Time passes
then you die.
It's enough.
No regrets,
no goodbye.
Face your heart,
mind,
breath.
Space and time entwine
spiritual and divine.
The lonesome heart.
Souls part
in lonely eyes.
And I see places I've been.
I've seen simply
pale into view,
cross my heart,
cross my fingers,
hold my breath.
Space and time entwine
spiritual and divine.
But the lonely cry.
We are spiritual and lonesome,
our souls are the lonesome heaven.
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 534
I Don’t Know Why
Friday, April 29, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 533
Be My Baby
love could be
emotion in deep
bad devotion baby
feelings come careful
looking in exactly
magic eyes mine
dive with feelings
and be what
chains looking careful
are now for
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 532
Glass Angel
Angel in danger
Show me strange falling shadow
And persuade your love.
When you're deep inside
You persuade the stars and love
Play with me, angel.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 531
When A Lover Leaves You
What a situation.
Confetti delicate tender storms
escape reward through demons
passing by nights
when a lover leaves knowing
the world falls useless
in passing reward before
demons have tried
the morning after nights.
I have tried.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 530
Darlene
Where do you go?
Skyline?
Passion?
Shadows?
Addictions don't have to think.
Darlene,
this is where your arms
high upon magic weave.
Mindless.
Flicking.
Twilight.
Time is your religion, my addictions.
Darlene,
This is where your spell
upon the magic can't take it anymore.
Religion.
Addictions.
Darlene.
I want to be eternal.
Falling.
High.
Eternal.
Your spell that you weave.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 529
How My Eyes Adore You
A bubble floating above melting day
will forgive the lucky fortune
of the small and lonely golden tears.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 528
Golden Heart
a bubble floating high
won't break, won't melt fragile.
so coldly hope will forgive me
for who I really am in the morning.
we are lucky there's a light
crawling slowly in the mirror.
the moods of joy and anger
owe fortune tears shining love.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 527
Fly Away
Fly from broken love.
You say throw it all away.
I don't know.
Angels whisper through trees,
calling gently:
“Fool, crack and forget,
cry and fly away upon tomorrow.”
An angel softly calling
sighing pleas:
“I'm a fool.”
“I'm starting to crack.”
Cry, and forget about my heart.”
Friday, April 22, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 526
Storm In A Teacup
just saying
the soul's intact
be proud of a broken man
sail away
learning one white lie
to conceal my farewell for life
a thief
behind overtime
goes around to sleep alone
my past
fortune and fame
kissed her and wished the best
I stole
a storm in her love
and then I wished her the best.
for life
I stole away
jike a thief in the night
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 525
Sucker For Love
I'm a sucker
artificial below
Hell freezes
and searching
I'll want
my vices
my dignity
the love
the now
the better
the truth
I'm feeling tremendous
the world
It's pretending
and the photographs
and cool emotion
now have love
the better love
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 524
I Could Fall In Love With You
Come and dissolve what I told you.
Don't abuse the worse times.
There are times when I was wrong,
when I could test love like a child.
I was sleeping and believing,
don't let a space that's empty
fall in love with times,
don't be strong when I fall in love.
You let me down like a child.
Like a child I could fall in love,
scream blue.
Don't get me wrong, I can be strong.
When I fall down to test love
like a child, I can be strong.
When I fall in love with you,
Don't let me test love like a child.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 523
Sunday Girl
Blinded, I turn to the wall
in a rhythm wrapped in laughter
and drinking little bombshell eyes.
You're no longer the night
that glitters lights around the mess.
You're a rollercoaster night,
the most of Sunday pushing
like a bitch,
driving fever pitch when you shine.
I'm blinded by the night
that glitters lights around the mess.
I will see a bombshell
making somebody number one.
The night and all around the city,
don't you mess up
rushing like a night on the town.
Make the most of Sunday morning.
Dance.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 522
I Bet You’re Mad At Me
justify
what
and
who
tonight
believe
on
crazy
are
over
the
afraid
road
soft
raining
so
freezing
so
tell
to
spare
sad
tears
away
now
but
I
can't
see
what
should
give
all
mad
tonight
all
the
afraid
this
mad
can't
see
what
should
give
all
mad
I
can't
see
you
it's
the
love
you're
mad
read
blue
from
the
world
all
but
mad
can't
your
want
be
the
all
me
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 521
Sweet Surrender
really nothing
we are invisible
imagine how sweet searching
will ask for surrender
religion and choruses
desolate and angry
no poets
see the free world closing
poor men crawl
imagine how sweet surrender
will stay forever
won't ever ask for passion
to remember and imagine
sweet as a dying rose
no religion and politics for surrender
and I don't care to remember
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 520
I Broke It All In Two
I been after all…
I, back to…to the
I…the tables turn…
I acted a…I, I,
through the…
I though I broke all in two,
broke it all in two…
a…a…
though it…
to be that.
