A Song

Inspired by the loss of nonprofitstyle.blogspot.com

Sorry, I only made 1 verse:

I want you
I need you
I miss you
Where are you?

You've gone
You've left
You've run away
Are you lost?

I can't see you
I can't hear you
I can't find you
Are you there?

I wonder where you've gone
I need you here, I need you
Where have you withdrawn?
I've lost you girl, I've lost you

I wonder where you are
I'll find you there, I'll find you
Wonder if you're far
I'll find you girl, I'll find you

Bonus points if you guess who I am.

30 degrees

Hot fuzz
Warm Wind
blows through my clothes

Shadows burn
Scorched road
People wither in turn

Sweat pours
From pores
Unprepared to burn

Heat bakes
Radio Waves
Suits shed like skin

Glass domes
Spill drones
Parks full of gnomes

Sun drenched
City Stench
Never goes away

Poem Tag!

Ok, so while waiting for a short story I got an idea. It basically came from me writing and realizing I didn't have an idea/was way too lazy. I am calling it poem tag. Each person writes a stanza and then the next person adds one. Eventually have a poem written by a bunch of different people and it will either be way cool or way shitty! Anyway, I hope it catches interest, if not I will no doubt be sulking!

Here is my stanza, it is lame and emoy, I apologize:

Wake up to what there is to save
Or roll over, Shut your eyes
And keep slow dancing with the grave


You're it!

Story Please

I must say I quite enjoy how Write Club is going! Although, I had figured that someone would have posted a short story by now! I was also wondering how that might work out logistically, like if it would be too long of a submission or if people are just not really afforded enough time to read a story on a blog site. That is, except for me as I finished my 3 month job in a 3 weeks. Anyway, I have a few stories kicking around on my computer (maybe) but they are at least 6 years old (that's when I got really lazy and decided to just write poetry) and without any modesty at all I can objectively say that they are both shitty and whiney. As such, I was wondering if anyone has a story or would be interested in writing one for Write Club. There is always the anonymus post method keep in mind. So hopefully this catches some interest, or at least more interest than my own!

Matters of Time

This was such a fucking pain in the ass. I couldn't post this the way that I actually want it to be seen. There are, depending how you look at it, more than one poem here. The stanzas didn't originally have these fucking lame colours that are really not cool for at least two reasons. Ideally, the poems of the same colour would have been on seperate sides of the page, mirroring each other. This was the best I could do however. Fuck.

Shining high and fully grown
Overtaking what once was unknown
Racing, blooming, here them now sing
Breath and open to the beauty you bring

Hanging on but gives a flutter
Joyful confessions start to stutter
Touch the air, smell decay
Eyes to see, there is no other way

Frost inside, the home far gone
Trails behind, that premature sun
Blue and empty the cold wind blows
Falling and closed, embrace the snows

Soft and steady, starts the melt
Limbs remember, what once they felt
Cold recedes, driven from the earth
Begin renewed, take hold the rebirth

Digest the fossils,
To make sure it lasts
But creatures of habit,
Always die in their pasts.

Lips self-stitched,
To pace through hierarchies.
Drown with their Sirens,
Or float with poetries.

Aborted romantics,
Endings broken hearted.
Voice kept with singing,
Songs for the dearly departed.

Cellophane gentleman,
With smiles oh so see-through.
You’re dancing alone,
Only the blind may read you.