30 Poems in 30 Days (Redux)
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12 - 4 Waiting for the Words to Fall
Expectations can be funny
things when you're not quite
sure what they are or what to
make of them;
The prolonged gaps in time tend
to gradually extend themselves,
breathes become pauses,
then gaps and silences,
until the time between saying
anything is measured in actual
periods--seconds, minutes, weeks,
months;
And the funniest expectation is
that I've forgotten whose words
I'm waiting for,
yours or
mine.
Expectations can be funny
things when you're not quite
sure what they are or what to
make of them;
The prolonged gaps in time tend
to gradually extend themselves,
breathes become pauses,
then gaps and silences,
until the time between saying
anything is measured in actual
periods--seconds, minutes, weeks,
months;
And the funniest expectation is
that I've forgotten whose words
I'm waiting for,
yours or
mine.
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12 - 6 Tunnel Vision
We all have our own
myopias to live
with, some colour them
thinking the brightness
will filter down into
their interaction and not
just their sight;
while some use them as
a way to focus their life
and stay on target for
whatever it is
they think they are
looking for.
We all have our own
myopias to live
with, some colour them
thinking the brightness
will filter down into
their interaction and not
just their sight;
while some use them as
a way to focus their life
and stay on target for
whatever it is
they think they are
looking for.
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12 - 8 The Girl Next Door
Applause,
I'm not sure why
it was that I had
that reaction, but
there it was,
she wasn't really even
my girlfriend or anything,
but she had said she had
something to show me,
to just go around the side of the
building and wait by the
air-conditioner unit just outside
of her bedroom window.
so I waited,
not sure what for,
and then the blinds went up,
and a pale arm drew back the
curtains to show the rest of
her equally pale figure
naked
displaying everything she had
curves;
simple, budding, breasts;
and a light fuzz that showed
how blonde she really was
despite the mousiness of her
long hair.
Applause just felt
right.
Applause,
I'm not sure why
it was that I had
that reaction, but
there it was,
she wasn't really even
my girlfriend or anything,
but she had said she had
something to show me,
to just go around the side of the
building and wait by the
air-conditioner unit just outside
of her bedroom window.
so I waited,
not sure what for,
and then the blinds went up,
and a pale arm drew back the
curtains to show the rest of
her equally pale figure
naked
displaying everything she had
curves;
simple, budding, breasts;
and a light fuzz that showed
how blonde she really was
despite the mousiness of her
long hair.
Applause just felt
right.
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12 - 9 Mind the Gap
I can hear it still,
not really an echo as much
as a mental reiteration,
bland voice,
almost monotone,
but with a calmness
to it,
no begging
or pleading,
just a simple reminder to
pay attention,
watch what you're doing and
where you're going,
and even with it hanging
in my brain,
I fell in
and was
lost.
I can hear it still,
not really an echo as much
as a mental reiteration,
bland voice,
almost monotone,
but with a calmness
to it,
no begging
or pleading,
just a simple reminder to
pay attention,
watch what you're doing and
where you're going,
and even with it hanging
in my brain,
I fell in
and was
lost.
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12 - 12 Bad News
I stepped out to check
on the mail and glanced up
at the chirping and singing birds
nesting in the tree out front
to see a sky so blue and
a bright yellow sun among the clouds,
like something a child's lanscape
would show while hanging
on the family fridge,
but it didn't really register at the time
since I'd been reading the
headlines again and the world
was nothing to any of my
senses but
grey,
dull and grey and
silent.
I stepped out to check
on the mail and glanced up
at the chirping and singing birds
nesting in the tree out front
to see a sky so blue and
a bright yellow sun among the clouds,
like something a child's lanscape
would show while hanging
on the family fridge,
but it didn't really register at the time
since I'd been reading the
headlines again and the world
was nothing to any of my
senses but
grey,
dull and grey and
silent.
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12 - 13 Renovated Hotel
The castle was filled with
the boisterous sounds of
mayhem and anger-fueled
bloodlust,
it echoed through the halls
and chambers in a distinct
mockery of the singing that
had filled every
corner just days
before,
but Belle's worry was misplaced,
she need not fear Gaston and
his sword,
steely knives can't kill
the Beast.
The castle was filled with
the boisterous sounds of
mayhem and anger-fueled
bloodlust,
it echoed through the halls
and chambers in a distinct
mockery of the singing that
had filled every
corner just days
before,
but Belle's worry was misplaced,
she need not fear Gaston and
his sword,
steely knives can't kill
the Beast.
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12 - 17 Ashes (A kyrielle)
Happily would be a nice end,
but he can't move on when he blames
her--can't even remain a friend;
Ev'rything has gone up in flames
The counselor says their minds're shut,
they both need to stop calling names;
He is really trying to, but
ev'rything has gone up in flames
Talking to her invites a spat;
tiring of all the silly games
especially when it seems that
ev'rything has gone up in flames.
Happily would be a nice end,
but he can't move on when he blames
her--can't even remain a friend;
Ev'rything has gone up in flames
The counselor says their minds're shut,
they both need to stop calling names;
He is really trying to, but
ev'rything has gone up in flames
Talking to her invites a spat;
tiring of all the silly games
especially when it seems that
ev'rything has gone up in flames.
