Archive for October, 2009

Weekend Cottage

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 31, 2009 by dc

He’s electrified

By dust cells,

Stirring porridge

By your side.

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They Chattered Hatred

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 30, 2009 by dc

They chattered hatred,
It wasn’t paranoia,
You could smell it in their hair,
Burnt toffee and smoke,

I stood on the periphery,
Another unexplored argument,
Awkward with shame
And dizzy with doubt,

I was one of them once.

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A Sadness Resigned

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 20, 2009 by dc

I saw your eyes whispering
Sad-hearted lullabies,
Their heavy lids fluttering
A makeshift release,

You lay in bed
Like a soft, settled sand dune,
Pretending to sleep,
A sadness resigned,

There was nothing
I could do,
The summer had fallen
Into bleak winter dreams,

I took
A long, cold
Look at myself,
I was begging.

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Autumn

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on October 18, 2009 by dc

We wrote it on walls
And the weather erased us
Autumn was ruined

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Sing

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 14, 2009 by dc

When it’s clear you’re the second choice
And the night is a quiet as a distant moon dying,

When nothing you say comes out like it should
And loneliness gathers like dust,

Sing.

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When the Vampires Cry Back

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 11, 2009 by dc

It’s a deafening scream
When the vampires cry back,
Their faces turned youthful
As their sour tears collide

With the truth on a precipice,
A dog on a string,
All pathetic and boney,
A moment from darkness.

An improvised blackout
Takes the eyes of the generals,
There are truths in the night sky,
A pale whine pervading,

Where they once sat untouched
They are now sad and broken,
A whispering hollow,
A humbling bond.

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After Hours

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 10, 2009 by dc

The shadows play tricks,
All moon sprayed chameleons
And desperate darks,

They set things on fire
And sing songs in unison,

Love dies in seconds.

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