I originally intended for this to be a song...but it didn't quite work out...combining too many concepts.
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Walking away from someone I love
is one of the most ridiculous things
I've ever had to do
but you pushed and pushed and pushed
until there was only one thing left to do
I will be the one that got away
I'm better off without you anyway
I will be the one who got away
and I'm gone, gone, gone
I will come get my things
untangle my heart
I'll write these words
to help cleanse you from my life
but you pushed and pushed and pushed
until there was only one thing left to do
I will be the one that got away
I'm better off without you anyway
I will be the one who got away
and I'm gone, gone, gone
Your priorities have been
whacked from the start
it was never my heart
never my heart
you said you loved
but I don't believe
don't believe
but you pushed and pushed and pushed
until there was only one thing left to do
I will be the one that got away
I'm better off without you anyway
I will be the one who got away
and I'm gone, gone, gone
but you pushed and pushed and pushed
until there was only one thing left to do
walk away
10/20/11
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Cacophany
This pervasive ache
seeps into
all facets
senses revolt;
every input bruises
even sunlight-
just a reminder of the light I lost
my mind
my heart
awash with a constant cacophany
no way to drown it out
10-21-11
seeps into
all facets
senses revolt;
every input bruises
even sunlight-
just a reminder of the light I lost
my mind
my heart
awash with a constant cacophany
no way to drown it out
10-21-11
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Suspended Haiku
I attempted to give this haiku another dimension by suspending it from trees....the result is not exactly what I was going for, but the spark is there.
Growth
Something has shaken,
shaken loose
falling through the cracks of my own plans,
like Alice down the rabbit hole
I tumble,
feet over head
finding new ways to see
all backwards and twisted
roots on an ancient tree
intertwined with soil and rock
heavy with the wisdom of ages
kept safe, kept hidden underground
each sprout now reaching for the light
holds precious gems of that wisdom
let the period of growth begin
09/29/09
shaken loose
falling through the cracks of my own plans,
like Alice down the rabbit hole
I tumble,
feet over head
finding new ways to see
all backwards and twisted
roots on an ancient tree
intertwined with soil and rock
heavy with the wisdom of ages
kept safe, kept hidden underground
each sprout now reaching for the light
holds precious gems of that wisdom
let the period of growth begin
09/29/09
Mapping
At one point in the night,
I could not tell where I ended
and you began
I found myself
merging into you,
and was dizzy with the rightness of it
I found myself trying to map your body with my skin,
but could not find the contacts,
could not find myself,
for I was lost in you
04/08/03
I could not tell where I ended
and you began
I found myself
merging into you,
and was dizzy with the rightness of it
I found myself trying to map your body with my skin,
but could not find the contacts,
could not find myself,
for I was lost in you
04/08/03
Used To
I used to listen to music
all the time
swaying to my own rhythm
because that's all there was
then there were two,
and I forgot how to listen-
too busy in life to remember me
before you
05-22-05
all the time
swaying to my own rhythm
because that's all there was
then there were two,
and I forgot how to listen-
too busy in life to remember me
before you
05-22-05
Not so Quiet
I lost my voice
overheard too many whispers
and started to believe
it's so quiet now,
so quiet,
but filled with anxiety
these beliefs, like stone
just weigh down
every innocence
and it's so quiet now,
so quiet,
but filled with worry
it feels like the whole world lied
and bits of truth
were like fireflies
there and gone
not really sure
if it was there at all
and it's so quiet now,
so quiet,
but filled with lies
those agreements that were made...
I don't ever remember agreeing-
remembering all I was taught
to forget
is like a war inside
It's not so quiet now,
not so quiet,
but filled with disbelief
at a world that taught me how to be...
taught us how to be silent
09/29/10
overheard too many whispers
and started to believe
it's so quiet now,
so quiet,
but filled with anxiety
these beliefs, like stone
just weigh down
every innocence
and it's so quiet now,
so quiet,
but filled with worry
it feels like the whole world lied
and bits of truth
were like fireflies
there and gone
not really sure
if it was there at all
and it's so quiet now,
so quiet,
but filled with lies
those agreements that were made...
