I rush to the door, ready to spill the world at your feet
I rush back again, this is not some new, beautiful, wild land
I don't know what I'm offering
i don't know what I'm asking
or what I've been expecting that I keep arriving
here, again
it's the smell of my own adrenaline, I suppose
the rush of my own blood
as my imagination skirts the places I hesitate to go
Friday, December 30, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
every time you look my way it's like the world is magic
and everything is happening for the first time
and everything is happening for the first time
Labels:
being difficult,
grape gum,
tiny joy,
what it means to Live/Love,
whom,
writing
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
I feel as if gravity is rolling around in my soulPushing me around
Here is the light and the dark weighing me down
I want to turn into something as light as nothing
Still, it won't let up
I should be grateful,
As long as my head is above water, I can breathe
Yet, I don't know how to put it into words, I just want to be
Set free
But, here I am, heavy and defying the dreams I'm made of
Friday, December 2, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
"I used to think I was interesting"
I think I'm not understood, I don't always explain myself, not sure if I could
and if everything between is empty, and all this is a trick of the eye
what is it I see
how to overcome all this
me, what do I want
what can I leave and what do I need
and if everything between is empty, and all this is a trick of the eye
what is it I see
how to overcome all this
me, what do I want
what can I leave and what do I need
Colors are blended
Until all definition
Ceases, leaving me
Blind, I crawl forward
I think so I do not know
Zen is too near death
My body desires the chaos
That my soul longs to shed
Keep me together
Until all definition
Ceases, leaving me
Blind, I crawl forward
I think so I do not know
Zen is too near death
My body desires the chaos
That my soul longs to shed
Keep me together
Saturday, November 19, 2011
I had a dream, built on places I had grown in
when I tried to write it
it was shuffled away, out of my control
now I'm afraid to write it a second time
it was shuffled away, out of my control
now I'm afraid to write it a second time
Friday, November 11, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
It's not that I can't
It's just that I've been trying so very hard not to
And now,
I don't know any more
And now,
I don't know any more
Labels:
being difficult,
don't call me baby,
forget the rules,
what,
writing
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Farewell, Vanity Fair
Alas,
I am the bigger fool
through my own pride
and with fear
I bled myself
where it could not reach the ground
But, pray you, leave me not
for it is yet a tear
I am the bigger fool
through my own pride
and with fear
I bled myself
where it could not reach the ground
But, pray you, leave me not
for it is yet a tear
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Away From Here
first it was a lot of silence
then I may have felt a little anger
at myself, displaced
and directed at the world
passively, as I could get no further than
face to face
before everything has already fallen away
selfishly, how ever I keep closing my eyes
where to go
every step towards what I want seems to be a step backwards
if I follow the flow, I can
hop, skip and jump
over
but, I've
gotten lodged long before this poem began
then I may have felt a little anger
at myself, displaced
and directed at the world
passively, as I could get no further than
face to face
before everything has already fallen away
selfishly, how ever I keep closing my eyes
where to go
every step towards what I want seems to be a step backwards
if I follow the flow, I can
hop, skip and jump
over
but, I've
gotten lodged long before this poem began
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Nothing is Everything
I think I see you there
And it seems so clear
You see me
Though, most times
I can be seen, right through
If you're really looking
And it seems so clear
You see me
Though, most times
I can be seen, right through
If you're really looking
Labels:
being difficult,
circles again,
curiosity,
forget the rules,
make believe,
whom
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
unspoken
It's not you or me
but, Love, here
I recognize it because it calls out to me
Love knows who we are
and where we go
when we think the sun ain't shining
but, Love, here
I recognize it because it calls out to me
Love knows who we are
and where we go
when we think the sun ain't shining
Monday, June 6, 2011
Our hearts wrap tightly around each other
In the night, with miles to go and all the world between us
They sing lullabies made from the casualties of war, songs with words we have long since forgotten
Centuries passing through our fingers, time undulates between our toes
We stretch and pull and wonder at how elastic the heart, how dense we really are
Reaching out, expecting to pass right through this incongruent existence
But here, you are, again
Called by your secret name, you wake in this world
Startled to find you are not as alone as you supposed
In the night, with miles to go and all the world between us
They sing lullabies made from the casualties of war, songs with words we have long since forgotten
Centuries passing through our fingers, time undulates between our toes
We stretch and pull and wonder at how elastic the heart, how dense we really are
Reaching out, expecting to pass right through this incongruent existence
But here, you are, again
Called by your secret name, you wake in this world
Startled to find you are not as alone as you supposed
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
"Who are you?"
