Showing posts with label Erasures - Nightbird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erasures - Nightbird. Show all posts

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

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.