I don't ever remember agreeing-
remembering all I was taught
to forget
is like a war inside
It's not so quiet now,
not so quiet,
but filled with disbelief
at a world that taught me how to be...
taught us how to be silent
09/29/10
Hotel Poems
Travel with me
lets run away
I want your face to be
the only one I see for days
Perhaps in our seclusion
we might see
how right the magic 8 ball can be
12/14/07
lets run away
I want your face to be
the only one I see for days
Perhaps in our seclusion
we might see
how right the magic 8 ball can be
12/14/07
I Am Not Sleeping
I am not sleeping
your words trapped in my head
bouncing around the nerves
that make me feel confused...
how do you let this go??!??
I am comfortable with you, more than I have ever been
I think you are a fool to let me go alone,
but you say I am not the one
so, of course, it must be true
(I must repeat these things to believe them)
I am not the one....I am NOT the one... I AM NOT THE ONE
and I cannot change your mind....
01/18/07
your words trapped in my head
bouncing around the nerves
that make me feel confused...
how do you let this go??!??
I am comfortable with you, more than I have ever been
I think you are a fool to let me go alone,
but you say I am not the one
so, of course, it must be true
(I must repeat these things to believe them)
I am not the one....I am NOT the one... I AM NOT THE ONE
and I cannot change your mind....
01/18/07
Developing
My hands in the dark
move nimbly
my fingers have grown eyes
I remove and Replace negatives
of very small grains
I sing in the dark room
when no one is around
to pass the minutes it takes
to bring latent images to life
when I finally reach the light
my eyes revolt against the brightness-
I have freakishly large pupils!
they eventually start to shrink
to where I no longer have to squint
my once nimble fingers area again clumsy
01/22/07
move nimbly
my fingers have grown eyes
I remove and Replace negatives
of very small grains
I sing in the dark room
when no one is around
to pass the minutes it takes
to bring latent images to life
when I finally reach the light
my eyes revolt against the brightness-
I have freakishly large pupils!
they eventually start to shrink
to where I no longer have to squint
my once nimble fingers area again clumsy
01/22/07
Paper Roof
I had built myself
a pretty hide-away with a paper roof
I placed all my cares and worries on top,
and I piled them high
The roof started to dip,
and so I tried to support it with a brrom
Suddenly, my pretty concave roof
came crashing down about me
and I was buried
4/16/03
a pretty hide-away with a paper roof
I placed all my cares and worries on top,
and I piled them high
The roof started to dip,
and so I tried to support it with a brrom
Suddenly, my pretty concave roof
came crashing down about me
and I was buried
4/16/03
Walking Coma
For two and a half years
a walking coma
do not remember joy
happiness is something to be wary of
it disappears before
it is recalled
gratitude only exists
like the sensation of a missing limb
a vague stirring
exhausted of existing this way- just motions
this is not really living
this can't be living
10/13/11
a walking coma
do not remember joy
happiness is something to be wary of
it disappears before
it is recalled
gratitude only exists
like the sensation of a missing limb
a vague stirring
exhausted of existing this way- just motions
this is not really living
this can't be living
10/13/11
Web of Lies
I helped spin
this web of lies
by muffling what truth sounds like
to my own ears
so tangled
each struggle
pulls a thread tighter
until I can barely breath
10/13/11
this web of lies
by muffling what truth sounds like
to my own ears
so tangled
each struggle
pulls a thread tighter
until I can barely breath
10/13/11
Fragile
Fragility
for too long
has been taboo
harden the soft underbelly
so no one could gnaw through
to the heart
and devour
everything I am
or will ever be
but the hardened shell cracks-
fractures radiate
like a grass fire consumes a prairie
too broken to stand any longer
razed and laid bare
desperate hands reach out
searching for something,
anything to hold on to
finger tips graze
too many false friends and fair-weathered hope
only understanding now
that each fracture
must be mended
by my own hands
10/13/11
for too long
has been taboo
harden the soft underbelly
so no one could gnaw through
to the heart
and devour
everything I am
or will ever be
but the hardened shell cracks-
fractures radiate
like a grass fire consumes a prairie
too broken to stand any longer
razed and laid bare
desperate hands reach out
searching for something,
anything to hold on to
finger tips graze
too many false friends and fair-weathered hope
only understanding now
that each fracture
must be mended
by my own hands
10/13/11
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