The only correct answer is for you to show me your face, look me in the eyes.
Don't worry about courage; love will not fail you.
It does what you need, not what I want.
I suppose; I wonder; I wing it.
We swear we don't believe in fate. But, it has its own ideas.
You are there; I am not. But, I'm here when you need me.
We can skip the words until they're ready to spill on their own. Until then, just touch me.
The only correct answer is for you to show me your face, look me in the eyes.
Don't worry about courage; love will not fail you.
It does what you need, not what I want.
I suppose; I wonder; I wing it.
We swear we don't believe in fate. But, it has its own ideas.
You are there; I am not. But, I'm here when you need me.
We can skip the words until they're ready to spill on their own. Until then, just touch me.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Night Terrors
A voice whispers
"I love you"
the sound nearly lost
in a tangled halo of my hair
My heart, suspended
hangs for a long moment
before slamming me down
headlong into the dark
Suddenly I am miles away
Years slip from my life
the way rain slides down glass
I am struggling, struggling
to breathe
to see
I hear your voice
I feel the weight of you
holding me tight
pressing closer to my skin
But you aren't here
These aren't your words
This isn't our night, our bed
And suddenly I'm screaming
Hot, bitter tears choke the life
out of my heart
No words escape me
Not a sound breaks the silence
I swallow the darkness, at once
These are the seeds that are planted
To crack open the hidden, bring it
To life, expand to make room for more
"I love you"
the sound nearly lost
in a tangled halo of my hair
My heart, suspended
hangs for a long moment
before slamming me down
headlong into the dark
Suddenly I am miles away
Years slip from my life
the way rain slides down glass
I am struggling, struggling
to breathe
to see
I hear your voice
I feel the weight of you
holding me tight
pressing closer to my skin
But you aren't here
These aren't your words
This isn't our night, our bed
And suddenly I'm screaming
Hot, bitter tears choke the life
out of my heart
No words escape me
Not a sound breaks the silence
I swallow the darkness, at once
These are the seeds that are planted
To crack open the hidden, bring it
To life, expand to make room for more
Labels:
make believe,
what it means to Live/Love,
whom
Thursday, May 26, 2011
but, everything
Labels:
circles again,
curiosity,
fear,
just words,
make believe,
the nothing,
tiny joy,
what
Monday, May 23, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
anew
moving forward, reaching out to touch
suddenly caught in the fog, the veil tears
and waking I wonder what I see
left with this
still enough to be in awe of a light that won't fade
I stretch, there is no breaking point
suddenly caught in the fog, the veil tears
and waking I wonder what I see
left with this
still enough to be in awe of a light that won't fade
I stretch, there is no breaking point
Monday, March 21, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
vibration
And some days, nothing
fills my heart, oh so
so bursting, I would swear
it sings, wordlessly
fills my heart, oh so
so bursting, I would swear
it sings, wordlessly
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
please, do
you can go anywhere
anywhere you please
you can always be that present
always here, now
give everything, your love
anywhere you please
you can always be that present
always here, now
give everything, your love
Monday, March 14, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
What do you have to say that's so big that you say nothing?
This has been a public service announcement.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
No you
Make me think
Make me wonder
Make me ponder!
Make me run
Make me yell
Make me speechless!
Make me smarter
Make me wiser
Make me see!
Make me want
Make me desire
Make me passionate!
Make me, make me, make me!
