Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Ekphrasis--Fiery Dance

Flaming bodies,
Pulling close,
Reaching for one another in
Passionate fervor,
So enveloped in our own
Desperate heat to see
The quiet one, all
Enclosed in delicate and periwinkle,
Unable to take that extra step
In living supposedly unrestrained
As we do.

Assigned Haiku

Meditation
Scented candles burn,
A sweet meditation in
Perfect loneliness.


Alone?
A pained silence brings
Unwanted self-secrets and
A longing well feared.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Confusion in Betrayal

Rain Echoes the words I told You
(I was a monster)
, Telling the earth of my non-Worth
with Inches of prejudice.
friends Are Toy Soldiers and Paper Skulls,
fiction to suppress the Urge to shout
opinion, to scream The Opposite of Actuate.
I was about to turn away...

self-Actualization

trapped,
removed from Society,
feeling ruined and suppressed.
i struggle to convince You of my
Independance, because i know
You want me to live without
Mistakes, though You know
my Mistakes are
almost needed.
how can i Learn,
or Grow,
or Overcome when You're smothering me?

just let Me go.

Untitled

The translucent flavor of my sunny smile
Is a prisoner behind my delirious mind.
Bitter pictures devour you after
Vast, elaborate shadows absorb the screams.

Let's forget when I died, and
Perhaps we will discover music and nighttime,
Foolishly flowering webs, and the
Reason we became so weak.

My faint, Technicolor heart is made of glass,
And yours is black and made of stone.
If only you knew that these
Champaign-induced dreams can melt marble.

Why did I come here in the first place?
I'm Trying to Spell It Out For You...
A saved message,
Bringing back memories of
Calamity in heartache.
Details in the fabric of your tired
Entity call for taking responsibility. I'll
Face the deeply throbbing twinge and
Generate my own survival if you
Have faith
In the things that make you panic
Just long enough to
Keep the
Longing at bay.
My heart can swell to encompass you in
No time at all.
Open your thoughts to me, and I can
Protect you from the
Quelling whispers of a society that likes to
Repress your individual goodness, the
Special part that
Tells me you are beautiful.
Under the facade,
Value is hidden by the firm belief that you lack
Worth. A
Xenophobic mask isn't as attractive on you as
You think. Can you look past my
Zealous, overexcited behavior to my own secret insecurity?
We could teach each other to love ourselves.

Coffee and a Bad Latte

A little problem with solutions
and some wordplay revealed that
i was pretty much in control,
except for the
Hunger the Wall around my heart released.
Am i totally crazy?
i shouldn't have been there in the first place.
People like me don't deserve the
bliss and mystery people like You bring.
addicted to misdeeds and pride,
can a seventeen-year-old Indie misfit
forget to remember peices of a former life
interested in silent medication
to make a heart feel alive?
Afraid to fall and
climbing free-verse ladders,
deep down i knew
you were gone.
Hated love takes its toll as i fall,
kicking and screawming.
i didn't understand,
Never really thought about
what Want could do
until now.
Hear me with your eyes when
my New Self dives wildly into the night.
Love has left me prisoner behind
Ink Words running.