a bipolar ode
the weather sucks today
the sun rose sultry grey
Ā
itās supposed to be sunny tomorrow
and i love the orange sun rays
Ā
and i hate the rainās tears
on frosted window glass
Ā
smiling shy though the clouds,
shining bright blue sky between its teeth
Ā
trapping me in a black stone prison,
its suffocating grey walls
Ā
freeing me from misconceptions
made be...
Friday 25th May 2018 11:08 pm
Before My Eyes
Before my Eyes
Ā
the image came to life:
Ā
blue lava wails and flares its stifled tongue,
splenetic, sharp and surly-
Ā
licking waves which,
cresting ever higher,
catch upon the wind and rain-
Ā
crashing down upon
the sailors and the ships
and I can almost feel it,
the oceanās spray upon my cheeks-
Ā
the tension rising
with the wave,
smotheri...
Sunday 15th April 2018 7:40 am
By-the-Sea
They were living the dream-
Their dream:
All candles and sea hair
In Carmel-by-the-Sea,
Where crisp breezes flow
Through wispy ocean trees;
Where they lie in tequila sunrises
Finding each other in daydreams
Of tangled cotton sheets and hair.
Ā
In a web of silk and satin sand,
Skin in moonlit waters shone;
He laughed of sailing to the sea,
She talked of drivin...
Wednesday 22nd November 2017 7:48 am
Lay Still
Hands on throat, ripping hair-
Resist, heāll fuck you harder-
Lay still.
He wants to hear your pain-
His pleasure is your suffering-
Donāt scream.
Aching, stinging, throbbing-
The writhing pain will dull-
Lay still.
Monsters smell your fear-
Blood will dry eventually-
No tears.
A sigh, a turn, a twitch-
The slightest move might stir him-
Lay still.
Vici...
Wednesday 22nd November 2017 6:30 am
August 9, 1995
August 9, 1995
Ā
I
a haunting road stretched ahead, lit only by the dim headlights of the truck. she wished that there were more people on the road, something to keep her mind busy. the radio played hymns quietly in the background as a deer flashed across the road -unnoticed; as rain trickled on the unmoving wipers; a baby on board sticker on the bed began to peel away; clouds covered the...
Monday 13th November 2017 10:07 pm
Paper Dance
Damp summer night hugs the two of us,
Wraps us with adventure:
Warm with a sense of novelty
Which shines in her eyes,
Hazel, glinting in the moonlight,
Locked with mine one moment,
Then closed as she spins and laughs in circles,
Whipping me with her hair
Shining auburn in golden twinkle lights,
Glued to her skinny arms wet with sweat.
Sheās so beautiful,
So vibra...
Sunday 12th November 2017 7:21 pm
Crytallized Ginger and Eskimo Kisses
Your tangled ginger hair
- crystaled by the moonlight bright-
A pair of ice blue eyes
-shining like the stars, so light-
Your rosy lips just brushing mine
-sugared, as a candied pear-
Reflections in the fountain shine
-frosted by the midnight air-
Nose to nose, eyes closed, we kiss
-thrilling, yes, but not a scare.
Saturday 11th November 2017 10:25 am
Made of These
The tears fall,
Unstoppable as
rain on autumn hay,
so I let them,
let them sink
as they sing-
paw prints in the snow
against my pillow.
Ā
He sleeps so quietly
beside me
so I let him,
let him hide in worlds away,
ones hidden in the day,
so he can hide in golden shrouds
of fairiesā dust on candy clouds.
Ā
The tears fall,
Dampening
November sn...
Thursday 9th November 2017 7:21 pm
Split Pea Soup
Brother and I were hunting fairies and
Catching colds in the winter air
From staying out too late trying to snatch
Ā
Shooting stars with our tongues and
Making wishes on falling flakes of snow.
Dreaming of days when Momās voice,
Ā
Breathing miasma into our fairyland of snow,
Wouldnāt beckon us inside to sit at the table and
Listen to Dad and Mom discuss the details
...Wednesday 8th November 2017 7:33 am
Pinup Girl
Make
Me flat,
Hang me up
With pins and on
Stringy wire strings
So you can look at me,
And wonder where the time went,
And wonder where that sweet girl went.
But then, pictures are perfect
Instances of moments
Zoomed to focus on
One memory,
Forever,
However
Fake.
Tuesday 7th November 2017 4:16 pm
A Criminal Mind
Sit alone in darkness-
Listen!
Who is that behind the door?
A motor revving just outside-
Be still-
A boot upon the floor.
Clomping, heavy, up the steps,
Metal clinking with each step-
Closer, closer-
Sneak and hide.
Make no noise, you might survive.
A deadboltās thump,
A creaking door-
Dead silence in the shadows thrive.
You take a breath- too loud,
...Monday 6th November 2017 6:44 am
"I"
I hate to start this with
āIām sorryā, so itās fortunate I didnāt,
For this unfortunate little sigh
Began with the second thing that I despise:
āIā.
Ā
In any case, itās sad to say,
Iāve been a pain of late.
Complaining, always feeling down,
Dragging you as well to drown
In sorrows that are not your own.
Ā
You see, Iām a toxin.
Not in the way you might imagine...
Monday 6th November 2017 6:42 am
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