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When an eve elapsed by,

A chilly pallid half-moon

Sets below my lip,

And the other half-moon

Lies inside my mouth.

Tearing the flesh apart

Out of its body

Tastes the veal of craving,

Emerges out the spits

As the heap of soils

After the digging the earth

To unearth another world

of eternal bliss and ecstasy

I longed during my life.  


Never sentient I’m of

My spit spilling steadily

Out of my mouth

Like the fizzy blood,

The tint of my craving

That fiddles in

The heap of the words

In which my pen as the shovel

Shoves out the metaphors and similes

In the poetry of my essence.


During the lifetime,

I’m hectic in exploring

The ultimate truth

Of immortality never existed,

Not aware of the mortality of

My life and my existence

Only a fraction of a second

Appraising the life span

Of the earth I subsisted.  


Light Be Onto Me

Light Be Onto Me


frozen in its dreram machine

pump through a variety of a given chance

bribe through a cascading word

chip off my shoulder

a hidden glass quicker

behind the museam flow

above it's decor

to be in the moment

in search toward its surplus

card carrying resident

hear my plera

unleash the plan

answered to a degree toward it's long awaited game

reach deep inside

with no rerason to go run away & hide

Walk The Walk

Walk the Walk

Laurence Welk tiny bubbles
A poison firm glow
bust up the beat
Breaking into the night
better relax...
one ego foster the compared unknown
we both hear the march
masked in the dark
tempted  to behave
Shadow to scream
safe from the almighty
not the Blair Witch Project
one step at a time
flood the lips unkind
search in the river for gold
gone are those days
frolic in the fold
charming to uphold...
round the tree
climax to test
now is the time to rest

Soldier Of Solace


save until the morning after

each day we reflect

upon what we used to be

a friend Jay Longo front man

piercing code...


fishing through the trim

on where the wind blows

An amazing band

let the reader understand


The doorway to unfold

the space man to unwire

gunsmoke at the chuck wagon farm

the pots and pans


just like a shooting alley

last grip, I'm ready now

a dog named Buffalo Bill

shooting stars standing far


casting a show where we,

meet together here

Soldier of Solace



Every star in the sky

Is a breakthrough

Every lip that touches

Is a breakthrough

But a true breakthrough

Is much more than this

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A very short yet very questionable poem.

Enjoy life

poems 1

Enjoy everyday don't
rush life just enjoy 
the outdoor and don't 
let thing get you down 
there is more to life 
then you think right 
now there someone 
out there that do not 
have a job or 
clothing or food
Enjoy everyday don't 
rush life just enjoy 
being outside in the 
outdoor and don't let 
thing get you down there 
is more to life then you 
feel right now and think 
right now there is more 
to life I know you want 
to run away from home 
or kill yourself but list 
here there is more to 
life there someone out 
there that do not have 
a job or clothing or food 
or a house but before you 
know life will turn around 
you just have Faith and 
hope never give up just 
have believe in 
god and enjoy life
© Amanda Kay hill


more poems



Colorado is where 

the wind blow 

beautiful Colorado

there is nothing like 

the Colorado rain and snow




Colorado is where the 

wind blow beautiful 

Colorado there is 

nothing like the 

Colorado rain smell and

the snow Colorado 

is the place to be 

Colorado mountain are 

the beautiful mountain 

in the world Colorado 

is the place to visited

© Amanda Kay hill 



I'm not in the mood for a today. I await a beautiful tomorrow, a new today but filled with her, with her beautiful aroma, with a bliss that can only be achieved through contact with you, your static touch, so rare it is. My muse, the inspiration of my dreams, what helps me conjure up a tide of thoughts and overwhelming probabilities where i inevitably drown and i dont fight it, no, you are a magnificent sea, and im great at drowning. No, I'm not in the mood for a today. I'm tired of today. What I want is the beautiful future ahead. I want more of that intoxicating drug that is her scent. I want her heavenly touch that is indelible to my sences. That image that haunts me and causes me to mistake her at every corner. I'm sick of today, all I want is tomorrow. Its plane and simple. Why tomorrow ? Because she's in that tomorrow. And I want nothing but her.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

comments and opinions please?


open door's

 Lost in all this emotion.

You came and stole my heart once more.

Where do I go from here.

You took me and left me in the cold once before.

You build me up just to let me fall.

So consumed with all you are.

Taken by your charm once agian.

How could this be.

What is this hold you have on me.

Ashamed of these tear you left on my face.

Drowning in an ocean of emotions that left me broken and weak