April 2010
Live-tweeted poem 4/23 - 26/2010
(Note: you’ll find any of the original tweeted verses here There may be slight alterations as I post these here.) Lips dripping sorrow An endless desire for the home They once found, only found With his Some part of her heart will break A line crossed, or maybe not A Judas kiss to mark Some point of no return While trust burns to A white-hot ruin Was it inevitable? Turn...
Apr 28th
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Traps
Love is a trap We enter into willingly Becoming martyrs without being aware This is the choice we’ve made How long? How long can wanting someone else’s happiness sustain us? Too long Long enough to kill us Long enough to bring us to despair Long enough to become the rope, the noose, the hangman’s blank stare Long enough to destroy us with the knowledge That there...
Apr 26th
Poem: Translation (1st draft)
Losing things in translation Trying to make the message into art Make it make sense While everything I need to say disappears Can’t make my hands show you my heart Can’t find the words that you’ll hear Staring at a blank piece of paper with colours dripping from my fingers turning to a blur of what’s seen behind my eyes staring at a page with a pen that turns in my...
Apr 24th
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Champagne Candy: 30 Days of Music →
via loveandzombies: … Totally stealing this! day 01 - your favorite song — U2, “One” day 02 - your least favorite song — John Mayer, “Daughters” day 03 - a song that makes you happy — The Cure, “Love Cats” day 04 - a song that makes you sad — Johnny Cash covering “Hurt” day 05…
Apr 18th
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Singing in my sleep (poem)
Wake screaming Wake laughing Wake with tears streaming, body shaking Wake trembling like orgasm shudders Almost Almost something Almost singing Catch me whistling Catch me singing in my sleep Charmless tunes Whispered rhymes Secrets woven into 3/4 times and Don’t wake me If I’m singing Don’t wake me if I’m dreaming something soft and gossamer-spun Like...
Apr 18th
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Apr 18th
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She says... (Poem)
She says nothing Deflecting concern with a deprecating phrase before Spinning away As if saying words out loud makes them worse Makes them true Makes them into things that can fracture the semblance of order Breaks the status quo illusions Into hard, heartless pieces Of sky Gone steely in the intention Not to mention Something That She says Can’t be spoken She says it in a...
Apr 18th
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eject: The Clutch and the Gas →
I wish I’d known that the last time my grandmother knew who I was, was the last time. I would have recorded it, done something, told her how much I loved her. I don’t remember the day, but it was another three years before she died. (Alternate Title: The last sad blog I plan to write) Frank is a 68 year old man with Parkinson’s Disease. He can’t move or talk. When I hold his arms...
Apr 17th
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