24 novembre 2009

Accidental Friend

(Hmmm so... it was supposed to be 3 lines/abhor/6 lines/adore/3 lines but then that last stanza hit me like a punch in the face and demanded to be written and it screws up my format... not sure what to do with it. Does it sound ok?? Is an ellipse allowed to be its own line? Are there too many words that start with A? I don't know where this one came from but it needs help people!!)

Accidental Friend

Truculence from the first how-do you-do;
Affronted by your hot headed aplomb,
I demonstrate my staunch indifference.
[From abhor]
Compliments… ersatz says I,
Aforethoughts to discombobulate.
Confusing my picture perfect and neatly populated world.
Abeyance of tension – a fissure in my carapace,
I asseverate my ascetic shell,
And consider this sudden disarray.
[To adore]
You overcome my ardent resolve, descry my tenebrous mood,
and, silently implore.
An overwhelming amalgamation of emotion –

I kiss your head to a mumble:
Love you.

29 octobre 2009

Snowflakes are pure companions

(just a quickie one based on the outside weather)

Snowflakes are pure companions

The snow outside is one butter knife and a half teaspoon deep.
The flakes swirl gently and I can almost hear them giggle –
they beckon for a playmate to come dance with them.
We twirl in the solitude, the magic of crisp silence and
I enjoy the company while it lasts.
Tonight all the leaves will be paper boats and chariots
to carry away my snowflake friends, leaving only drifts
and powdery memories of a dance that was.

30 septembre 2009

Sign By the X

(Just when you thought it couldn't get worse... my writing became spectacularly bad)

Sign By the X

We belong to each other (Asterisk )
Ever since I met you (Footnote 1 )
I have been totally crazy about you (Disclaimer )

Asterisk – We do not belong to each other
Footnote 1 – February 2009
Disclaimer – Except when you are pretentious etc

You are my everything (Asterisk plus sign )
For as long as I have known you (Footnote 2 )
I think I have loved you (Disclaimer )

Asterisk plus sign – Well, you mean a lot to me
Footnote 2 – Approximately 8 months now
Disclaimer ...
No actually, this is true – I love you.

28 septembre 2009

Giving into heartbreak was my worst decision

(blah blah blah blah blah. wtf. That is all. Oh and THANK YOU Snerky/Leanne for breathing some life into this poem that was only like a quarter formed in my mind.)

Giving into heartbreak was my worst decision

I will let you in on
my perhaps poor decision.
Not the falling, but the yielding.
And now, flashlight in hand,
I stand just inside the door.
The beam is off, I dare not
cast light into this dark.
My heart pounds so loudly,
I think the sound is why you turn.
My inhale catches, I hear
the break inside me before I feel.
I will let you in on
my positively poor decision.

27 septembre 2009

Endless Abyss

(I needed to write... So I wrote. Badly lol, but I wrote nonetheless)

Endless Abyss

Lingering in the endless abyss...
Your absence so abstruse.
My lover, my lark.
This observation of nothing,
so lackluster -- ostentatiously empty.
Omit logical thinking, reasoning,
so extrinsic this onus.
My narcotic, my ne plus ultra.
Adoration in nuances,
affirmations of never and the
evasive eternal.
My darling, my doll,
left with ornate fantasies,
necessarily questioning the why
remain lingering in the endless abyss.

04 mai 2009

More unedited nonsense!

(Whee!)

Entry Level Devil

You're an entry level devil
trapped in the forceps of my mind.
Shuddering by the butterflies...
you raise my eyebrow,
Raggedy Ann of tragedies.
Fortunetellers dance to the tune of
laughing seniored teenagers.
Paper planes whiz through my halo,
blowing easily in the breezy.
Tempting me with your beauty,
you’re a rose beneath my nose…
wrapped up with poison ivy.

03 mai 2009

Feeling Senescent

(Yep, writing about life again. Nope, not edited. Hahaha.)


Feeling Senescent

Mellifluous time meandering towards future [noir].
Nescience turns to flummoxed, tumultuous fury --
fear, in fact, oblong and leading to feckless temerity.
This frisson is ephemeral; overtaken by the mephitic realisation:
purpose is not esoteric, there is no elucidation, ever.
We are toadies to our own narcissistic malingering;
vision obscured by etiolating tomes weighting us with
narrowly outré and martial views.
Overcome your reticence! Deny the taciturnity!
It is not time to plan your obsequies!
The past should foment, not hinder. Extol the opportunity --
Misbehave!

02 février 2009

Failing Incandscence

(Needs work... like, what else is new?)

Failing Incandescence

Start with effervescent essence,
the cantering novices with
noble causes.
Illogicality of reality tampers
with the tempers and
naysayers contribute to the disenchantment
[a complex necessity]
Simple, easy adaptation to this
perpetual nighttime.
Resignation, apathy.
Torpid in this shadowy nimbus,
neglecting to notice the sacrilege
of a defeated soul.
Dying in the nadir,
alarming enlightenment.
Take my hand nameless comrade,
I entreat you to elevate.
Tether yourself to me and we are enabled,
escape this nightmare.
Empathy, sensuality of naked truths,
Swing, swing to empyrean.
Cupidity for happiness,
candid information reveals
indelible imperfections in life.
Agitated, no calamity just,
acquiescent teardrops.

22 janvier 2009

Fill the gap (with crap) -- Imagery, duh

(hey it rhymes! I'm kidding. So I totally bombed my goal of writing at least once every three days. I blame work? I don't know, so here's the random thing I jotted down in the middle of the night with the idea that I might work on it and make it something half decent. That was two weeks ago and it remains as is, so maybe I just don't have time and maybe I'll do it later and maybe maybe maybe)

Dragons

The sky grows dark
I look up to see
Dragons circling overhead.
A chill just before --
CRACK
One has shot a flame on the horizon.
A terrible roar.
And again, the flame,
The roar.
But they are not angry, I think,
As I become soaked by
Their tears falling from the sky.