her pupils were the greatest teachers i've ever known. a muse with a noose, we talked in the tongues of pictures past. a stoic pose brought about heroic prose. had she blinked this ink would no longer be sufficient, an epic story cut short.
Romeo is still bleeding, and no one cares.
her eyes made me want-
to be a poet.
slurred words match the hue of two of the most unforgiving disciples my i's have encountered. blasphemy birthed these idle hands that carress my soul with a choke hold.
the gospel of gentics
made an untainted page breath, inanimate life follows, accustomed to her light, and lives by the grace of my pen. the sin in the innocence of a broken verse, petty nouns and verbs obscure poetic justice.
so in the spirit of salvation-
god did away with black and white pictures.
sacrificed a broken social scene's heretic hobby. revisionist pictoral history forever banned as long as my words stand.
"At least embarrassment is not an imitation. It's intimacy for beginners, the orgasm no one cares to fake. I almost admire it. I almost wrote despise." -Alice Fulton
"The future is a grey seagull Tattling in its cat-voice of departure. Age and terror, like nurses, attend her, And a drowned man, complaining of the great cold, Crawls up out of the sea." -Sylvia Plath
"I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed & that necessary." -Margaret Atwood
myself is sculptor of your body’s idiom: the musician of your wrists; the poet who is afraid only to mistranslate a rhythm in your hair... -E.E. Cummings
i dropped this muse poem on a longtime friend/love interest of mine and all she said was "that's real nice"...
i'm thinking, damn, that's it. i hate expectation.
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"At least embarrassment is not an imitation. It's intimacy for beginners, the orgasm no one cares to fake. I almost admire it. I almost wrote despise." -Alice Fulton
"The future is a grey seagull Tattling in its cat-voice of departure. Age and terror, like nurses, attend her, And a drowned man, complaining of the great cold, Crawls up out of the sea." -Sylvia Plath
"I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed & that necessary." -Margaret Atwood
myself is sculptor of your body’s idiom: the musician of your wrists; the poet who is afraid only to mistranslate a rhythm in your hair... -E.E. Cummings
"At least embarrassment is not an imitation. It's intimacy for beginners, the orgasm no one cares to fake. I almost admire it. I almost wrote despise." -Alice Fulton
"The future is a grey seagull Tattling in its cat-voice of departure. Age and terror, like nurses, attend her, And a drowned man, complaining of the great cold, Crawls up out of the sea." -Sylvia Plath
"I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed & that necessary." -Margaret Atwood
myself is sculptor of your body’s idiom: the musician of your wrists; the poet who is afraid only to mistranslate a rhythm in your hair... -E.E. Cummings
10. "RE: where king james has failed," In response to Reply # 0
you fused words and thoughts that somehow became a gateway a black hole even now what happens beyond the beyond? I'm out here, in here, please come and get me...
ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder checkout these sites http://4luvofpoetry.com www.poetology.com
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
13. "RE: where king james has failed," In response to Reply # 0
god did away with black and white pictures.
sacrificed a broken social scene's heretic hobby. revisionist pictoral history forever banned as long as my words stand.
holy mandates and my own colloquial curiosity.
i really liked this. the pace of the words was so fast it was as if you're running out of time and you're trying to get as many words out with as much meaning as possible.
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the light: so, you're having a pre-pre-midlfe crisis? wolfie: yes. the light: well, that's wonderful!
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