(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.
All works are the intellectual and artistic of property of Londyn J A Korol (née Barrett). Plagiarism is a crime. "A writer is someone for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people." I'm muddling my way through this craft and I'm happy to muddle with you. Let's muddle together.
30 septembre 2009
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.
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.
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.
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