A lovely chill has come over the Midwest and already I can feel Fall seeping in, drying my skin and beckoning forward my boots. I adore this season and the productive writing that somehow manages to come with it, so here’s to Fall and may much prose flourish throughout.
Sirens Loosen Seams
Your voice like calliope adorns [...]
Posts Tagged as ‘poetry’
September 30, 2009
Fall has arrived
September 21, 2009
Fabric water poetry
Walking Through the Ocean in Lace
Plunge into salt sand,
an invisible blue stain sea crashes lace onto skin,
onto plying limbs seeking the shine of the moon.
Rays full and reflecting, reveal the riptides teasing,
the shredding of a fabric slip tight to your bodice.
Waves walk through you, imprinting patterns with force,
a nature mother once warned could conquer.
And as [...]
September 6, 2009
Return From A Lack Of Words
Light Stained Dreams
Crackling with lights chameleon
in their neon nature,
the city breathes noise
blurred in streams of transport bodies
careening through bright luminosity,
that humming of silent selling, flashing
irises in wonder of edifices waxing,
the glittering glow across cheekbones
warms the evening black.
The streets need no moon to shine,
only their secret outlets pulsing,
electric waves pumping
through veins to bulbs
to footsteps tapping concrete
like [...]
July 18, 2009
The product of C’mon Miracle listening and blurred backseat visions
Burnt Offering
Take me in your tusks
and raise me as an offering
for sparkling rain to dance
on soil where leaves,
berries and heartbeats breakdown
to breath mulch miracles
through these pulling veins.
Back arched in the demons grip,
take me, sky cloud, to an island
where we will blossom
into glass blankets to catch
the metal sun splinters
and mountain shadows
in between our imagination
and the equator.
Ghosts [...]
July 2, 2009
Burn me bright
Burn Me Bright
Let’s paint the sky orange
in a sequin magic sequence…
A shower to sparkle
coconut skin scandals
hotly glistening,
hearts quaking, melting streets
where our concrete romance
throws flames towards sun’s creosote stars.
Burn me bright,
burn me b r i g h t,
burn me.
June 25, 2009
Desert Poem
Sunset Spider Catapult
Waste me wind,
on your back
and lead me to your ocean—
the sultry splinters
clicking in the night quake,
the nearby whistle of a waking moon
floods me with the secrets of
your eyelids
locked thick from feathers
breaking the sky.
You are my sticky sweet finger wings
reaching through the breeze
to bend my body,
fold my limbs,
wrap my veins in you.
Opal me and [...]
May 17, 2009
The Waste Land Revisited
For my creative writing seminar the individual assignment/project was a tricky headache and this was mostly my fault because of all the poems in all the world I went for T.S. Eliot’s precious little thing called The Waste Land (a 433 line colossus of a poem) to mimic/reinterpret (sort of) into a modern piece of [...]
April 28, 2009
A Product of My Mania
I may or may not actually like this piece, I’ll make my mind up in a few weeks.
Shedding Skin
The phoenix I shed
fires a silver stream
of celebratory misery
in a burning bush
fevering my eyelids,
torture tastes better
than these words
nerves
time-bomb
t i c k i n g
take me with you.
Pulpit, heart quit
your tantalizing tease,
I’m a native to
this mantle plume.
April 23, 2009
Abecedarian
Yet another form of poetry, the abecedarian follows the alphabet one way or another. I crafted mine into a zig-zag alphabet, one in which the letters abide by their order in the first and last letter of each line. Capitalization for emphasis.
Just Before the Afternoon Blitz
Afternoon sea folds beg the tide to ebB
Cnidaria into [...]
April 15, 2009
Exquisite Corpse
Defined according to wikipedia as: a method by which a collection of words or images is collectively assembled, the result being known as the exquisite corpse. Each collaborator adds to a composition in sequence, either by following a rule or by being allowed to see the end of what the previous person contributed.
This is what [...]
