Holly Brook - Curious

This song is beautiful. I just found it on you tube. enjoy...

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.

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

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.

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.