Instant Thoughts (add yours too if you like)

chadwick

shove me away
pull yourself together
leave behind my shadow & mouth
yours unbound & on the loose
incoherent

your last phone call was not home
mine has always rang
never answered
behind broken walls falling apart
incoherent again

seems to be the truth here
unfelt & unattached
this is solid disconnect
without power
without bright sky
no are the black
the longest nights
cold as imagination empties
incoherent

no love
nothing to believe in
suffer alone
take the day as nothingness
that is blank eyes
what has disappeared from within
incoherent again

the rough
the surface unfaced
as if a dusty bones for legs
maggots for climax in our burning selves
maggots for climax in our groins
maggots for climaxing never
maggots feeling way deep spines tingle with tinsel
spines tingle with tinsel
incoherent

larva
larva is love
larva starving
larva consuming flesh
starting over would only take forever
larva in the heart
heart in the larva
larva in the heart
heart in the larva
sick as fuck
gagging maggots
incoherent again

when in truth
maggots vomit our love
incoherent

vogonpoetbythelake

44 years and your gentle boyhood manor has brought you full round
your bulging calves strengthened by a wooded where abouts I have not seen
the kindling we collected in city's streets and forested factory yard was never lit,
truly we did not play with matches
for our time spent in youth was make-believe
a light dawning mist was falling on the promise of shiny new and co-operative housing for all our school mates
Wonder, possibility, quest for fire
the feel of your hand in mind, two steps ahead, guiding me, enticing me, the sight of your green socks, a shock to the fashion of the day
I did not know how fleeting the moments would be,
to look longer, to stay after dark, share my candy and leave it at your door before the rusted truck and shiny shaggin' wagon took you away to another city

dimitrispearljam

it was you

chadwick

nice writing, dimitris

dimitrispearljam

like you somehow

donnaruhl

Writers Block!

dimitrispearljam

no shit sherlock

chadwick

i'd write something
bleeding stuff from my head
i begin to fade
like a bowl of water the entire sea
yours

i slip away
a going under wooden ship
falling down below feeling & sight

leave a buoy

vogonpoetbythelake

That bird sounds like a squeaky shopping cart wheel that rights itself immediately, as if
embarrassed by its owner's trajectory
the ball bearings have rolled through many a parking lots space, picking up and spitting out
gravel and gum
along the white painted lines way
only to end up embedded in the tread
cars, trucks, bikes and shoes
bare feet being rare
bear feats being rarer
all inside a winters hibernation
pushing the cart through an ankle deep slush laden sidewalk
tempted to slide, so easily does with out purposive pushing
grab hold of the bar which is ridiculously high for your size and gently
navigate the carts way through light touch in hues of amber, cobalt,
screaming teeth and smoking ears, quiet trees and breath filled years
rise-up, reach down and pick the crowd up
A whole lot, if not an acre, can fit into a shopping cart

sur'sum cor'da etc.

chadwick

vogonpoetbythelake wrote:

That bird sounds like a squeaky shopping cart wheel that rights itself immediately, as if
embarrassed by its owner's trajectory
the ball bearings have rolled through many a parking lots space, picking up and spitting out
gravel and gum
along the white painted lines way
only to end up embedded in the tread
cars, trucks, bikes and shoes
bare feet being rare
bear feats being rarer
all inside a winters hibernation
pushing the cart through an ankle deep slush laden sidewalk
tempted to slide, so easily does with out purposive pushing
grab hold of the bar which is ridiculously high for your size and gently
navigate the carts way through light touch in hues of amber, cobalt,
screaming teeth and smoking ears, quiet trees and breath filled years
rise-up, reach down and pick the crowd up
A whole lot, if not an acre, can fit into a shopping cart

sur'sum cor'da etc.

incredible thoughts

vogonpoetbythelake

so much to take home, take out, rebuild, restorative practice, back to base
line was never there as a wave hello out of the mist into the fog breaking....
decks being replaced, where to?
lovely measures the broad shoulders,
new shades of neon fencing, crow bar rising, lifting the crowd up
beside the pools translucent depths
not all are gone so deep into the waters calm,
roiling ocean coming back at neap tide
caressing at the ebb, withdrawing at the crux
in trying to write right,
trying becomes the feeling,
trying the thought becomes feeling,
over wrought iron pounded like a hammer to the molten steel
now cooled to a hardness that sucks the hammer in,
embedding the previous blows

vogonpoetbythelake

she's fed the cat
neighbours bringing out
loads of stuff
laundry, shoes, boxes and bags slung
over shoulders carrying the weight of many a trip, no face transplants here
all scars worn, tattooed on the sleeves
of plastic bread bags flipping the ohm-lette
quickly becomes scrambled eggs
promptly primping if not pimping the cats tufted ash hair
blowing her away in concern for the dropped cigarette ash that managed to waft its way to her crown
a soft calling, purrfect in its delight
full giggle that nary a hair was singed
the cat comes closer between the now ticklish torment that gave rise to laughter
a deliciously delicate stroke is all
to brush away the ash still perfectly perched atop the cats cap

chadwick

vogonpoetbythelake... thank you

STAYSEA

Oh, Facebook, How I hate THEE...

I'm tagged in a photo. :evil:



I guess, I tagged them back!

chadwick

hot
heat
bunk ass bullshit
sun rides a low sky nearby
just a empty oven from above

battered & exhausted
great

donnaruhl

chadwick wrote:

hot
heat
bunk ass bullshit
sun rides a low sky nearby
just a empty oven from above

battered & exhausted
great

Sounds like my week so far.

vogonpoetbythelake

skeletal remains emanate forth from an ancient and dusty place
radiating echoes of undulating colour
heavy hues seep forth from the depths of unknowing
the great mystery of
her story
her present
her unfolding
lifted to the divine light
from the fragile grey gal to the searching eyes of the peaceful warriors domain
his hands in measured prayer
the distance between them is being held and healed
her longing, outstretched hand
one other
other
one still
still
she, buried in the cavern of thought
he, speaking of things through petals eye
he, speaking of the crack
she, in the cosmic egg
they speaking of nothing at all
knowing all is, well
knowing the egg is, all
knowing the lotus rests in the minds eye
gentle Grandfather holds the flame from deep within
a hope filled grace in his demeanor
ever vigilant at the watch

CHANGEinWAVES

Heal him, please.

mysticweed

just outside are flowers blooming
lightning bugs and pine trees looming
running water is a good day for me
i try to be kind, maintain peace of mind
and always find the symmetry

dimitrispearljam

and im singing...