Make me wonder
Make me ponder!
Make me run
Make me yell
Make me speechless!
Make me smarter
Make me wiser
Make me see!
Make me want
Make me desire
Make me passionate!
Make me, make me, make me!
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Dear, dearest
Come back to bed, if only for a little while
Let's fight away those things pulling you up, up away from me
Sink back into this quiet, no one here but you and me
Just for a moment, hold me close and don't hold back
Let's fight away those things pulling you up, up away from me
Sink back into this quiet, no one here but you and me
Just for a moment, hold me close and don't hold back
10 Lovely Ideas Before I Sleep
Shades of blue and purple and grey on a cold day
Plaid flannel
Light
Someone talking to you when you're in a rush
Birds that sing
That stretchy feeling when you first get into bed
Warm jackets
Learning something new and interesting
Sitting on the arm of the sofa
Jumping
Plaid flannel
Light
Someone talking to you when you're in a rush
Birds that sing
That stretchy feeling when you first get into bed
Warm jackets
Learning something new and interesting
Sitting on the arm of the sofa
Jumping
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
what do you say
Because you do not go away from these places inside me that I cannot see, I can feel you in ways that take up all the space, yet fit in this tiny spot on the inside of my rib. I hear you, but I cannot grasp it.
If this is nothing, I want it all.
What I have to show you can't only be felt when I grasp you in my arms.
Indeed, I can't prove to you it's real at all.
If this is nothing, I want it all.
What I have to show you can't only be felt when I grasp you in my arms.
Indeed, I can't prove to you it's real at all.
Monday, February 28, 2011
again
If we die for love
how will you ever show me?
you want the proof
and I don't want to smile through distortion
nothing seems that possible
but still you are here, breathing in my ear
and I keep choosing to wake up
right now
I want to give back
what do you think we need?
how will you ever show me?
you want the proof
and I don't want to smile through distortion
nothing seems that possible
but still you are here, breathing in my ear
and I keep choosing to wake up
right now
I want to give back
what do you think we need?
my eyes don't see, my mind doesn't know, but oh, what my heart hears
If you knew what I knew you wouldn't have to find space to fit despair, for it would consume you.
If I knew what you knew, would I have found that space inside God that didn't require my blood sacrifice?
We have paid the price. Of doubt, of failures.
Every cut you make tears another hole in me.
I don't believe in redemption, but I do believe in change.
If I knew what you knew, would I have found that space inside God that didn't require my blood sacrifice?
We have paid the price. Of doubt, of failures.
Every cut you make tears another hole in me.
I don't believe in redemption, but I do believe in change.
open vessel
god isn't allowed to want
unlike me, so dependent on needs
some people don't like water, some are in the middle of the ocean
the only thing i really knew were the possibilities as they were presented to me, the moment i opened my eyes and reached out for you
i know i want to feel you and keep feeling you
i heard a person would go mad if they knew what god knew
i heard that we'd go mad if we looked at god directly
only one of those things is true
now? now is my what then.
and I don't know. I'm still trying not to panic.
unlike me, so dependent on needs
some people don't like water, some are in the middle of the ocean
the only thing i really knew were the possibilities as they were presented to me, the moment i opened my eyes and reached out for you
i know i want to feel you and keep feeling you
i heard a person would go mad if they knew what god knew
i heard that we'd go mad if we looked at god directly
only one of those things is true
now? now is my what then.
and I don't know. I'm still trying not to panic.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
I'm terrible with these years, but these are the three that will liberate me from my fears
Red Eastern Castle of Turning
Earth family- Polar Clan- Sky
Stabilizing mind
I seal the output of vision
With the lunar tone of challenge
I am guided by the power of accomplishment
Kin 15
Harmonic 4: Electric Output express intelligence of service
Green Central Castle of Enchantment
Earth family- Cardinal Clan- Blood
Commanding opportunity
I seal the store of death
With the overtone tone of radiance
I am guided by the power of timelessness
Kin 226
Harmonic 57: Resonant Store Remember elegance of attunement
Green Central Castle of Enchantment
Earth family- Polar Clan- Truth
Realizing loyalty
I seal the process of heart
With the solar tone of intention
I am guided by the power of death
Kin 230
Harmonic 58: Spectral Process Formulate free will of liberation
Friday, February 18, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
meh
You know that time of year...
that one day after Winter has finally come to stay...
after the snow has come and gone, and come again
when the sun has been coming out as always but so,
so cold as to freezes around your very breath
You know that time of year when it's certain there are
still weeks of these frosty days, ahead?
