Glossy, shiny, brilliant lacquer
Black, bold, stained like ink
Smooth alabaster, live like a statue
Blue, brown, green, hazel, gray, violet
Smooth, golden, brown, black or white
Crisp cuts of fabric
Balance on toes, strut
Blank canvas; your thoughts extraneous
Glitter, translucent, dynamic soul
Reminders of class, status, acts
Calm, cool, low whisper
Disembark for stages
Replace a theory of otherness
With momentum and collide
Aeronaut of the skies
He flies, she flies, he flies
Triangle power - risky business
Quadrangle - dealings how human
Sexuality soaring
This is how we survive
A conquest with a different person each time
Never the same woman
Draw me back and I'll turn myself into Saturn
The night is a good time to cry.
Friday, January 30, 2015
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
"The Soul's Bright Home" available on Amazon sometime next year...
On 1/19/15 I received an email from Melanie M. Eyth asking me for confirmation that she could publish a poem I submitted to her last year. My poem 'forget me not' will be published in a compilation called "The Soul's Bright Home" next year (it will be available on Amazon for about $10).
Melanie also published my poem 'love left' on her blog: http://theshelteredpoet.blogspot.com
I would like to thank her for her inspiration. There are a lot of amazing poems on her website. Check it out if you get a chance.
Thanks,
Anna
Melanie also published my poem 'love left' on her blog: http://theshelteredpoet.blogspot.com
I would like to thank her for her inspiration. There are a lot of amazing poems on her website. Check it out if you get a chance.
Thanks,
Anna
Thursday, January 15, 2015
In Another Word For Blue
The day went away
I was sure it wouldn't come back
I make the time lying awake
To think about tomorrow
Last night I got two names
Both are different men
One outpaced me
The other is sorry
But you, you always surprise me
With your audacity and the confidence
Of a thousand men
You order me around
And I act like I enjoy it
Sometimes I do
You haven't changed
Enigma that you are
Makes me sure I'll go far
There are so many amazing people
In my life
I have some rotten hatred
For Cleopatra the star
I need to pull it out and place it somewhere
I have help
I should just be relieved I made the cut
I jumped over a vast ravine
From the inferno, to purgatorio
And here I am in a strange place
Between two worlds
And I can walk back and forth
With the right people
I don't know where I'm going
But I can never go back
Lucky for me you went first
Like the man you are
You wouldn't tell me to do
Anything I really shouldn't
Or anything you wouldn't do yourself
If you were me and I will be you
There is really nothing we can't do
But you know that's true
And I know you're out there
Working with silent determination
Domination
I am a replication
There is unbounded joy
Ancient colors
Pigmentation
Boldness in another word for blue...luz...
I was sure it wouldn't come back
I make the time lying awake
To think about tomorrow
Last night I got two names
Both are different men
One outpaced me
The other is sorry
But you, you always surprise me
With your audacity and the confidence
Of a thousand men
You order me around
And I act like I enjoy it
Sometimes I do
You haven't changed
Enigma that you are
Makes me sure I'll go far
There are so many amazing people
In my life
I have some rotten hatred
For Cleopatra the star
I need to pull it out and place it somewhere
I have help
I should just be relieved I made the cut
I jumped over a vast ravine
From the inferno, to purgatorio
And here I am in a strange place
Between two worlds
And I can walk back and forth
With the right people
I don't know where I'm going
But I can never go back
Lucky for me you went first
Like the man you are
You wouldn't tell me to do
Anything I really shouldn't
Or anything you wouldn't do yourself
If you were me and I will be you
There is really nothing we can't do
But you know that's true
And I know you're out there
Working with silent determination
Domination
I am a replication
There is unbounded joy
Ancient colors
Pigmentation
Boldness in another word for blue...luz...
Saturday, January 10, 2015
When you asked me to please leave
I felt like a part of me died
I had to pull myself away
And not to understand at all
I don't understand my life
When I set my good intentions
I feel like life immediately checks me
Can confusion vibrate to the bone?
