Tat Tvam Asi by nevergetfooledagain, literature

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Tat Tvam Asi

When we sing the same song- the notes intertwine, and voices meld- the words mean more than their definitions, and thou art that. I set flowers on my desk- the vase is cold, but the petals soft, and the smell enchants- the colours spread across their corner, and thou art that. I move through another day- The small smile I wear at odd moments, and the taste of salt in a landlocked breeze- the crunch of tires on a dirt road, and thou art that. These things that touch me, are who I am- and I see them shine back at me through your eyes. And I am that- and thou art that- and we are all.

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KARennacker

Aug 22, 2007

How all occasions do inform against me and spur my

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It's a sweltering day here in California's East Bay.   I'll be working all day.  Dealing with vanity in name and especially form.   But not much is as it seems out here.   This place has every comfort of a material world.  I see beautiful women with stunner shades walking into my shop on a daily.  Rich cars.  Expensive business suits and firm handshakes.   But I don't really feel at ease here.  Regardless of the rich possiblity, this place has little to offer outside of routine. That isn't to say I am not content and feeling happy.  Here are humans and life and, especially, inspiration. and maybe I am right where I am supposed to be, despite

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KARennacker

Jun 8, 2007

Sparkin' up

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Hello to anyone patient enough to peruse a humble throughtsmith's splattering poetry. I'm slowly and methodically adding material.  Starting with poetry I've collected in an anthology I like to call "A Gift from Grandma".  Eventually I will expand my gallery to include short writings and whatever other artistic means present themselves.   I look forward to DeviantART being not only a social opportunity but, most importantly (as most things in life should be) a learning opportunity.  I'm anxious to "Spark Up" a discussion or see what you've got! That's all for now, this is just the "Sparkin' Up" phase and I hope to make DeviantART and it's D

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RSGbat

Oct 9, 2007

Your comments are honey for the breath... ThankYou.. and when I have a little more time, I will read some more of your work.

DaydreamMagnificence

Aug 6, 2007

Hey there, I just wanted to offer a Thank You for the

you gave me awhile back, and to show my gratitude, I've featured you in my Watcher's Featured journal here --> [link]

Thanks again

KARennacker

Aug 22, 2007

Thank you, *lumi-nara! i checked out the feature and there are some really nice pieces up there!

I didn't see any one of my poems. Which did you use? The reason I ask is because I just stored over 10 different ones and I wouldn't want to miss out on the chance you've given.

Thank you again.

DaydreamMagnificence

Aug 23, 2007

I'm so sorry, there was a bug when I went to update and it didn't go through... but as soon as these bugs end, and I get some time, I'll update it for you... there's been some major bugs this past 2 weeks

KARennacker

Aug 23, 2007

I really appreciate the gesture. And your gallery is bonus!

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thank you so much=]

thanks for the watch!