I’m moving my website around and so I’ve imported my poetry into this blog. I was tagging all of them and then I came upon this poem. It was only a draft, so I’m going to share it with ya’ll. It’s about my experience getting bitten by a dog. Originally from Sept. 2005 thinking about [...]
poetry mathmatically calculateddrifts unknowingly intotempered ears Bent jaggedly over empty paperour machine-molded writer drips pretty wordsfrom his sweat filled glands untrained ears run swiftlyto caress the leaked greaserestlessly pouring from wealthy vats “I just want to write what is in my headstraight onto the paper.I want the world to see my thoughts and knowthat they [...]
Quiet like restful discretionm’lady full of weak triviaand the loose purse strings plead promiseswith dawdling words and greasy chips scullery maids rot on Cypruspeeled potatoes and blood stained sheets the amber green lighting hovers breathlessagainst “I’m sure”s and “It ain’t ‘alf swank” they settle on hussy tips and fancy fallschat business buzz, gulled mates, and [...]
Look at life please for life not somecareer drivenpeople pleasingmoney makingbaby producingbeer drinkingwaste of an existence life is a noun yesto live it requires a verbit requires actionuninhibited actionmeaningful action a get-off-your-second-hand-leather-couchturn-off-your-blabbering-boob-tubestep-outside-and-look-at-the-lush-trees-growkind of action without thoughtwithout worrywithout looking around and taking into accountthe programmed subordinatespointingand questioningand spewing out nothing wordsfull of terrible hurt and verbal [...]
cleverly written upon the back of a ketchup stained napkinmelancholy imagery eerily shakes the rigid mindsof those fearless executivesas they loudly slurp their watered-down coffee and the angst filled punks sit silently staringat the giant maple treesas they tumble vigorously to the groundand the slurping is unavoidably heard above the boisterous crash of nature’s old [...]
Mom’s specialCrepes on SaturdayFor breakfastThe dessert of kings My siblingsAnd ISit on our thronesAround the kitchen tableImmersed in our golden platesFull of freash sourcreamAnd newly picked strawberriesAnd the finest powdered sugarNo conversation Just wind Echoing across the great hall When the meal endsAn uproar of applauseBreaks the silenceTo honorThe Cook Then we return to our [...]
Things…. I know thingsroses and treesfences outside my windowthe mosquitoes fly through the crack in the screen colder would be nicejacketssweatersa hug a fresh rain optimismreflectioneyes your beautiful eyesfull of lifefull of joyfull of love blindedby selfish thoughtstwo people’s thoughtstwo people’s lies holding handsis truthlovetogether the blind eyes sees the truth of love
sometimes the songs surrond my mindbut rarelyoh so rarely once in a while thougha glimmerfrom a candleburns me and the birds fly and the disgusted songs of small childrenand the dogs yelping at the frog complacencyand the chipmunks chatter their teeth for reason that we have known and for sometime the things that we thoughtthe [...]
Maybe things really are amazingperhaps a fewbut don’t over usedon’t abusechoose carefullythe things that make life so good as to call themamazing fantastic yeah, i knowwe all knowdon’t worry about those things
This is an oldie, from March 18th, 2003… this was for my Creative writing class; enjoy: A pin cushion on my wristwhat a glorious thingto put a pin in my armand the feeling doesn’t sting I used to put them in my armI could get them out with easeBut at the end of the dayMy [...]