New poems... |
Man in the MoonHow do I scrub you from my heart,Erase the feelings that are growing there,Feelings I know that you don't share,Stop the emptiness before it starts?too late...How do I scrub you from my...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Oct 2008 03:00:00 GMT |
Poems I wrote backstage, last night when i was supposed to be working |
AloneAlonesuch a heavy wordit weighsme down.Holds me down,until I try to screamand all that comes outis emptiness.I cannot even catch my breathAlone,you are my burdenAlone, you are my nightmare.Alone,...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 06:32:00 GMT |
Yet another poem...the ravings of my insane mind |
As I curl up insideand wait to dieI give a silent crybut no one hears me,except myself.I said it was silent, right?But anyways, I digress.So, where was I? Ah, yesa silent cry.Silent, why?Why not cry a...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Sep 2008 22:48:00 GMT |
unfinished poem |
With each little pieceof my heart that I lose, I am broken, less humanand more like you.Your student, but I'veoutshined the master.You should be so proud,and I'll never get what I'm after.Leave me alo...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Sep 2008 22:13:00 GMT |
Another poem, no name yet |
Inside me there is silence,silence so dark, so deepit is like a current.I can feel it in me;powerful and swift,tangible.I can tap into it.It is strong,it might pull me in,but it is comforting too.It i...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Sep 2008 07:38:00 GMT |
Why |
I do this to myself every time...and it always ends the same. When will I ever learn? How many times can one heart break? When will I ever leave well enough alone?
Posted by on Sun, 31 Aug 2008 06:06:00 GMT |
One lonely afternoon |
Since the fern can't go to the sink for a drink ofwater, I graciously submit myself to the task, bringing twoglasses from the sink.And so we sit, the fern and I, sipping water together.Of course I'm m...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 00:40:00 GMT |
Samuel Beckett |
One of my all time fav's (Waiting for Godot)
Taken from Ill seen Ill Said:
From where she lies she sees Venus rise. On. From where she lies when the skies are clear she sees Venus rise fo...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 00:25:00 GMT |
Loss |
Loss
Can you lose something you never really had?
I said "I don't want to lose you."
He said "to lose me implies that you had me in the first place."
"You never had me."
Those angry words a...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 23:16:00 GMT |
Obsession |
Obsession
(by Anthony Burson)
What does it mean to be obsessed? Does it have anything to do with how much you think about someone? Or anything about being insane? Your interest in someone exceeds yo...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 01:38:00 GMT |
