Isn't It Ironic? No Alanis, it is not.Anyway, I have been writing, I swear! It's just not very good, though there is one piece I have been working on that I will probably post after I edit it a bit.
I am turning 24 this month. Good lord...
~cool4dude
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I Am Not BenA gray-haired guy slumps in his wheel chair withered lifeless arms in his lap- He pulls himself around with his good leg going in circles, he's going no where. But he's not the one screaming for help-I Am Not Ben
A woman with a walker bellows
at the top of her lungs until nurses get there
and she admits she doesn't think anything is wrong: Just wanted some attention.
With a groan she's alone again sauntering past your room to try this plot again.
Oblivious, you're in bed with eyes cast skyward blocked by a dreary water-stained ceiling- Your blue eyes dull
by ~cool4dude
Writer's Block. This poem is just a paper airplane waiting to soar across the room, do a loop, and then crash into the garbage canWriter's Block
.. If words were people, this city would be uninhabited.
... Ellipses take the place of things which haven't yet revealed themselves to me, like stunt doubles in a movie with no actors.
by ~cool4dude
Winter Blues Haikus of LoveWinter Blues Haikus 3: Haiku of LoveWinter Blues Haikus of Love
I Bright windburned cheeks hide behind a scarf as red. I know you're smiling.
II A snowball strikes me. Retaliation is swift: a tackle and kiss.
III Warm breath 'gainst my lips could cure hypothermia when the breath is yours.
IV Gloves grasp together rubbing in primal passion, struggling for warmth.
V The backyard angels leave a glacial impression; steal snowflake kisses.
VI Your love's a blizzard covering my heart in snow. &nbs
by ~cool4dude
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Photograph of a DemocracideA white hand on a black arm Reaches forth as if to grasp With brilliant fingers outstretched. Nothing is attained: No reward for patience, No sum of currency, No fruit of tree or vine. Just a dull satisfaction Worn away by years Of shaving one's face with it.Photograph of a Democracide
All of this could be held As irrelevant (Or held to one's throat). Truth hurts more than lies And cliches sound better Before they're written down. This is the way things must be. Since there is no advance made By bickering tirelessly to a corpse, I will rest my case f
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