Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Ryan Adams - Words


I could not agree more with this song. What are standardized tests anyway?
Its only words...

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Night Owl


You were restless,
Like a night owl
So I let you
Fly away
Towards the silver moon
And the bright stars.

The sun:
Lethargic from the darkness
Stayed hidden behind the trees.
The evening ebbed on
The mountains tops
Of youthful yearning
And deadly desire.

I shut my eyes
And fought your dimpled grin
And the goose bumps
Forming domes on my skin.

The winter air
Wrapped its arms arround my waist
And tugged on my hair.

Like a snow angel,
I fell to the ground
Waiting for new snow flaxes
To cover the lost time.

But, the crisp air
Bit my senses
And the wake of your presence
Burned the soles of my feet.
The cayote wind hollowed
And the over cast clouds laughed
At my wishful thinking….


Wednesday, November 10, 2010

My Childhood Facination

This week I went to a writers workshop.  For the prompt I had to write a poem about shoe laces and robots. 

                I stare down at my shoelaces:
               A pile of slithering snakes
                Slinking along the pavement.
               
                Looping the laces
                With careful precision
                I smile at the chaos:
                A last reminder of childhood bliss
                And the creation of coverse.

                I marvel
                At the tiny white strings:             
                The corset of my sole.

                Shoelaces are like abstract art:
                Is it a bunny rabbit
                Or a bowtie?
                               
                I sigh,
                No robot could understand
                My childhood facination
                With shoelaces...


Random Reflections

I was studying for Communications and I needed a break. So I came up with a poem to distract me.   The point is that its pure randomness. 

Slivers of the moon
Cut through the skin.
Glass eyes frozen by time
Sting the soul.  

The clock moves backward;
I take two steps forward.
Time skips a beat.

My heart wanders
To remote corridors
With blue musty curtains
Draping the windows.
Invisible rainbows
reflect gold coins in the twilight.
The taste of strawberry
Stains my taste buds
And I realize the words on my tongue
Have lost their flavor.




Thursday, November 4, 2010

Divine Chaos


 
 
 

L-O-V-E

"Do you think love is a trick nature plays on us to make babies? Or do you think that it's everything:the only meaning we have to this crazy dream?"

-Feast of Love


Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Ryan Adams - Sweet Illusions

I love this song and the truth that it presents in any relationship. Its the inspiration for my poem No Nonsense.

Monday, November 1, 2010

No Nonsense

I followed the illusion,
And got played by time.
I rose me up like Ozymandias
And became a ruin in the desert.
Naiveté slit my throat
and left me to drown in assumption.

The piercing sting
Led me back to the reality of
Sand dunes and obsolete horizons.
Sweet Confusion and Broken Hope
Whispered nonsense in my ears.

And then I woke up.