Archive for May, 2007
activist
We made our way downtown today
To the Vietnam memorial on Wabash
To listen to the VVAW and the IVAW
Things I didn’t even know existed yesterday
But now…now
NOW
everything is different
Elise searches for peace rallies and poetry readings
I’ve started to have opinions about things
(finally)
and everything is different
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sleep
My bones are cement and my muscles are bags of sand
My body pushes against my mattress and the mattress pushes back
I am sinking into this bed because everything is too heavy to move
my limbs are infected with a weighty, crushing sort of sleep
and consider the consequences of never leaving my ocean of sheets
I think about how [...]
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There is something terrifying
About these uncharted seas
Tumultuous, unpredictable
The waves oscillate and mimic
The rising flutter in my chest
Mixed with excitement and
Mixed with adventure
Its depths spark my curiosity
I let myself fall into the water
And hold my breath
And wait…
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untitled…for now
Something inside me tore
Not a break or a snap
But a ripping of seams
Not suddenly but slowly over time
Gossamer fibers separated from too much tension
Each day more divided and vulnerable
Each day further frayed
We beings learn of our fragility
Far too late to protect ourselves
That was before
Now, the scent of dead leaves
Fills the halls and [...]
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the park at night
The sun sets and the city,
Ceaselessly in motion, is shaded blue
There is a triangle shaped park
Where trees protect the sacred ground
From the speed of the pavement world
In the darkness you have to strain
To see the resting ones on benches,
And others in clusters, talking, seeking warmth
They are shadows in the deep blue calm,
Who go unnoticed by [...]
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Sand
there’s sand between my toes and stuck to my calves
Its in my knee pits and collar bone and in my eyebrows and hair
I can taste the sun on my lips and feel it on my closed eyelids
I rake the sand with my fingers and burry my feet
the warm wind is blowing spare grains across my [...]
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Untitled
The city sits solid on a perfect grey backdrop,
dissolving any sense of depth perception
She inhales and casually flicks the loose ashes
from the end of her smoldering cigarette
They fall to the ground, dancing like dirty snow
before resting on the callous cement
save for one, caught by the wind and taken for a ride
It dissapears for a moment, [...]
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