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Tag Archives: poetry
Mouse
I want to be the mousethat crawls into your car in a rainstorm,eats the crumbs you left behind,shits on your floorboards and nibbles your cushions,chews the wiring of your instrument paneland burrows into your engine block to die,curl up into … Continue reading
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Tagged car, engine, mouse, mouse got in, mouse in car, mouse poop, poem, poetry, wires, wiring
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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
kaleidoscopes
the feelings that move in me like slow kaleidoscopes or the impressions of perfection that pierce my chest and make me melt like taffy, a bug tumbling in thick amber or a child who’s jumped into a pool shift all … Continue reading
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Tagged creative, creative writing, kaleidoscope, kaleidoscopes, love, poetry, revelations, writing
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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
Geometry of Dreams
The things that I’ve dreamt about before are no longer relevant, no longer show up in my dreams—all the myriad places and happenings and locations portrayed in shimmering detail, my brain building tiny simulations geographic and geometric in its quest … 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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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
Dioramas
I’ve wanted to preserve the past in tiny little dioramas, the curator of some mental museum, impeccably aligned artifacts depicting experiences pristine, preserved out of time, so when I’d access them (later, always later) I could say yes, people have loved … 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
Peace in the Afternoon
To sit and watch the world pass quietly by, to see people, quiet people, swimming through the sunlight in the afternoon, glinting and glimmering as they turn, this is peace. Detach from your desires, which would cause you pain and … Continue reading
Strength like a Tiger
Be like a tiger in your strength, with muscles ever rippling in the sun, ever aware—every movement, every motion strong, yet graceful and effortless. Be like a tiger in the effort that you use— just enough. Be fierce when it … Continue reading
Years
I am often afraid that the years will leave me. If I stop pursuing, if I take a break, someone will catch up to me, proving me fraud, and all the capacity that’s come to me over the years will … Continue reading
Sea Caves
There are caves hidden within each man, very deep caves, which have been carved into the stone of his soul as the water carves when it hits the cliff at shore’s edge. When the waves roll in they crash through … Continue reading
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Tagged appreciate, caves, crash, mindfulness, poetry, sea, sea caves, watch, watching, waves
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The Shakedown
In my dreams, everything falls down around me. I try to hold it all together, but I can’t, I can’t. I pick these things back up, but only get props for taking the blame, for knocking over something clean when … Continue reading
Circles
A spinning box of rainbow rosepetals, swirling behind eyelids black with night— emotions folding inward, inward, like tired ghosts joining the collective soul. Downsize your dramas—mould like clay, until you are dense, refined and lovely, perfect in impenetrability. These are … Continue reading
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Tagged calm, dream, dreams, poetry, sleep, unity
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Kayak
Paddle through the breaking waves. All is broken blue; shattered water, strewn clouds above. Pierce the final crest; you’re in the clear. You glide. The pull of the sea, the pull outwards. Keep paddling—left, right. You’ll make it to the … Continue reading
Wear
The clothes you love are not the newest, the shiny dresses all in vogue. Your favorite clothes have stood the test of time—they’re worn ragged, they are frayed. They’re no longer here. They get thrown away. My clothes are mostly … Continue reading
Folds
I want to swallow you up like a pelican encase you in the warm folds of my neck and, stretching, yield to all your struggles until you stop moving. This was a poem I … Continue reading
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