When your skin swears it feels the overcast grey of the sky, and it
pricks at the sound of birds beginning to settle into song
calling out in wonder, never quite questioning the next move.
This particular moment when your bones shiver and say
"The Earth has cracked open, the flowers are coming out to play"
this is what we're always waiting for. This is why we struggle,
this is why we stay.
that one day after Winter has finally come to stay...
after the snow has come and gone, and come again
when the sun has been coming out as always but so,
so cold as to freezes around your very breath
You know that time of year when it's certain there are
still weeks of these frosty days, ahead?
When your skin swears it feels the overcast grey of the sky, and it
pricks at the sound of birds beginning to settle into song
calling out in wonder, never quite questioning the next move.
This particular moment when your bones shiver and say
"The Earth has cracked open, the flowers are coming out to play"
this is what we're always waiting for. This is why we struggle,
this is why we stay.
For You
I am my perception
my thought and movement and
point of reaction
I am more than what I am feeling
I am all that I do or don't do and then some
I am everything there is and that is nothing less than light.
In the end the brightness becomes so heavy it pulls me down (like gravity) and the darkness always pushes itself back into dawn.
xo
my thought and movement and
point of reaction
I am more than what I am feeling
I am all that I do or don't do and then some
I am everything there is and that is nothing less than light.
In the end the brightness becomes so heavy it pulls me down (like gravity) and the darkness always pushes itself back into dawn.
xo
maladroit
understanding swells and deflates
independent of perception
immediate awareness
a drop as pure as time
without man's limits
independent of perception
immediate awareness
a drop as pure as time
without man's limits
like this
because you looked
I may never see it the same
as I did before
because you touched me
I may never feel the same
as I did before
I may never see it the same
as I did before
because you touched me
I may never feel the same
as I did before
A Gentle Violence
We fear more than just criticism.
We fear indifference; we fear the
obligatory words offered.
We fear being pulled into
a freely given smile, only to
wake up in its cold emptiness.
We don't fear the physical abuse
of a friend or a lover as much as
we fear the incalculable hurt of
finding one's self woven into the
uncaring flesh of another heart.
We fear indifference; we fear the
obligatory words offered.
We fear being pulled into
a freely given smile, only to
wake up in its cold emptiness.
