Rehearsing Poems

The Last Indulgence, Or Maybe The First?

...I butter the toast as if it were a pardon,
its crust breaking under my knife
like a sealed envelope.

The coffee is bitter ink,
a confession cooling in its cup.
I swallow it fast,
as if speed ...

Peregrine and Terrapin

...Time flies like a fiery peregrine
infinity takes its bronze sweetened time
seeing all with the opaque eye of the terrapin.

Time is a tambourine -it has little mercy
it'll wake you from you swee...

We Were Never 'I'

...Within this sanctum
of breath and bone—
ten trillion anchorites
mimic their devotions.

Bacteria threading
blood’s vermilion rivers
braiding holy water
into the cathedral
of now.

...

The Road Drones

...The road drones as I run away,
one eye ahead, one on the rearview.
I squint and strain, blue-white beams on my tail.
Twin beams, staring, keeping distant pace.
	You say, "It's been five years and...

Paint Your Reality

...Paint your reality 

Paint your reality 
Reality kicks in 
You grab your brush 
And trust it's no rush 
To paint the perfect picture 
Doesn't always mean 
It's perfect 
With the right stroke...

Theatre

...Theatre 

Something happens I can't explain
It feels enclosed quite like a train
Within its wall you are truly set free
To be yourself or who you want to be It's like, let's pretend, or dressing...

The wrong facsimile receiving noise in the right rehearsing recital time of genesis room

...The wrong facsimile receiving noise in the right rehearsing 
recital time of genesis room

What is patriotism?
To love your land, to be there for the cause of the land.
What is the core value of...

Beauty and the Beast

...Here rests the realm of the
thorn-tongued truth ~ 
a mortal mirage of doomed pentacles,
where forks and kettles speak
  the language of witchery,
  the dialects of the diabolical,
listening as ...

Aaru's Flutter

...I'm a baby.
I move constantly. Amazingly constantly. 
And I flutter hard. Amazingly hard.

Why?
Because I'm rehearsing. 
I'm rehearsing moving like I mean it. 
I'm rehearsing being strong like...

Root Canal

...Where to begin?
Perhaps with the hum of the drill
lurking in some unseen chamber,
already rehearsing my name?
Or the taunting clock counting down
the minutes?

I’d like to write a poem
about ...

I Know I Am Wrong

...It’s shameful, the way I clutch.
Like a child with a broken toy,
believing if I just hug it tight enough,
it’ll fix itself.

I know people aren’t possessions.
But tell that to the part of me
t...

The Loser's Heart

...Never count your chicken before they hatch because you cannot tell what is hiding around the back, never build your hopes too high or place your dreams above the sky, when in doubt, do your researche...

The cut that always bleed

...I want them to tell their children about us.
Make them afraid of what love can do.
Make them sit up at night, wide-eyed, whispering our names like a warning.
Say-they clawed at each other's throat...

Are you at peace, or where memories grow?

...I've been witnessing your face in the steady glow,
Where our feet once pranced, and affection used to flow
Your flame just burned out, a sorrow fueled show,
Are you at peace, or where memories gro...

Pure Love and Soft Candle Light

...LYRIC


Nestled in the roaming woods of a paperback novel a tiny quaint house sits in a grove of lavender flowers
The moonlight spills beams of radiant showers as I climb to the surfa...

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