Saturday, April 30, 2016

Day 30: (26th Poem)

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love.
all stop;
exiting through,
hate leaving you!
the time ends quite quick,
time until we meet again
unknown, the interval passes.
precious want and impatience felt.




(assuming I did this right, should be accompanying number of syllables per line..)

Monday, April 25, 2016

Day 25: missed, want (what I could do)


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what i could do
with
those missed views!
the shots i
could
take.
my eyes are not
yours,
you shoot,
but
you don't shoot
like me..
the things i see!
the way the
sky
hits
ground,
the angle..
that light sound.
the way red
meets brown.
no
light
meter,
no firing flash.
no need.
let the sun
do its
work..
let the night
drip sex
and the fog smoke.
let people touch..
let light
enter
the iris
and the moment
pass..
let me look,
and let you see.
let us both
make a memory.
oh,
what i could do,
if i had that chance.
pretty
the picture
but lost the moment,
if we don't
advocate
for our own
desires.

Day 24: still the water


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still the water
dripping in the basin..
still the showers
pounding at the door..
silence the waves,
cool the steam,
warm the air..
let nothing move.
let nothing speak.
practical silence..
and the beating heart.
peace.

Day 24: On the very worst Days..


I say I'm sorry because I'm supposed to be..
I wasn't supposed to be here.
I should have been buried
in someone's backyard like an old bone.

I say I'm sorry because I'm supposed to be..
I should have been drowned in a tub..
or thrown down the stairs.. (that's what she did.)
or just left out in the cold to die.

I say I'm sorry because I'm supposed to..
I should have just killed myself
when I had the chance, but I didn't.
I don't want to leave a mess,
or inconvenience anyone, or put anyone out.

I say I'm sorry because I'm supposed to be..
I'm an inconvenience to the world.
People are busy and don't have time.
People have lives.. not mine.

I say I'm sorry because I'm supposed to be.
I don't express myself right & get confusing.
If I don't know an answer, that's OK..
don't bother people, they are busy.


Saturday, April 23, 2016

Day 23: To Melt. To Say I am Hooked.

I have nothing today.. so it's a reworked poem.. (because everything I write is awful..) This one from 1989.. one of a very few of my own poems I have mostly memorized..

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To Melt (To Say I am Hooked)

the words, they stumble
from my lips.
the words, they form..
not too quick.

i lack the art
to express myself,
to tell you how i feel.
to say i like you,
(i like you a lot!)

you do me over,
with just one look.
and i melt like butter
from head to hips
(to toe..)

i melt. to say i am hooked.




Friday, April 22, 2016

Day 22: Sensibitilty


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Sensibility

Alas: love..
when my head
catches up
with my heart.
Oh! the dam burst!
Oh! the weeping!
the despair.
Oh! the love that
can not be
shouted!
can not be shared
right now..
can not be given but
quietly.
through
silent meditation
and hope.
through kind
thoughts
and wishes.
through
silent energy
poured forth
in waves of muse..
through skies of
blue
and teary, gray-clouded,
splattering
thunder-rattling rain!
restless
night wandering..
floor pacing
contemplating
friendship
hoping,
helpful wanting to be..
of service to you.
a cup.
a hand.
a foot.
a friend..

a heart on mend.






(reworked poem)

Day 21: Today. Not Yesterday.


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Today. Not Yesterday.

Today.
Not Yesterday.
(though
such an
amazing Person
still.)
The Person
I see
before me now,
is the one whom
in my thoughts
dwell.
The path you
travel,
makes you
who you are
now.
The many
experiences
that
shaped you,
and makes you
so fine.
the Person
I want
so much
to know..
your
every
brilliant facet!
to hold
in my hand
your beautiful
sparkle;
and always within
your presence..
You bundle of
life!