i'm just going to keep this going...i dont see any point in littering the forum with individual poems...so hopefully y'all will check in from time to time! ----- Pantoum for Joshua: your hair was orange as sunfish bellies the seizures made your hands twitch why take the kayak if the moon was up? midnight fog settling in all around, the lake could be deceiving the seizures made your hands twitch sirens screaming silently to deaf ears midnight fog settling in all around, the lake could be deceiving but you, my friend, were gone sirens screaming silently to deaf ears the lake was grey that day dead fish smells lingered but you, my friend, were gone you were the fish at the end of that line the lake was grey that day dead fish smells lingered why take the kayak if the moon was up? you were the fish at the end of that line your hair was orange as sunfish bellies ----- (untitled) if the night brought out the centipedes would the spiders flee their webs? i want to sleep dreamless if the nightmares will quit my head and the church bells confirm time's still ticking you want to stop the ringing in your ears if the river rises high enough i want to drown these last few years you want the creepies to stop crawling but the moon is going to circle 'round again... ----- Anxious eight thousand eight leg spiders clawing through my hair anchored underwater trapped in a drowning car clinging to sky that's always letting go the key's in the ingnition, but turn real slow... (you dont want the car to explode) ceramic plates shatter on the red brick kitchen floor disco club strobe lights pulsing for the biggest whore and i dont know how to push through this crowd and you make me this way you all made me this way ----- Inspiration she asked where it came from-but i dont know it just came. do they talk to you she wanted to know-in a way they do, i suppose. these voices, she asks, who are they-i dont know they dont tell my their names. Do they talk to you all the time? most of the time i say. why do they tell you the things they do? i never ask them to explain. she asks will they ever stop-i hope they dont, i say. ----- To "Grandpa" i stood under green striped awnings and watched thunder crash into town. the bottom fell out of a break in the clouds then a funnel poked through curved and twisting like a finger beckoning through a slit in the drawn shades. turning and turning and pointing. stirring sandy leafy bits of earth dust from the streets with wispy clouds up and over and back down flinging rain like a shaking dog. i thought of days watching storms with my dad then wondered why there's a tornado over my house and not over yours. ----- last one, i promise! Musically Inclined inside this music box i spin and spin, the music plays on and on. while the lid is open i put on a good show, but with the closed lid comes the cramped silence of the rest of my existence on this shelf.
I liked most of your poems. I'm not too fond of the first one, but there's no accounting for taste, is there? I loved 'To Grandpa'. Amazing. I'm a sucker for thunderstorm imagery. But my favourite has got to be 'Musically Inclined'. It's short and sweet but very, very deep. Wonderful. Thanks, A.
You do put on a good show, thank you; following you back inside, I'm sure the chemistry would be no different.
Kitten! hi *waves*...so nice to see a familiar name! how are you? you were always too kind... redyelruc...glad u liked! and it's ok, not everyone likes pantoums...they can be redundant, i like them for the effect of the different images that come out of rearranging the lines. Xavier...Joshua was one of my best friends from kindergarten to the summer after our freshman year of college. he lived on a lake, he had epilepsy and he had a seizure one day when he was swimming...he recently visited me in a dream
It is nice to see a familiar face and quality writing. I hope to read more from you. I'm writing as well, every now and then.
Thank you, I was caught up in seeing this jewel from the eyes of Jonah in the Whale... but the image of the Moon didn't mesh. Your heart-felt sharing took courage.
Kitten...nice, i'll look for you when i'm around. i have a feeling i'll be on here 4 a bit, i've been writing a lot lately for some reason... Xavier...thanks, it needed to come out...
Well i lied... (untitled) Lightning pulses across celestial synapses touching all the nerves of me and the street lights caught the rain red-handed. like these tears earthworms surface, muddy with their secrets even the trees's leaves turn under to hide their faces and this bench is wet and cold but i have no where else to go...
Wow! Finally something worth reading on this forum convaluted with teen angst. I especially liked the first one; the images were awesome!
I agree completely. This is great. Skyfire, hopefully you will continue to post more regularly. I realy enjoy your words. Eternal Hunter, we obviously have some similiar tastes. I mean, I too enjoy the poems in this thread. However, I urge you to look a little deeper in your search for good stuff here...There is lots, just waiting to be unearthed. Peace, A.
skyfire beautiful writings especialy the poem 'inspiration'. looking forward to see more colors of you.
The untitled one is so brr chilly and very appropriate for autumn! I loved your play on words and personifications.
Eternal...ahaha, i can remember my teen angst days, glad i've moved on... magixarts...thank you! Thanks all i appreciate your comments!
October Today gravity isnt attracting rain drops today they hang in mid-air lakes fed by floating streams and cloud-top rivers rain bubbling up from man holes rain seeping out of street gutter drains rain rising from the hills and trees from crowded townhome villiages lingering like forest fire soot darkening my windows lining my lungs from anywhere else it must look like earth is smouldering from here it just looks like i'm drowning
This was nice, the best part for me was: lingering like forest fire soot darkening my windows lining my lungs
Wow, wow, wow. Inspiration, also makes me wish I wrote it!! So good, I can't quote my favorite parts because I would just quote the whole thing.
