Business TripI’ll never make the drive west to San FranBusiness Trip by thetaoofchaos
like a psychedelic troubadour
a zealous eremite on a mad mad dash
a pilgrimage through the Sonoran holy desert
those hipsters lounging outside City Light Books
cream in their wares about.
No, it’ll be this lonely business
pragmatically jetting over grave errors
of character and wind wrinkled hillsides
everyone circling the same 25K miles
half-dead asleep on these very wings!
All the while, trying to forget
what the world remembers to forget;
this is what you wanted.
languageI see herlanguage by thetaoofchaos
in the tiniest of things
I know the world
on her lips and cheeks -
a myriad of flights
with the artless peace
what she is
looking for -
in her eyes.
loatheCurious, how he ages past his originsloathe by thetaoofchaos
a rage unfurrowed by the planet's touch
by the girl who held him like a furnace bides the coals
by the women who survive him as a coat of arms
by the man whose imperative is sowing seeds in space
on the mind within the mind where ancient troubles fall on lips
and regrets' subdermal cultivation
in the bodice of his erroneous twin
bloom in these terrific wires
‘till they turn up into the skin;
recalcitrant sores of a leper god
see them worship and abhor!
What tribe, these scars
dark medicine art
and who will bear his animus
when now he's old and new again?
it's already happenedit's already happened by thetaoofchaos
how long will i prop up this poisoned messiah,
squeeze false atmosphere
from these heavy lungs?
i want to get up
drive one thousand miles
to the cauldron's teaming lip
and perform last rites by the roadside.
i see myself
as a diver
hurtling faster than your voice
from this dimension of accidents.
if i am an interruption in the blessedness,
a scarry mandala
in a blunder of motion,
if i am (to be) a curse
that hangs from your sternum spike
then i will grant you
everyday, every night, all...in preparing a hearteveryday, every night, all... by YouInventedMe
for the vast expanses of america
be sure to schedule disappointments early
so as to leave endings
for bitter defeat
be a firm believer
in the healing power of laughter
this makes trying to stifle
the unavoidable giggles that occur
when considering the irony
of your own demise
a lot more fun
failure romantic again
what we're giving
and completing the circle
when truly taking the time
to find yourself
be sure you've filled out
the proper forms
you'd hate to find yourself
and just one more line to go
it's something like infinity
if it's enough to make you angry
it's enough to make you
it all comes down
to proper planning
SnowA soft white flake gently kisses the ground,Snow by PanNarrans
Its siblings delaying, blown to and fro.
Aroused from my humdrum life, I look around
At a silent midnight fall of snow.
Each crystal point shines stark against the sky,
Tracing paths determined by the wind and chance.
By a myriad of unique routes, they try
To slow their unavoidable advance.
Many melt , but more still come to rest;
A thick white blanket settling over time.
Our routine paths become an arduous test,
Made treacherous now by a frosty rime
Left to melt come dawn, cast down from on high,
As someday we all must surely die.
morning remindersI sleep with the swanmorning reminders by Aadea
when no one will have me.
in a cold ziploc bag
and we make love
or animal drums
at the bottom in pond silt.
a lot like love
in the way that we build up,
and crash in the morning
with sore lungs
and wet feathers.
just fine and youthings you learn at 63,000 feet;just fine and you by oldest-boy
I am not scared to die.
things you learn on the ground;
I am scared to love.
18th May 2009.Upon waking18th May 2009. by AVolatileCalm
there came a realisation I hadn't felt before -- that I couldn't
find the light last night
in the dark of my own eyes,
but I shrugged it off and greeted the sun-not-here.
I wonder why.
So You've Finally Come...So you've finally comeSo You've Finally Come... by shackell
a weighted realization relaxing thoughts .
You really feel it now approaching moment .
You had not truly come for seeking purpose .
You lied to me about how divided you felt .
I lay with you as though a regular lay
about had replaced my bones in a fit
of zealous pleasures... Ana to my
understanding we could say in synch
"as I lay beside you I know"
we felt something together
once it was like ecstasy
dropping out of fantasy .
settling for tranquility . or this close
boseiaiboseiaiboseiai by spunj13
there have been an ocean of heartbeats
within your chest
pounding out a tuneless song
a child's feet wet upon the sand
s - t (stumble) e - p
st - ep
(hands waiting just within reach)
until the first steps
left and right
right and left
(hands always waiting just within reach)
and the child ages
morning heat breaking on the waves
reaching for the sky
and the years pass as moments
(hands still waiting)
and the beat cont
Breath deep downSnowhite heart, O coldBreath deep down by iamPoetry
Running With ScissorsSociopaths Running With Scissors (full title)Running With Scissors by UltimateOutlaw
and you have
and between the two of us
I predict a sad sort of
Bonnie and Clyde
when this story
I suggest you leave
an arms length
of a continent
|my favorite dA poetry|