Many, many blogs missed
I haven't been posting in here for the maybe two people who would read this. All of my blogs have been MySpace only for...awhile, I'm too lazy to look. So, I am grabbing a select few from the past couple of weeks and throwing them on here as a start back to posting.
Coffee, oh how I missed you so.
Yes, this falls into the category of supernatural. Coffee beans are the reason the gods showed man fire. I was denying this celestial brew for health reasons...and I was addicted to the sweet, sweet caffeine. I knew coffee had some antioxidants, but just found out it has more than anything else, save dates, by weight. I avoided decaf because I figured I would opt for tea for the antioxidants. Well, tea is well and good, but I need a strong brew now and again, and with this new information, bottoms up to coffee, mother fuckers. I am doing this out of boredom because I am in too good of a mood to write due to thoughts of traveling and/or moving out west. Horses, dogs, trees, trails, wildlife, mountains...I really hate dorm life. And placebo effects kick ass.
Procrastination finally bit me in the 'sack.
I procrastinated long enough on dropping a class that I now cannot drop it and have to eat an F. It will bring my GPA down by 0.2, so it isn't that terrible. I suppose it had to get me someday; maybe now I won't put things off so much.
And some of the poems. I have seriously written around forty or fifty that I have blogged since I last posted here. These are a few that were written in about the past week.
Still Lips
Your kiss I so longed for,
That which a woman would not before give.
Crying, I would sit in my home,
Suffering, I would feel in my heart,
A woman would never have me,
My confidence was nil.
One day I came upon you,
And me you did not repel.
Our lips met,
And a choir of angels sang in my heart,
My longing had met an end.
Our days into weeks,
Ah, the relationship lives on.
But, my kiss is not returned,
My love not retransmitted,
Our hearts not beating in unison.
You have had me,
Though not accepted me.
I feel so cold,
As cold as your touch;
My longing is resurfacing,
Like your body from the ashes;
My heart resonates slowly,
Almost as yours at its standstill.
Love I wish rekindled,
And a method I have sought.
We can be together eternal,
One world assimilating another.
I can go where I met you,
And lay with you there.
In the darkness and intimacy,
We will become one.
Then, my consciousness will meet my heart,
In its mimicking of yours.
Appropriate asinine alliteration Category: Writing and Poetry
I decided to go bat-shit-crazy with alliteration. There is a meaning to the poem, it just might be lost in the alliteration. =)
Sycophantic Socializing
Discover the disease,
Feel it flow free,
Veering through your veins,
You're now invariably insane.
A fervor like a fever,
Consuming your corroding brain,
Limping like you're lame,
Following such the same.
Asinine assimilation asserting,
Fucked with feeble fending,
An attempt at amelioration,
Engulfed in entropy.
Loathe-laden leaden leaches,
Prejudiced pending personification,
Showing sheep the sod,
How to handle hegemony submittingly.
Persevere this pernicious pain,
For you will frighteningly find,
One way to wile wayward,
Experiencing euphoria in eulogy.
No Way Out
Crucify,
Nullify,
This wretch right here inside.
Revivify,
Can't deny,
There is no way to hide.
Calcify,
Sitting by,
By it one must abide.
Sanctify,
Purify,
The dweller of this shell outside.
Mollify,
Rectify,
Cure this parasitic ride.
Pacify,
Lullaby,
The brain of course through suicide.
Inside This Casket
Inside this casket,
Beneath twelve pairs of latches,
Some claim to hear a stirring.
The noises outside,
Hollow and abhorrent,
Complicate this claim beyond gauging.
A stethoscope to the ground,
Reveals no sound,
The resonance outside so squelching.
For truth to be proved,
This must be exhumed,
And unlatched to all of the world's viewing.
Their tools they grab
And deep they stab,
The latches forced to cracking.
Inside they find,
Not what was in mind,
But instead a mirror reflecting.
Coffee, oh how I missed you so.
Yes, this falls into the category of supernatural. Coffee beans are the reason the gods showed man fire. I was denying this celestial brew for health reasons...and I was addicted to the sweet, sweet caffeine. I knew coffee had some antioxidants, but just found out it has more than anything else, save dates, by weight. I avoided decaf because I figured I would opt for tea for the antioxidants. Well, tea is well and good, but I need a strong brew now and again, and with this new information, bottoms up to coffee, mother fuckers. I am doing this out of boredom because I am in too good of a mood to write due to thoughts of traveling and/or moving out west. Horses, dogs, trees, trails, wildlife, mountains...I really hate dorm life. And placebo effects kick ass.
Procrastination finally bit me in the 'sack.
I procrastinated long enough on dropping a class that I now cannot drop it and have to eat an F. It will bring my GPA down by 0.2, so it isn't that terrible. I suppose it had to get me someday; maybe now I won't put things off so much.
And some of the poems. I have seriously written around forty or fifty that I have blogged since I last posted here. These are a few that were written in about the past week.
Still Lips
Your kiss I so longed for,
That which a woman would not before give.
Crying, I would sit in my home,
Suffering, I would feel in my heart,
A woman would never have me,
My confidence was nil.
One day I came upon you,
And me you did not repel.
Our lips met,
And a choir of angels sang in my heart,
My longing had met an end.
Our days into weeks,
Ah, the relationship lives on.
But, my kiss is not returned,
My love not retransmitted,
Our hearts not beating in unison.
You have had me,
Though not accepted me.
I feel so cold,
As cold as your touch;
My longing is resurfacing,
Like your body from the ashes;
My heart resonates slowly,
Almost as yours at its standstill.
Love I wish rekindled,
And a method I have sought.
We can be together eternal,
One world assimilating another.
I can go where I met you,
And lay with you there.
In the darkness and intimacy,
We will become one.
Then, my consciousness will meet my heart,
In its mimicking of yours.
Appropriate asinine alliteration Category: Writing and Poetry
I decided to go bat-shit-crazy with alliteration. There is a meaning to the poem, it just might be lost in the alliteration. =)
Sycophantic Socializing
Discover the disease,
Feel it flow free,
Veering through your veins,
You're now invariably insane.
A fervor like a fever,
Consuming your corroding brain,
Limping like you're lame,
Following such the same.
Asinine assimilation asserting,
Fucked with feeble fending,
An attempt at amelioration,
Engulfed in entropy.
Loathe-laden leaden leaches,
Prejudiced pending personification,
Showing sheep the sod,
How to handle hegemony submittingly.
Persevere this pernicious pain,
For you will frighteningly find,
One way to wile wayward,
Experiencing euphoria in eulogy.
No Way Out
Crucify,
Nullify,
This wretch right here inside.
Revivify,
Can't deny,
There is no way to hide.
Calcify,
Sitting by,
By it one must abide.
Sanctify,
Purify,
The dweller of this shell outside.
Mollify,
Rectify,
Cure this parasitic ride.
Pacify,
Lullaby,
The brain of course through suicide.
Inside This Casket
Inside this casket,
Beneath twelve pairs of latches,
Some claim to hear a stirring.
The noises outside,
Hollow and abhorrent,
Complicate this claim beyond gauging.
A stethoscope to the ground,
Reveals no sound,
The resonance outside so squelching.
For truth to be proved,
This must be exhumed,
And unlatched to all of the world's viewing.
Their tools they grab
And deep they stab,
The latches forced to cracking.
Inside they find,
Not what was in mind,
But instead a mirror reflecting.
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