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Tag Archives: poem
Coffee Is—
Coffee is science. Or at least I’d like to think it is. Coffee is turning over one stone and knowing the entire forest. Coffee is the process of cobbling together the bigger picture by studying each one of its parts. … Continue reading
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Tagged coffee, coffee industry, poem, poetry, specialty, specialty coffee
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Staring at the End
Mostly my frame of reference is at the edge of some yawning precipice, open throat of the Earth, and any spell of vertigo might send me tumbling off into the depths. A spinning tunnel, haunted house; constant feel of the … Continue reading
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Tagged apocalypse, creative writing, end, end of the world, entropy, juggernaut, poem, poetry, staring at the end, the end, universe
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Stonelike
Fears. With eyes shut tight the heart rides waves of tension in my chest, squeeze of electric impulses. Tides of resistance swell and recede. My hero’s gone, and in his place stands but a cheerleader whose words remind me that … Continue reading
Perched
Do I love you because I am melancholy? Is it simply due to hours expended that I am expectant, waiting, entitled in my way, and you oblivious, or else unwilling— the cliff ahead we face yet you are turned away, … Continue reading
Time is on my Side
Time is on my side. The buds of spring appear before my very eyes; the leaves spread open in the sun for me to watch. They say the moment rests upon a razor’s edge, the past behind, the future gone— … Continue reading
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Tagged creative writing, perspective, poem, poetry, season, seasons, spring, time, time is on my side, writing
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The Immersion of Memory
It’s dumping down outside, mazes of pockmarked rainwater running everywhere on the ground. My life is made up of memories—this shirt I got from a different place, reminding me of this person—every piece of clothing on my body is linked … Continue reading
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Tagged action, creative writing, experience, gestalt, immersion, immersion of memory, memory, navigating, personality, poem, poetry, rain, time, water
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The Stone Within My Self
When I hold you, like a looking glass I bring your ghost to life. I condense your spirit into something tangible; it sparkles in the sun in my eye. When I hold you close I make you real, and take … Continue reading
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Tagged attention, body, body poems, cash tornado, condensing, empty, focus, hollow, love, meaning, poem, sadness
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Seedlings
How can I look back on you with anything but reverence? How to cast the eye of memory back to any of the times we shared and not be humbled, have my heart melt and the coil within my … Continue reading
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Tagged breakup, love, peace, poem, poetry, prose, relationships, seedlings, seeds, time
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The Call to Life
When all else is taken away, there remains only the basic urge, the never-ending summons, the constant pull towards the unknown and the insane excitement of new potential just coming into focus on the horizon. There is only the adventure … Continue reading
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Tagged call to life, drive, life, motivation, poem, poetry, prose, purpose, sex, urge
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Words from a Friend
Life that life man. Be your self man. Do those things man. Don’t be scared man. Climb those rocks man. Read those books man. Get that girl man. Write those words man. Do your best man. Try it all man. … Continue reading
Doubt and the Butcher
Lay me to the bone, oh Lord, and vivisect me whole, should you exist. Cut through these layers of monotony, this sense of ought and should and duty, and let me know there lies, beneath the flesh, some metaphysics I … Continue reading
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Tagged butcher, doubt, exitence, god, Gott, perspective, poem, poetry, questioning, youth
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Based on a True Story
An angel graced me from above, and filled my life with love and light. She shone as fierce as any sun; I saw her star within so bright. The calm of many days has passed since she enmeshed herself with … Continue reading
Winds of Change
Winds of change, take me far away from here. When you blow across my skin, bearing scents of far-off isles, I tingle too, thinking of your possibilities, dreaming, looking ahead to untold adventure, the promise of the unknown, the ecstasy of … Continue reading
My Love like the Sun
My love like the sun shines from within, chemical compounds reacting, rebounding; the warmth spreads outwards and touches all of those who choose to venture out of doors. To love like a taser, cables spitting snakelike outwards, electric pitons piercing two … Continue reading