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I miss the way you wanted to remove the corners from the world…
You found me there, in a nook you were trying to flush out..
I was as sharp as those bevels,
You, a complete contrast.
I cemented myself in that space,
So you could not polish out the edges.
The dark cold was a comfort
Where I could disappear,
Maybe just to make those angles extra jagged and brutal,
Though whether I was sharpening them for you or myself,
I’ll never be sure.
When you gave up,
When I gave up,
I shattered the blue corners all around,
But they haunt my dark cluttered spaces,
Inflaming briefly the curve I finally found,
When I was brave enough to walk alone
And drench myself in middle sun.
I miss the way you wanted to remove the corners from the world,
How your smoothness became jagged,
Now, I simply fear I turned you into one.
26 August 2013
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“If my vagina was a gun, you would stand for its rights,
You would ride on buses and fight all the fights.
If my vagina was a gun, you would treat it with care,
You wouldn’t spill all its secrets because, well, why go there.
If my vagina was a gun, you’d say what it holds is private
From cold dead hands we could pry, you surely would riot.
If my vagina was a gun, its rights would all be protected,
No matter the body count or the children effected.
If my vagina was a gun, I could bypass security,
Concealed carry laws would ensure I’d have impunity.
If my vagina was a gun, I wouldn’t have to beg you,
I could hunt this great land and do all the things men do.
But my vagina is not a gun, it is a mightier thing,
With a voice that rings true making lawmakers ears ring.
Vaginas are not delicate, they are muscular and magic,
So stop messing with mine, with legislation that’s tragic.
My vagina’s here to demand from the source,
Listen to the voices of thousand or feel their full force.”
Katie Heim, @katieh1022 in her tesimony to the Senate Committee in regards to Senate Bill 1
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I hate you, January.
I hate your melancholy ways…
I hate how you linger….
I hate how the most depressing days of the year
At your doorstep.
So… I realized a while ago, that I used to put poems online a long, long, long time ago, back when you had to buy web space for that kind of thing, or they offered it as a perk with your internet service. And, I realized that, I have no digital copies of all of my works… So, if there’s a fire in this house, I’m screwed. A lot of my “art” would vanish.
I created ”straight no chaser” at thepoeticb.tumblr.com as a blog under this identity, to kind of remind me to post there, maybe once a day or every few days. I can’t promise that I won’t edit, and reading back through some of my poems while I was married shows what a state I was in… But, if you want to follow, you’re welcome to. Or, if you just want to go, visit and tell me how awesome the theme turned out and not stay, I’ll understand that, too…
There will be, from time to time, some NSFW poetry and writings that end up over there… but, they will always be “under the cut” and, always be words, not images. If you want a link to my sexier blog (and you don’t know it), you just have to ask…
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Just Visible began
Soul to soul
As a spark.
Laughter fanned the smoking embers
From Dull to Cherry.
Deep Orange raged into Clear,
While neither of us paid steady attention,
As caring took hold.
The smoldering inferno
Gave way to admittance that neither of us
Could control Whitish White.
But only through time and devotion
Does a flame turn from
Bright to Dazzling:
The unextinguishable glow
Where every truth is exposed
By blinding light
Burning two souls into one.
3 January 2013
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Okay, so my publishing company Lachesis Publishing is promoting one of our authors - David Lee Summers - he writes Science Fiction/Fantasy and Horror. I’ve just edited some short stories that he wrote for an historical vampire series - really good! I like his writing. And he doesn’t write about wishy-washy vampires - these are hard core vamps!
And he is such a cool guy - he is an astronomer! wowee! he works at Kitt Peak National Observatory, outside of Tucson, Arizona but he lives in New Mexico.
Anyway - super nice guy - and a good writer - so i hope you’ll give his writing a try.
We’re offering one of his earlier books for free - it’s the first book in his Science Fiction series.
The Pirates of Sufiro. You can get it free at Barnes and Noble Nook: click here
You can also get it for .99 cents at Amazon Kindle (so, that’s almost free) click here
For more info about The Pirates of Sufiro click here.
Not my thing, but just in case anyone is interested..
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“Brunettes are full of electricity.”
Auguste de Villiers de L’Isle-Adam, Tomorrow’s Eve (via whatshewanted)
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Mother nature’s cruel doubt
Keeps this temperature high…
While brief showers provide
A small respite with
No real true relief.
As heat simmers and rises,
The hope of changing winds,
Lingers cautiously in the clouds…
While I wait patiently for a
Hurricane of rain to
Pound against my skin.
- 7 August 2011