Posts tagged poetry
taciturn
i miss my skinny body
with such magnitude words enlightened me
before I embraced darkness
and made love to a purple shade
the pith of youth lost in madness;
in wonderment of bodies; in time spent
not knowing whether to sit or stand
or who was at the door with roses
trouncing your solemnity
marking your fate with caution tape
letting the wind [...]
The warm of this clear blue
warm of this clear blue is cool
and lifts and floats the me
my wantings green
leaves in shadow
where falling light
declines to go
air transparent
dark shining
on
me made
visible
and what rises
in wavering lines
is not I
am left
below
Abandon All Ships.
Standing at the edge of the world
The waves flowing over the side
Into impending nothingness.
Take one last breath.
We sailed away from the shoreline
Raised the anchor
Strove forth like valiant youth we were
And funny now how we are knocking on heaven’s door.
Captain, Captain!
Before the sail breaks!
Hold fast.
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At The Gates Of Hell
So yea,
I found myself standing at the gates of hell.
I guess thats what happens when you give your ticket back.
Oh well. I’ll live in hell. I’d rather be in my Hell than in this good.
Its precisely the good I can’t enjoy,
Thus, Hell is preferable to Heaven.
He stood behind me, shaking his head.
Wrapped in his [...]
Lucubrations Open Mic Summary/Review
Last night (3/14/11) Lucubrations held its first Open Mic since our inception. The turnout exceeded expectations and there were acts ranging from passionate songs, angry poetry, and hilarious comedy (as opposed to unfunny comedy).
The event was held in the Comiskey Center Black Box Theater, giving the perfect atmosphere for an Open Mic. The a [...]
Part One: Trapped By A Dream
So I’ve been kicking around doing a multi part poem/story thing that I publish once a week. Actually, I haven’t really been kicking around the idea, it just came into my head 4 minutes ago after I wrote this poem.
As he sat there
In the crowded room
And felt reality crowd in
Thicker than ever
He saw [...]
Thrown
Not as morbid as you might think. I never liked the stigma death had. If you are a salvation type person then shouldn’t you be happy? Unless you think said person went to hell I guess. And atheists shouldn’t care overly much. Death is very liberating if it is the next step and if it isn’t then the world [...]
The A-Side is Ok, But the B-Side is W...
Everyone I meet
Seems to be playing the A-Side.
My friends and I
Are all playing the B-Side.
No reason
To feel sad at all anymore.
Our lives spin
Around the turntable universe
Each track
A new stage of life
Lets make
It all worth it.
For some
Their lives only need a seven inch.
We [...]
Under the Influence: Boredom (At Work...
All the art gazes away
Instead of following me
With their critical gaze.
They look off
In the distance
Like a couple watching seaside sunsets.
I look off too,
Viewing nothing
Not even their picture frame cages.
Sometimes, just looking
Behold empty space
Sum total of the environment.
St. Sebastian looks up
St [...]
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