Showing posts with label #this is it - inadvertent poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #this is it - inadvertent poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, September 8, 2013

blood on my sleeve

an academic & spiritual pursuit
a name and a description
praise&thanks;
creator,master,nurturer,gifter
extreme, loving, liable to change
eternal
nouns for permanence
verbs for things temporary
the middle line as both conclusion and introduction
linguistically perfect
thematically balanced
(knowledge&action)
(good&bad)
all-encompassing

the struggles of humanity
(& the balance it strives for)
of body&soul
of men&women
of capital&labour
of the government and its people

Sunday, July 28, 2013

diamonds on my neck

"I hope someday you will fall in love."
(sincere, genuine, doe-eyed)
"thank you."
(quiet, hushed, tight-lipped)

I can't creative-write anymore.

Thursday, July 4, 2013

a toast to our goodbyes

loneliness would feel like catching cigarette smoke in a fist and all you may feel is the press of skin against skin (and the skin is all your own).