Baby, I…the…
to throw it all away,
I, I'll…
I too though,
I broke it all in two,
broke it all in two…
a…a…
though it…
to be that…
I too though,
I broke it all in two,
broke it all in two…
a…a…
though it…
to be…
I broke it all in two,
broke it all in two.
A…a…
though…
it…
to be.
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird
Friday, April 15, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 519
All This Time Still Falling Out Of Love
Release my desire
Then forgive the decision
To want out of love.
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird,
Haiku
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 518
Don’t Say You Love Me
Don't say strange things
Love things that make me die
I won't steal a radio
I won't be an angel
Don't say things that make me die
Dance 'till you'll cry
I told lies around my angel
I won't be round
Don't say you love me
Don't say you'll cry
I screw my angel
You're still my song on the radio
But don't say things
Make me dance 'till we're high
Don't say you'll cry
Don't say you love me
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 517
Because Our Love Is Real
I get upset and dangerous
You call me sublime
I hurt and know life is bitter and jealous
You wrap sublime where I dominate faith
Trust is all creation
I don't feel emotional
You heal to be alive
I hurt the most and know myself
You really know me more
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 516
I’ll Be There
When arms know that lost
found that need to keep hanging on,
it's enough to hold the light up
and stare as if the child won't go away.
To stay this young, selfish darling
I wanted the shock, the sudden sway
we all make all over the end,
the light that we don't know.
It's just in me to stay the light,
the sky, and I stare and I don't go away.
I beg you to share the sky,
I don't know why, it's just the child in me.
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird
Monday, April 11, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 515
Breathe
Twenty-seven times the city lights
changed fast on empty,
and I feel you're gonna breathe.
I breathe bitter,
and the test of time
treated you rough, always kind.
I let lonely feel the deal,
letting me breathe,
and I breathe hollow.
You breathe empty
without love,
and I breathe without you.
And you breathe.
I believe empty love.
You breathe without love.
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 514
Let’s Take One More Rocket To The Moon
one more moon
before we kiss
and lie between sleep
and find a star dawning
gently the rhythm
water windows white
as pillow drowning
catch a keychain just for luck
I hold to hide
and what is all
just prayer without knowing
my mind straight is breath
and all around us
the air and little life
without knowing
my mind I'm slowly drowning
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 513
Here I Go Impossible Again
many dreams
it seems that reaching all alone
on dreams are emotion
to know
what's in mind
searching for impossible again
close to the ending
on a pedestal
like when it hurts some
and lose soul
through veins falling
three little impossible again
the night dive into ocean
how to know what's searching
that's impossible
to keep the night
ending impossible again
to keep the night from ending
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird
Friday, April 8, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 512
No Doubt
Where it is wont hurt
next to your heart.
I feel my spine
dying to show the falling room
for doubt,
for all the art
to give,
to visualize more than
to gaze.
I'm dying to tease it out;
secrets sad for all the changes.
Labels:
Erasure Squared,
Erasures - Nightbird
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 511
Video Killed the Radio Star
I heard the wireless
tuning in
on the second symphony.
Machine and technology
now understand the children
and meet in an abandoned studio.
We hear playback
and remember the first one,
the last one.
In my mind we gone,
in my mind pictures play.
You killed a star.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 510
Goodnight
Nights don't bother me.
Dawn comes, keeps me awake.
I wish that when I sleep
my memories make it dream.
So goodnight sleeping,
and dream awake.
I'd call you, but I recall
the wide awake dreaming.
Nothing could make me tired,
but memories make it easier.
So wherever I dream,
sleeping if I hope.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 509
You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’
Close eyes
And there's tenderness in fingertips.
Hard, but that feeling,
it's gone.
There's no eyes,
and now little things feel like something dying.
That feeling,
it's gone.
Down on knees,
if only everyday let it slip,
bring it back,
bring back that feeling gone.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 508
Can’t Help Falling In Love
Wise men say:
“Fools can't help a river.”
Surely to the sea it goes,
some things are meant to be.
Take a river to the sea
so it goes to be life.
I can't help.
I can't help you.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 507
Ebb Tide
the tide rushes
plants a kiss
then out to sea
the sea is still
once more to the oncoming
tide one burning thought
open wide and kiss
an embrace can tell
can feel real in rain
in dark
in sun
the tide at its ebb
at peace
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 506
True Love Ways
Why will by and by ways
sometimes sigh…
sometimes we'll know why,
and throughout the days
ways will sometimes know,
ways will bring joys
to those who really care,
and you and I know,
and we'll know,
just you and I.
Friday, April 1, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 505
Walking in the Rain
I want and need someday.
Someway I'll be good looking,
and I'll be walking in the rain
and wishing on stars,
and I'll kiss,
and I'll fight.
I won't care.
I know,
'cause like walking in the stars,
love'll never do.
No,
never wishing on love,
I'm still wishing.
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