view2022/3/25 #poetry
I'd go and check it out but I'm scared. I heard there was a giant bear. Man eater they say. With a tiger in its mouth. Big one. With poison fangs. The tiger that is. And it can see you from miles away. So it can prepare. Get into a good hiding place. And ambush you. You never see 'em coming. No one's ever seen 'em. And no one's lived to tell about it. That's what they say anyway.
I'd go and check it out but I'm scared. I heard that the sea there is treacherous. That it is always churning. Violently. Some say there are whirlpools every 100 feet in every direction. Deep ones. And that the rain falls up there. Out and up from the soupiest thickest cloud that you ever laid eyes on. Sitting right there on the the surface of the water. Would be called fog 'cept the rain comin' out of it makes it a cloud. Can't see more than an inch in front a ya. Can't hear neither. The wind sucks the words right out of your ears. And mouth. Sneaky wind. Spinnin' around and going in every direction. Nothing you can sail with. Tears your cloth to ribbons. Also got told the water is sulphurous. Burns your skin right off. Nothing lives in it. Seizes up your propeller if you bring one. Melts your oars. Smells right awful too. No one who's gone in there makes it back. That's what they say anyway.
view2022/3/22 #poetry
I've ridden this roller coaster before
Not a big fan of the ups and downs
Everyone tells me that I'm special special special
But I can't make them stick around
One day their here and another their gone
My heart's gotten used to the pain
Rather than ride on this coaster again
I'd much prefer a long steady train
Knowing this person will be here to stay
Would certainly help me along
I could enjoy some happier days
I'd no longer be singing this song
Everyone knows what it's like to be held
Most know too what it's like to be dropped
Even if we've been through some heavy things
Our longings can never be stopped
Looking out for someone that is true
Willing to risk hurt again
I know that if I hold strong to my dream
I'll find my inseparable friend
view2022/3/21 #poetry
Sometimes I think that this is not a poem, this is not insightful, I don't even know why I'm doing this.
Then I make a couple typos and I wonder what you get when you combine ding and dong. Doing, or a doorbell?
Now, that doesn't make my activity any more insightful or poetic, but it does distract from a simple elucidation of current experience. Some days it gets good, some days it's all right, some days it's like blowing bubbles in mud. Fun, but not something you want anyone to see you do. And some days it just seems like it won't happen. Not even up to entertaining myself.
It's all I can do to be grateful that I like using the writing tools.
view2022/3/19 #poetry
When all the noises really stop, it becomes apparent how loud you are. The scratch of fabric when you move. Your breath. Your heartbeat.
Noises!
view2022/3/18 #poetry
Tomorrow might be brighter, it's true,
but at some point things have gotten so bright it hurts and after that any brighter things get makes things worse
not better. Searing brightness.
On the other hand, darkness just goes one way,
and while metaphorically things can always get darker, on a physical level it can only get so dark before darkness is complete.
view2022/3/17 #poetry
Arrangements have been made
for a longer day of work
than I've ever attempted before.
If it goes really well
I'd be decently surprised
my expectations are poor.
I think it will be tough
and exhausting to boot
I doubt I will be asking for more.
At the same time,
with the plans that we have,
it will certainly lessen the chore.
view2022/3/16 #poetry
When the time is right
when the moon is high
when cold clouds sweep
across the sky
we'll be ready
to sneak away
and we'll be long gone
by the next day
We won't take much
just what we need
so we may move
with greatest speed
It won't be hard
to disappear
even if they're looking
far or near
We'll make a new life
just you see
it'll be so nice
when we are free
view2022/3/15 #poetry
Tempting and repelling
solving a puzzle
banging my head
following instructions
guessing and flailing
expecting it to work and it doesn't
expecting it to fail and it works
running through the dark
working out the kinks
enjoying the successes
worrying about the time
draining
away
view2022/3/14 #poetry
I see you've found a way to make the day shoot by
I considered interrupting but I know I shouldn't try
I don't have the will to for your attention vie
When it comes to you I seem to have become quite shy
I hope that I get over it sometime before I die
view2022/3/13 #poetry
I managed to skip an important step and wow did it cost me some time.
Being anything but meticulous should be considered a crime.
I'm on the straight and narrow now but I still have work to do.
My intentions for completing this job are finally coming true.
Amazing and thrilling even when frustrated by a small mistake
the task that I have chosen is a fun one to undertake.
In just another moment I'll return to progress more.
I'm really looking forward to the awesome things in store.