My amelioration is so total
I do not know where I begin
I know my past, but don't dare to repeat it
I feel a deep pain mixed in with my love
There's a part of me begging to go
And there's a part of me that has no hope
And anger and disappointment and fear
And maybe I am right about a few things
And dust deflowers me
And people hate me for existing
And they are enraged I can die
And I do not love all of that
In fact on the surface of my face
There is a calm which doesn't exist inside
To pour the poison out I have to be alone
To take the poison in I need only breath
I thought someone said war
As an artist I use war for ugly creations
And as long as I have hands I will write
Even without instruments I can mark
My mind with thought
Etched into one of my fixations
And to all of you who lived with me
It was always I who lived with you
And I remember the totality
And the lack of hesitation
And to stare as the castles fall
I have holes in my back
What kind of material am I made of?
I heard Lady Gaga is made of plastic.
I have ideas
People don't like
This was going to be about my hatred inside
Actually it was going to be about desolation Angels
If I come willingly may I be guaranteed last place?
I felt like a part of me died
I had to pull myself away
And not to understand at all
I don't understand my life
When I set my good intentions
I feel like life immediately checks me
Can confusion vibrate to the bone?
My amelioration is so total
I do not know where I begin
I know my past, but don't dare to repeat it
I feel a deep pain mixed in with my love
There's a part of me begging to go
And there's a part of me that has no hope
And anger and disappointment and fear
And maybe I am right about a few things
And dust deflowers me
And people hate me for existing
And they are enraged I can die
And I do not love all of that
In fact on the surface of my face
There is a calm which doesn't exist inside
To pour the poison out I have to be alone
To take the poison in I need only breath
I thought someone said war
As an artist I use war for ugly creations
And as long as I have hands I will write
Even without instruments I can mark
My mind with thought
Etched into one of my fixations
And to all of you who lived with me
It was always I who lived with you
And I remember the totality
And the lack of hesitation
And to stare as the castles fall
I have holes in my back
What kind of material am I made of?
I heard Lady Gaga is made of plastic.
I have ideas
People don't like
This was going to be about my hatred inside
Actually it was going to be about desolation Angels
If I come willingly may I be guaranteed last place?
Friday, January 9, 2015
Cortex
The cortex is thin
The cortex splits
The cortex is like a ligature
Around my neck
Or a cortex spirals
Or it looks like DNA
Or a cortex is tightening
Up inside my belly
I'm involved with a debate
You can see me out there
In the great beyond
Beyond my short blonde hair
I was sure I would be dead by now
Sometimes I wonder if I am -
Am I a ghost writing?
Or a cat come to play
It's my cerebral cortex
I was avoiding it
Whatever that means
I thought I knew something.
To write something evocative
I become overwhelmed
My body fills with intense emotion
And I am filled with fear.
The cortex splits
The cortex is like a ligature
Around my neck
Or a cortex spirals
Or it looks like DNA
Or a cortex is tightening
Up inside my belly
I'm involved with a debate
You can see me out there
In the great beyond
Beyond my short blonde hair
I was sure I would be dead by now
Sometimes I wonder if I am -
Am I a ghost writing?
Or a cat come to play
It's my cerebral cortex
I was avoiding it
Whatever that means
I thought I knew something.
To write something evocative
I become overwhelmed
My body fills with intense emotion
And I am filled with fear.
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Art Form #127643.01
Instructions:
started drawing or painting and with each mistake try to make it into something. Mostly abstract with cartoonish aspects. Color
started drawing or painting and with each mistake try to make it into something. Mostly abstract with cartoonish aspects. Color
Thursday, January 1, 2015
2 RiverView
Radiation sickness
the hurt swells red in a ball of fire around my cranium
my tongue thickens and i expect
black tar to seep out through my taste buds
I grow hot, cold, hot, cold
flames freeze me and I wonder
the hurt swells red in a ball of fire around my cranium
my tongue thickens and i expect
black tar to seep out through my taste buds
I grow hot, cold, hot, cold
flames freeze me and I wonder
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