April Left With Silence

April Left With Silence

we broke choke holds of stigmas with the pressure of pleasure
sending old cold enigmas ahead to rig the measure
of what's clever and creative just to get her to sedate it
and seduce the morning dew...in mourning, do what's contemplated.
"I have a love for everyone I know and haven't met"
she was trying to insert care to where my hatred used to rest
I choose the best way to caress the nature of the beast
but with ease that's increased I find intention is....deceased.

It was always difficult on mornings when she rose first
stomping angrily aghast at where all her clothes were
And though her undergarments like stolen ghosts lurked
I was most hurt, going nowhere, and she was the chauffeur...
eventually we'd get our shit together and get out
of the house where our smallest whispers translated to shouts
and I know that its supposed to keep the doctor away
but fallen apple trees chopped down what was proper to say...

Now I dream and remember the themes of December
of snowstorms and candlelight streams left dismembered
of slowborn ideas and bright schemes of weather
different nests still seperate birds of the same feather
words of the same letter have different meanings entirely
when channeled through whisky and screened in fire, see?
and you know communication's better without words to say
So April left with silence on the first of May.

It's difficult to tell who I'm trying to kid
beneath the wishing well, insecurities hid
I pull the rope for water and for something to do
still trying to convince myself I don't belong to you
reflected in the bucket betwixt my tattered hands
water ripples my likeness, it tries to fix a shattered man
Summer's just around the bend, maybe I'll see you in fall
but eleven months of the year, I can't see myself at all.

Thanks.

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bravo, fucken dope! I really liked this drop maven, this was hot! I must give this a better read when I get home, but I am impressed with what I just read. solid wording, seemless transitions, and man, some deep content there to ponder. Class!!!! Thanks for the solid ass read.

**Applause**

Maven, Maven, Maven, ...You old school mofo!! How the fuck are ya?

I dunno what to say man, .. As always you drop hot shit, .. You never fail to impress with any piece you deliver - Obviously you know I'm back after a (long) hiatus from net-stuff...damn life got a hold of me & sucked my fuckin bain dry!!

Hope all is well with you man, .. Great to see you still writing intelligent pieces!!

Keep it comin'

Peace & God Bless.
Keezy.

this was an excellent piece. amazing.

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It was always difficult on mornings when she rose first
stomping angrily aghast at where all her clothes were
And though her undergarments like stolen ghosts lurked
I was most hurt, going nowhere, and she was the chauffeur...

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I think you're my favorite writer on RB at the moment. Probably because I see more pieces from you (here and PR), but anyway, this section was perfect technically, mechanically, poetically, ecetera. This was probably the dopest couplets I've read in a minute. Put in your sig type lines...and I'm serious. You have this uncanny ability to draw readers into your piece without coming off so...forced. I do it and I'm working on not doing it, but you got it down pack. The metaphor for april left with silence itself was creative and unique. I think your emotion overshadowed the simplicity of this content, which made it that much better. Honestly, this was a great read, Mav.

thanks guys.

The title grabbed me from the start. A band I like called Hopesfall actually has a song by the same title. The way you put this together was so multi-dimensional while coming off as a relatively easy read. To put complicated themes and emotions to something relatable is truly a gift man. I liked the sayings you flipped aswell, birds of a feather, etc. The tone matched the piece perfectly. What did it for me was the line "April left with silence on the first may" that absolutely killed it for me. I was almost stuck on that line and unable to move on it was so profound. Very nicely done. I've been a fan and this solidifies why I enjoy reading your stuff.

-Mind