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12 - 18 My Eos
Sunlight has a
way of just
being
overbearing without
really trying;
It throws a glare
that keeps up
in spite of all
the blinking
your eyes find
themselves doing
and all the tears
they have to
work through;
But, even so, I
would rather face
sunlight full on
than deal with
nothing but
darkness,
even if broken by
moonlight or
stars or the
occasional
street lamp;
It's why I like that you're
more dawn than
dusk
or noon.
Sunlight has a
way of just
being
overbearing without
really trying;
It throws a glare
that keeps up
in spite of all
the blinking
your eyes find
themselves doing
and all the tears
they have to
work through;
But, even so, I
would rather face
sunlight full on
than deal with
nothing but
darkness,
even if broken by
moonlight or
stars or the
occasional
street lamp;
It's why I like that you're
more dawn than
dusk
or noon.
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12 - 21 Untitled Lento
Dreaming of how we might have been
Seeming on the road to ever after
Meaning to last forever and a day
Gleaming smiles and lovely laughter;
May you find happiness in your life;
Say, for example, finding true love;
Day to day I cannot help but think
"Hey, I wish push hadn't come to shove."
Dreaming of how we might have been
Seeming on the road to ever after
Meaning to last forever and a day
Gleaming smiles and lovely laughter;
May you find happiness in your life;
Say, for example, finding true love;
Day to day I cannot help but think
"Hey, I wish push hadn't come to shove."
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12 - 22 How It Begins
It was just a
passing silhouette in
my peripheral vision,
all smooth curves and
rippling hits of
bralessness and an
absence of
pantylines;
but it quickly seemed
to develop into
raised hems on
short skirts,
tightly cinched sashes
on summer dresses
accentuating waist, hips,
and a backside that
begged to be
caressed--possibly
spanked--and a
growing amount of visible
flesh showing off
cleavage that was
mouth-watering and
moved me to ponder
what those large, firm
nipples might be like
between my lips or
teeth;
Now, showing off has moved
on to small talk, even the
occasional chit chat, with more
than a subtle amount
of flirtation, and even setting
up a meet for coffee and
a small snack on a
mutual day off,
I wonder if her idea of
a snack is the same
as mine?
It was just a
passing silhouette in
my peripheral vision,
all smooth curves and
rippling hits of
bralessness and an
absence of
pantylines;
but it quickly seemed
to develop into
raised hems on
short skirts,
tightly cinched sashes
on summer dresses
accentuating waist, hips,
and a backside that
begged to be
caressed--possibly
spanked--and a
growing amount of visible
flesh showing off
cleavage that was
mouth-watering and
moved me to ponder
what those large, firm
nipples might be like
between my lips or
teeth;
Now, showing off has moved
on to small talk, even the
occasional chit chat, with more
than a subtle amount
of flirtation, and even setting
up a meet for coffee and
a small snack on a
mutual day off,
I wonder if her idea of
a snack is the same
as mine?
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12 - 23 No Regrets
When I think back
and ponder doing it all once more,
from first flirtation,
and the awkwardness of kissing,
through sex and slipping away again;
I can only smile,
something about you makes me
in a way no one else
ever has managed, even through all
the years since, and then nod my head.
When I think back
and ponder doing it all once more,
from first flirtation,
and the awkwardness of kissing,
through sex and slipping away again;
I can only smile,
something about you makes me
in a way no one else
ever has managed, even through all
the years since, and then nod my head.
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12 - 25 Anger Mismanagement
I remember hearing,
who knows where,
or maybe I read it
somewhere or another,
that bulls were actually
colorblind and it wasn't
the matador's red cape
as much as the way he
made it flutter and sway,
taunting the bull into chasing
it and him down;
Some days,
I can feel the blood
as my pulse soars and
emotion drains away to
nothing more than
a barely checked rage,
unfocused,
just a seeth less than a boil,
and looking for the
nearest cape to
unload on,
red or not.
I remember hearing,
who knows where,
or maybe I read it
somewhere or another,
that bulls were actually
colorblind and it wasn't
the matador's red cape
as much as the way he
made it flutter and sway,
taunting the bull into chasing
it and him down;
Some days,
I can feel the blood
as my pulse soars and
emotion drains away to
nothing more than
a barely checked rage,
unfocused,
just a seeth less than a boil,
and looking for the
nearest cape to
unload on,
red or not.
Remec
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12 - 26 Melancholia
There are days when it seems the passage of time
has eluded me, totally, and that days have passed
when it has, obviously, been years. Does the worth
of that short time we had become the worth
of whom we were when together at that time?
Or is that something else that we managed to have passed
over through the years? If the two of us passed
by each other on the street, would it be worth
the trouble to stop and renew things after all this time?
So much time has passed, but it was it worth it, right?
There are days when it seems the passage of time
has eluded me, totally, and that days have passed
when it has, obviously, been years. Does the worth
of that short time we had become the worth
of whom we were when together at that time?
Or is that something else that we managed to have passed
over through the years? If the two of us passed
by each other on the street, would it be worth
the trouble to stop and renew things after all this time?
So much time has passed, but it was it worth it, right?
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