the war inside |
The sea, a viscous of rusted redPollutes the sands where few have treadSilhouettes of ghosts ascending amidstClouding dusts of King CadaverousThe booming silence bombards my drumsOf wails in vain from...
Posted by j.y. on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 05:26:00 PST |
more old ish |
How had i come to this?I am my omnipresent selfObserving my body makingMonotonous movements mechanicallyMy madness mouths mere mumblesMy dried up gears Continually grindAs the piston pressesMy inarous...
Posted by j.y. on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 05:23:00 PST |
old ish |
RUINED BY ONEI loved you since my naked entranceBut the intangible line is torn.Violated and torched,Innocence incinerated,And now a prepubescent adult is born.I respected you from the bread that bred...
Posted by j.y. on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 05:19:00 PST |
attempt at microfiction |
The hooded man slowly approaches the cottage like a hovering mist. His tattered feet are numb to the earth as his senses draw him hither to the aroma of bread and a woman..s harmonic whistling. He k...
Posted by j.y. on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 04:34:00 PST |
Ichorous |
Her hair, tangled and drenched,Drips like melted icicles. Her tears blend With the bath salts and blood,Flavoring her bitter and bitten lips.The blade chisels through her stomach like a sickle to a fa...
Posted by j.y. on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 04:28:00 PST |
The Ancestry (spokenword) |
This is a poem for all those ..poets.. who think they are poets but really are just people who think they write poetry. If you can..t even tell me what an iamb, trochee, dactyl, or anapest is then don...
Posted by j.y. on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 04:27:00 PST |
Walls of my Youth |
These nostalgic walls reflect my youth,Projected like a movie screen,Colored with imagesLike these green neon stars that hover over me,Like a mirage of space, sending me back to a buried memory.In th...
Posted by j.y. on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 04:13:00 PST |
Orchid Ghost |
I awake from her resonance:A milky hue, the moon eclipsed in her soul,Pulsing its rays through her ivory eyes.Her hair: silky strandsGlistening and gliding on an ocean tide.Her skin: pale and smooth a...
Posted by j.y. on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 04:11:00 PST |