We don't fear the physical abuse
of a friend or a lover as much as
we fear the incalculable hurt of
finding one's self woven into the
uncaring flesh of another heart.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Here, here, and here
we keep from one another, times when our insides tighten
our shells begin to crack, something is changing, again
growing wildly, inside we know we can bare everything
though no one really ever asks for it all at once
mind your manners, don't stare, don't take up time
given, we all imagine the world at our fingertips, if only
we could be so bold, so brave to give that of ourselves
and more, always more. don't be afraid, see there's more
to this darkness, this tearing of the sky, we can cave
in the monsters, now all together
while dancing on, above the flowers, singing like mad
oh, of this breath-taking life
our shells begin to crack, something is changing, again
growing wildly, inside we know we can bare everything
though no one really ever asks for it all at once
mind your manners, don't stare, don't take up time
given, we all imagine the world at our fingertips, if only
we could be so bold, so brave to give that of ourselves
and more, always more. don't be afraid, see there's more
to this darkness, this tearing of the sky, we can cave
in the monsters, now all together
while dancing on, above the flowers, singing like mad
oh, of this breath-taking life
Monday, February 14, 2011
sincerely
so i say nothing
instead, learning
not to run the
opposite direction
of my heart
if my disposition
will ease your intuition
I will follow the best
of my intentions
instead, learning
not to run the
opposite direction
of my heart
if my disposition
will ease your intuition
I will follow the best
of my intentions
Labels:
challenge,
intra,
tiny joy,
what it means to Live/Love
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Border Lands
I like the idea of being able to touch you
through time and over distances
I pretend to understand but
the landscape is always changing
a slice of pure blue across my heart
the only thing that remains the same
through time and over distances
I pretend to understand but
the landscape is always changing
a slice of pure blue across my heart
the only thing that remains the same
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
some thing in the way
I want to tell you things, I do
yet, right now
the only thing I know how to do
is point, this and this, here
these are what separate our atoms
this is what holds me together
yet, right now
the only thing I know how to do
is point, this and this, here
these are what separate our atoms
this is what holds me together
Sunday, February 6, 2011
words for god
Maybe there is something freeing in believing
nothing's there, nothing matters
Knowing this is truth
Still my heart twists and cries
nothing's there, nothing matters
Knowing this is truth
Still my heart twists and cries
Saturday, February 5, 2011
and if we never looked each other in the eyes when we spoke, would we know the truth when we heard it
Let me ask you something.
If it's true, I once hurt your heart
and you went after revenge...
Am I dead yet? Has the carcass
satisfied you?
Most likely not; though
I'm afraid you've had your fill and I
am but one of a pack.
If it's true, I once hurt your heart
and you went after revenge...
Am I dead yet? Has the carcass
satisfied you?
Most likely not; though
I'm afraid you've had your fill and I
am but one of a pack.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Swept Away By The Storm
the thunder has been rattling my bones today
since before I could hear it
I could feel the vibration, the sheer tension
swelling up in me
how long can this build before it breaks
since before I could hear it
I could feel the vibration, the sheer tension
swelling up in me
how long can this build before it breaks
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Carving Space from the Stones of Time
there should be a place for you and I
walls built high enough to keep everyone else out
secret pass through, words meant for us alone
we could drift out of dreams
speaking only about what matters
drawing each other out
walls built high enough to keep everyone else out
secret pass through, words meant for us alone
we could drift out of dreams
speaking only about what matters
drawing each other out
Will Not Self Destruct
If there were a place away from prying eyes
somewhere for only you and I
we could just start any way
just say every thing
Would you be alone?
Would I fill it with empty words?
somewhere for only you and I
we could just start any way
just say every thing
Would you be alone?
Would I fill it with empty words?
Monday, January 31, 2011
lost and found
The heart does not play tricks on anyone, but it is susceptible to tricks being played upon it. Especially the more open the heart is to finding what it is looking for, because of its willingness to enter into the unknown.
-unknown
-unknown
The Grey Areas
All I ever wanted was the chance to reach out, touch you,
feed the wild, roaring flames of your flesh,
soothe the places your imagination can't run from.
Chances are, it's what I need, too.
feed the wild, roaring flames of your flesh,
soothe the places your imagination can't run from.
Chances are, it's what I need, too.
Labels:
just words,
make believe,
not what I came to say,
tiny joy,
what,
whom
Doubt
Let me show you more
Let me set your soles
Alight this broad path
Let me give you space
Time and closeness, this must be
Wide-eyed, open and grasping
Let us touch the static around us
With great pomp and in strange
Circumstance, we will open
The floodgates
For what meaning shall sound
Let me stand beside you
Face to face with the joy, the pain
Let no one ever forget
The importance of little things
Let me set your soles
Alight this broad path
Let me give you space
Time and closeness, this must be
Wide-eyed, open and grasping
Let us touch the static around us
With great pomp and in strange
Circumstance, we will open
The floodgates
For what meaning shall sound
Let me stand beside you
Face to face with the joy, the pain
Let no one ever forget
The importance of little things
Saturday, January 29, 2011
The Hours In Which Words Are Unwelcome
My hunger waits
until the darkest parts of the night
sneaking up, lurking by my door
I stare at the glass
Wondering what is a true reflection
And what my mind distorts
I reach out, pushing
until the breaking point
I insist on disbelief
Things cannot be rearranged
To my will; I watch
Hold back until too late
Do you need to touch to understand
What do you need to prove
Have you built everything
in order to command
your will, the universe
Is yours...
