heres the thing
about forever:
time is relative
to the solitary
it shakes and rocks
back and forth like
a
bridge on ropes
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
mothers day
in the strange river light
casted by my teenage years,
our bridge has weakened-
though never will our bridges
crumble
my soliliquey to you;
my love like lights
reflected in water
or the way oil turns to rainbows
at the picnic of backward glances
it is you who has acted
as a landing from my heights
and its not the height that frighten me-
its the darkness
that some heights hang at
the edge of
casted by my teenage years,
our bridge has weakened-
though never will our bridges
crumble
my soliliquey to you;
my love like lights
reflected in water
or the way oil turns to rainbows
at the picnic of backward glances
it is you who has acted
as a landing from my heights
and its not the height that frighten me-
its the darkness
that some heights hang at
the edge of
the only rap i ever wrote
and darkness
its countless-
the many
times you've sparked this
incessantly inside
my lips,
the whims, provides
the fuel my body drives
disguise; illigitimate
trips that grip
upon my hips
your crazy beats to which my heart skips
the depth in which
i limit this
2007
it's something
i've felt before
but in a different way-
this time it's
a faint, rumbled
reminder-
a dull, forgiving
pain
that fades in and out
between my ribs
its got a lot to do
with memory,
i think
its got a lot to do
with my prior self-
who i used to be.
i wonder if
the new me,
like a clean car
and rubbing alcohol,
could handle
the old, ripped leather
backseats of me-
what would she say?
i've felt before
but in a different way-
this time it's
a faint, rumbled
reminder-
a dull, forgiving
pain
that fades in and out
between my ribs
its got a lot to do
with memory,
i think
its got a lot to do
with my prior self-
who i used to be.
i wonder if
the new me,
like a clean car
and rubbing alcohol,
could handle
the old, ripped leather
backseats of me-
what would she say?
Sunday, November 21, 2010
kind eyes
she said she'd always recognize him
by those kind eyes
one day when they're wrinkled and red she'll kiss them,
those satin folds, those eyelids hold
the kindest eyes she ever saw
by those kind eyes
one day when they're wrinkled and red she'll kiss them,
those satin folds, those eyelids hold
the kindest eyes she ever saw
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
joy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7vfLpGMq2uA
i never thought i could have it so good,
you were the song that my soul understood
but time is a river that flows through the woods
i never thought i could have it so good,
you were the song that my soul understood
but time is a river that flows through the woods
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
modern day meditation, Tuesday 6:30
well you know he had love on one arm
other; fear
he knew exactly
how to face front
square shoulders
(and palms up to receive)
he knows he not alone
but always forgets
when he's by himself.
he had to lock himself away for a long time
to let go
and came back to us
five minutes later
with nothing left
but
love on wrapped around his right bicep
the other; fear.
other; fear
he knew exactly
how to face front
square shoulders
(and palms up to receive)
he knows he not alone
but always forgets
when he's by himself.
he had to lock himself away for a long time
to let go
and came back to us
five minutes later
with nothing left
but
love on wrapped around his right bicep
the other; fear.
made magic
"made a magic necklace today", she said.
bearclaw.
fairy love amulet.
dragon fly bead.
pouch of mugwort. amythist. jet stone.
empowering.
bearclaw.
fairy love amulet.
dragon fly bead.
pouch of mugwort. amythist. jet stone.
empowering.
Friday, November 5, 2010
new moon
may this new moon bring empowerment, as the scorpio season should.
I promise to welcome the chance that needs to come out of dark into the light
a new moon is upon us, time for a renewal!
I promise to welcome the chance that needs to come out of dark into the light
a new moon is upon us, time for a renewal!
Thursday, November 4, 2010
these strange dreams
it has been many moons
but they've found me
and force intentions clear
these strange dreams
rip my seams
but they've found me
and force intentions clear
these strange dreams
rip my seams
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
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