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FlinchingI try to explain That nothing is my fault I flounder And my hands look odd and lost And stillFlinching
I try to explain How I think I might have wandered Just a little too far from home And my heart wants her dead and bled and done That’s how much I miss my mom
I try to explain The dreams and revelations The panic and the lights The smell of fish and that old lady Who’s taken to haunting the back of my skull
I try to explain The meaning Of everything But she’s impatient And our time is probably up
by ~neodox
We Were Poets Once...We were poets once Juggling words like knives And when we missed a step We called the crimson spillage artWe Were Poets Once...
by ~neodox
DecemberAn inky angel leered down at me from the wall, teeth bared in vampiric lust. Beside her, a mermaid writhed, turquoise scales twinkling as the mid-morning light reflected off her laminated prison.December
“How do you feel?” Kurt gazed concernedly at me, pen poised above the cross he was drawing, an unlikely psychologist. “Did you have anything to eat this morning?”
I laughed flatly. Bile rose in my throat and I grimaced. “Daniel made me a cup of coffee. And I ate a walnut. I’m not hungry. My stomach feels too empty for me to take anything in.”
“How’s your head?” &
by ~neodox
The FrogsIn the space between wall and door The frogs grin Paper death masks and spindly, clutching fingers Jarring trespassers with their menacing absurdityThe Frogs
On the doorstep The verge of confession, keyhole whispers I stroke the tiny corpses Defiance taut against my fingertips
I shall never die
by ~neodox
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Who are you to tap dance?Once upon a time, a pavement slipping through my mind with coffee beans and empty rhyme.Who are you to tap dance?
All that is wasted with a dime,
to a time that was not so distorted and my lips did remain, never innocent, but not guilty,
as the world hangs its head in shame.
Sunlight returns and lingers
far too recklessly for me to keep count with my fingers against the blue of the sky to lock these shadows out.
Once upon a time, I heard this lady- you know what she said: "God, this child can sing but not a brain inside her head." I wonder still, &n
by ~BurntStrawberries
I stopped writing poetryspeak in rivers and fountains so that i may unchain my life from the totum poll of mysery and the slit of a knife a blade has been running from dusk to dawnI stopped writing poetry
and the most scary of things
is how i've learnt how to mourn and i can only write if I close my eyes and stop trying i thank you for this block, you see it gives me reason to go on trying.
by ~BurntStrawberries
I Planted You A Rose GardenYou taught me how to give without reason and bring in all that is good you told me not to say bad things because it will hurt the world and sometimes I try my best to listen to you.I Planted You A Rose Garden
I never did tell you that I love you, I couldn't bare the thought of hanging my head again. So I planted you a rose garden and I watered it with my tears.
Sometimes, I would find myself sitting in that garden dreaming and sinking my toes and fingers
into the sand everyone complains that I spend too much time in that silly old garden.
You taught me how to always find
by ~BurntStrawberries
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- Current Residence: Muizenberg, South Africa, but my heart will always be in Knysna...
- Interests: The origins of names, mythology, books, wolves, anthropology, politics, tattoos, music, art, dragons
- Favourite movie: The Wall
- Favourite band or musician: Nirvana, Radiohead, Deftones, The Beatles, Pink Floyd, The Smashing Pumpkins, list goes on...
- Favourite genre of music: Rock, Grunge, Alternative, those who refuse to be classified...
- Favourite artist: Rosetti, Van Gogh, Munch, Judith Mason
- Favourite poet or writer: Sylvia Plath, Terry Pratchett
- Favourite photographer: Jimmy Miller :)
- Favourite game: Chess
- Favourite cartoon character: Hobbes
- Tools of the Trade: My mind
- Email: circlingturtle@gmail.com
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The Ginger Muse burnt down your horse.
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Ah, so you're in the same position as me then, though it's english language coursework thats messing me up rather than maths. I'm glad I haven't had to do matrices yet, even the name sounds grim.
And I am watching the space. Very closely...
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The Ginger Muse burnt down your horse.
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The Ginger Muse burnt down your horse.
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Underneath the bridge
The tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
And Im living off of grass
And the drippings from the ceiling
It's okay to eat fish
'cause they dont have any feelings
ek is lief vir jou.
peace.
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Underneath the bridge
The tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
And Im living off of grass
And the drippings from the ceiling
It's okay to eat fish
'cause they dont have any feelings
oh. too late
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Underneath the bridge
The tarp has sprung a leak
And the animals I've trapped
Have all become my pets
And Im living off of grass
And the drippings from the ceiling
It's okay to eat fish
'cause they dont have any feelings
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