I had it all and lost myself
in your atoms
It's true that there is an ache in my cunt for you
But the worst of it is in the flesh around my heart
It's in my hands that long to touch you and do for you
It's in my feet that long to carry me to you
There is a tenderness that stays with me
long after you have gone
Akin to pain, but a fragile joy
That fiercely clings to my insides
The whole of my being imprinted
There are days I know I could fly if
I just take a running leap
But the worst of it is in the flesh around my heart
It's in my hands that long to touch you and do for you
It's in my feet that long to carry me to you
There is a tenderness that stays with me
long after you have gone
Akin to pain, but a fragile joy
That fiercely clings to my insides
The whole of my being imprinted
There are days I know I could fly if
I just take a running leap
Windows Of My Soul
Skin lies, my love
Arms, they lie too
hands, skin, tongues, kisses... all liars
But, eyes
The eyes never lie
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
awakening
I think I have been dreaming of you
again
I prefer to believe
this is not what has been keeping me up
nights are quiet, I don't feel the need
to explain, or understand or plan
what is happening is larger than me
alone, this is absolute impossibility
we will never be alone, but
god, this loneliness
just restless ambition
masked desire
need, to protect
I want to reach out and touch you
I must realize I've been dreaming
The stitches rip as I open my eyes
It is so easy to lose the words
for what I see, I hear, I long to tell
yet so easy
to spot that look in someone's eyes
they roll slightly back as the reality
fumbles, lost in the chaos
between here and there, where
every day things demand
attention, what did you say?
again
I prefer to believe
this is not what has been keeping me up
nights are quiet, I don't feel the need
to explain, or understand or plan
what is happening is larger than me
alone, this is absolute impossibility
we will never be alone, but
god, this loneliness
just restless ambition
masked desire
need, to protect
I want to reach out and touch you
I must realize I've been dreaming
The stitches rip as I open my eyes
It is so easy to lose the words
for what I see, I hear, I long to tell
yet so easy
to spot that look in someone's eyes
they roll slightly back as the reality
fumbles, lost in the chaos
between here and there, where
every day things demand
attention, what did you say?
Labels:
not what I came to say,
the nothing,
tiny joy,
whom
And Then?
I want to be cruel, lover, I will push you
Until you go away, you shall have no desire
For me, my love I want to hide
Unburden yourself of the discord, confusion
Do not stay, where my heart still sinks
Beneath the weight of you, the world echoes
What I have to say, you must come too close
To hear, you shall certainly get burnt
Until you go away, you shall have no desire
For me, my love I want to hide
Unburden yourself of the discord, confusion
Do not stay, where my heart still sinks
Beneath the weight of you, the world echoes
What I have to say, you must come too close
To hear, you shall certainly get burnt
Labels:
curiosity,
fear,
not what I came to say,
what,
whom
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Tango
I retreat
as you advance the distance
between us is measured
precise
rhythm
oh my blood calls to you
grab me, pull me close
pushing
the limits of this nameless
tension
increasing the fury of
these tangled steps we take
as you advance the distance
between us is measured
precise
rhythm
oh my blood calls to you
grab me, pull me close
pushing
the limits of this nameless
tension
increasing the fury of
these tangled steps we take
The Mockingbird
You know
I don't need to tell you
You just like to hear it
Everyone needs to hear it
Often
You would like me to spell it out
Bring life to my hidden thoughts
I know you
Hold back
There are things I don't know
Things you refuse to share
For my safety, for my happiness
So I retain some modicum of faith
It's better that some things are
Left unsaid
I cannot cry, though drowning
Is imminent, death knows
All the prettiest things are only in the mind
These castles I've been dreaming
Only appear when I whisper in your ear
I don't need to tell you
You just like to hear it
Everyone needs to hear it
Often
You would like me to spell it out
