In Southern California,
there's always lemonade in November,
and ice cream in December.
The heat makes it necessary
to live in summer
during this confused, "sort of" winter
where the trees blow a bit
and the ground is slippery and gleaming
for a week.
At most.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
The Lighter Reflections
Hey everyone! Sorry I missed a post for the last week. Since school started I've been SUPER busy what with work and such. Never fear though! I'll be posting my routine poem tonight, and another tomorrow night to make up for the missing one. Hope you like it!
Louise
I watched his profile disappear behind the mirror.
I watched his reflection smile and frown
as he found himself, finally.
It was as though Narcissus had possessed him,
or the mother whom fate had forced to
flee. Loving and inconstant,
his gaze bore holes in the silver glass,
treated with toxins and abrasive chemicals
and holy water,
to reflect what he'd forgotten
like a river,
clear and dishonest:
only feathers or pixie dust may be carried by the flow.
All things heavy eventually settle along the outer edge
to be seen only by a strange passerby.
Louise
I watched his profile disappear behind the mirror.
I watched his reflection smile and frown
as he found himself, finally.
It was as though Narcissus had possessed him,
or the mother whom fate had forced to
flee. Loving and inconstant,
his gaze bore holes in the silver glass,
treated with toxins and abrasive chemicals
and holy water,
to reflect what he'd forgotten
like a river,
clear and dishonest:
only feathers or pixie dust may be carried by the flow.
All things heavy eventually settle along the outer edge
to be seen only by a strange passerby.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
24 Miles
Standing on the edge,
the man breathes in deeply
and allows the oxygen to calm his pulse.
Inhales,
and leaves the world breathless
and captivated.
He tilts his head over the platform,
above the shining blue Earth;
falling, he becomes as a shooting star:
bright, effervescent, and free.
the man breathes in deeply
and allows the oxygen to calm his pulse.
Inhales,
and leaves the world breathless
and captivated.
He tilts his head over the platform,
above the shining blue Earth;
falling, he becomes as a shooting star:
bright, effervescent, and free.
Sunday, October 7, 2012
To Banish A Nightmare
She leapt
slowly from the staircase,
her sadness
etching a dark trail in the still air.
Transparent and razor thin
like a wisp of a China doll’s hair.
Thin and hollow and
lost in despair.
The front door
opened and the house
sighed and
blinked;
breathing,
it removed the irritant.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Working Again
I forgot to put up my poem yesterday, but I have a good reason! My lovely boyfriend turned 22 yesterday, so I was celebrating with him. :3 Okay, here's the poem. Enjoy. <3
Insomnia, brought on willfully.
A give-and-take; an exchange
A minute of health for a minute of gold.
Sleepless and self-deprived,
I find that my mind rests somewhere else;
My body trudges on, heavily.
Eyes downcast and searching
for lightless repose:
Surely, 5 a.m. is too early to be awake.
Insomnia, brought on willfully.
A give-and-take; an exchange
A minute of health for a minute of gold.
Sleepless and self-deprived,
I find that my mind rests somewhere else;
My body trudges on, heavily.
Eyes downcast and searching
for lightless repose:
Surely, 5 a.m. is too early to be awake.
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