Bring life to my hidden thoughts
I know you
Hold back
There are things I don't know
Things you refuse to share
For my safety, for my happiness
So I retain some modicum of faith
It's better that some things are
Left unsaid
I cannot cry, though drowning
Is imminent, death knows
All the prettiest things are only in the mind
These castles I've been dreaming
Only appear when I whisper in your ear
Labels:
not what I came to say,
the nothing,
what,
whom
Sunday, January 23, 2011
"the clock has been stuck at three for days and days"
there's a lot of words in my head
and a frozen pizza in the freezer
but i don't feel like eating them
alone, it's so late why can't i
wake up, stay happy
and a frozen pizza in the freezer
but i don't feel like eating them
alone, it's so late why can't i
wake up, stay happy
Labels:
intra,
not what I came to say,
what,
where,
whom
Friday, January 21, 2011
A Part From Me
there is a space
just between my blood and bone
infinity resides
there is no peace
no solitude
only the tide
pulling back, rush
close to me again
just between my blood and bone
infinity resides
there is no peace
no solitude
only the tide
pulling back, rush
close to me again
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
What am I willing to give of myself
dreams are meant to help us
carry our best wishes into solid being
hand over hand, I circled, you behind me
what you said, I thought, I heard,
all through the nothing
desires are what make us wake up
look at ourselves and scream
keep going don't stop, don't look back,
what do you know, in order to know
do you have to go down
carry our best wishes into solid being
hand over hand, I circled, you behind me
what you said, I thought, I heard,
all through the nothing
desires are what make us wake up
look at ourselves and scream
keep going don't stop, don't look back,
what do you know, in order to know
do you have to go down
Movement
We are not always
Tandem
I sometimes see you rising
On my way down
I compose these poems
Inside my heart, all the words
Directed to you
There's nothing that can stop it
I look away and fall
Tandem
I sometimes see you rising
On my way down
I compose these poems
Inside my heart, all the words
Directed to you
There's nothing that can stop it
I look away and fall
Friday, January 14, 2011
Honestly
Thanks to the very sweet, .sweet pea. for honoring me with this very lovely award!
I happily accept!
Attachments to the award:
- You must brag about the award.
- You must include the name of the blogger who bestowed the award on you and link back to the blogger.
- You must choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design.
- Show their names and links and leave a comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog.
- List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself.
Then pass it on with the instructions!
Thursday, January 13, 2011
The Things We Never Say
"I want to keep away your hurt"
she said, then
"I am going to kiss you with words."
she said, then
"I am going to kiss you with words."
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Whale of Time
this one's for your dreams, one for mine
here is for what we want, and best wishes
for what we redefine
here is for what we want, and best wishes
for what we redefine
Labels:
curiosity,
fear,
just words,
not what I came to say,
tiny joy,
what
Saturday, January 8, 2011
in the way
in my weakness I want you to love me
but it is my brave heart that knows
I'll never be the one for you
don't spare my feelings
I am always here for you
unconditionally
but it is my brave heart that knows
I'll never be the one for you
don't spare my feelings
I am always here for you
unconditionally
Labels:
the nothing,
tiny joy,
what it means to Live/Love
Thursday, January 6, 2011
And When I Believe
The universe breathes
a sigh of relief
I feel a calming wind
sweep through, my heart
silenced, brought upwards
Regaining balance
I return to myself with confusion
a sigh of relief
I feel a calming wind
sweep through, my heart
silenced, brought upwards
Regaining balance
I return to myself with confusion
Power Chord
Gently it spits it out, it is full
charged, it goes!
Only, now waiting
to be plugged in again;
after all it's only a machine
charged, it goes!
Only, now waiting
to be plugged in again;
after all it's only a machine
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