30 Poems in 30 Days

[AChild]

19

Delirium Tremors

DT
at the bar tea
toteler

pink elephants
coming out of the frame
stepping live with music
some rich cocaine

this is bar 5
I'm judge sober
but free willing
friends complain

about my lack
of boundaries
as they urge for
more kiss

I wish I could drink
but my spit is still yellow
the red moon is in my alarm clock
someone got fired and my boss
is making allusions

if I did drink I wonder
what the elephants
would do then

 

[AChild]

20

I see the end
but I'm not there

nothing that can be thought of
ever happens
its only over and under estimation

I want to be young again
not just stupid but
softer and more bright

the night is calling
not like the wood alley dogs
but like the brown thighs
getting crazy on
the dance floor

flare it up spare
flirt I just want what
the old love can effect
but the new fuck can inspire

The world is looking grim
but that's all going to change
at the after party

 

[AChild]

21

Ha

jealous of the internet
not the people on it
take this signal in your hand
and see how many stars
you can knock out
with it's peelings
space between the known
shrinks less room to
be the unknown
gonzo, gone in
the desert
they even got a machine
to map your mind with
the DMT
lets turn the lights down low
and rip panties
lets paint the room red
with the half lidded gaze
I don't want tattoos
I want little rocks pushed
under my skin so you can
read your name is brail
so you can feel how much
I love you

 

[AChild]

eat lust pray

my baby is a wild one
posted up by the gap teeth

she got a hungry smile
not stated off just one menu

the other party we made
love side by side

she with hers
and me with mine

now she want more
more skin against her skin
more flesh against my flesh
more complications in my mind

I don't know if I can swing
but I move around for her
is it what I want? to be a hedonist
I don't know
sometime I know I'm selfish
I just want the best life for the words

I like the cusp, the edge
you can relate to the abyss and the landscape there
I fear being the holy goof
traveling in the dense patches of
the unknown
when I speak from that place
its all gibberish to the landscape people.

 

[AChild]

23

symtomatic response

the feeling is
a change up in
desire

what i know
is circumspect
dependent on the
internet

electric lies
eclectic thighs

i wanna be wise
and know fleets
not launch warships

 

[AChild]

24

Know knots
does your flow go
back on itself or show stop
the theory isn't pure
enough to uncut
unstuck
stick, quick, wick
burn burst bust
caning in the pillar
room
golding in the inter-
fume
higher off of smoke
than dope
clarity aint sparing
me my lost dimension
lost pretension change
haze phase looking for
the paid days on
all ready wet from
the exception of the new
form waiting
of your old negation latent
ability no traquility on this adorned agility
the facility is flaccid thats
why why why why
I dragon breath

 

[AChild]

25

let fly
transition from
the diaspora dreams
the reunion book
is full of changing faces
my face keeps changing
their face keeps changing

all I want to do
is kiss the ground goodbye
keep stroking some great
memory of land life
be high
be above common
leave woes to those who
purely want it
strive to make
a palace of the sun

hunting up
some other (dream)
aspiration
that tingle feeling of doing right
the single expression
of soft blue light
of hard red dark
biting back umbilical
crawling down the
family tree
searching for the pure me
that was never here, never anywhere
just a theory,

just a name they call you on your skin tag
wishing, hoping, the peace that comes from diversified interest
screaming out my bed
tangled in the sheets
I'm Marley today weighed down
with all my sins
hampered by the expectation
married to the ground

 

[AChild]

26

Beautiful women have utility
so do ugly women
the same is for poetry

 

[AChild]

27

light headed with
the sweet sweat on
I can't see the scale
it's just you me and
the dance of ages
moving toward
an unhappy ending
so today lets be happy
with the second hand
snaking out of our mouths
tasting tasting tasting
second breath

 

[AChild]

28

Hole in my sole.
Never wanted to dance more.
In meditation,
the luv-dub of my heart is disco.

I woke up to wood in my
foot splinter splinters
soaking up the blood

after x-rays
the doctors said
the puss will push
it out
splinter splinter

know need
to change the world
it's changing me
splinter splinters

 

[AChild]

29

i know ill be judged by the forgotten dreams.

 

[AChild]

30

Limping toward the finnish line
feeling that I'm not where I need to
be
don't wanna fear the confidence anymore
want to engage every possibility

artist friends come a blow me up
to make me high
talking that creation spark jumbo
mumbling their in security

lets play a follow game
and use the internet
as strings to play among
the mass held hands

their nothing changing
but the volume on the voices
the next year is the end
of the old world but
that has always been
the case
thirty is still coming in my
minds eye

I'm ready pour new age on me
I wont forget my maple leaf
to keep my childhood pure

 

[4degrees]

1

Morning smoke and near silence
Ticks and breathing echo
In a small way and again
The curiousness piques me
A ghostly presence seems
To kiss my nape coldly
The chain is locked
The key is ruined
We are shackled in forever
Timeless prisoners together.

 

[4degrees]

2

the current cold front
reaches beyond the weather,
grasping the whole of me
in a frozen fist
assuring all that
the ice kingdom is mine-
your fire cannot survive.

 

[4degrees]

3

out in the alley, bag in hand
lifted up the lid and tossed it in
then
saw movement maybe?
momentarily gripped with
a cautious fear, i swallowed
and looked again
two huge eyes looked up and out
from the dark corner, it shivered
after ten minutes, it then
came over
to where i could reach down
without falling in myself
and took that cold slimy mess
in my hands
put it up on my shoulder like
a child and carried it in
after a bath and food and water
she didn't stink quite as bad, but still
she had that dog smell
i'm a cat man myself
preferring the lower maintenance pet
who's aloof and not too needy
but until there is somewhere better
for her to go, she can stay
who the fuck puts a dog
in a dumpster, anyway?

 

[PandoraGlitters]

4/12/ One

Ways to Say Yes

Avoid saying "no," "never," or "not"
just in case you did not hear
the question properly. Avoid
"properly."

Do not concern yourself with
the placement of forks.
Never count silver
unless it is passing from your
pocket to another's in
furtherance of "yes."

Don't look back: it's all salt
now, anyway. Leave behind
comfort and all agents
of distraction from the present.

You don't need rabbit fur to cozy
your lucky bones.

Merely lift,
leap,
repeat.

 

[PandoraGlitters]

One (again)

materials
donate time or materials
urged the email

materials = the new
gear

a replacement for thinking as gear
was a replacement for doing

of course I have materials but
time is the real gold that the claw
scrapes for

often misses

 

[Chefaj99]

Hello newbie here

New to the site just started this my self a couple of months ago.... But with a twist .... What twist? Glad you asked ... Its my goal do a haiku with the featured word of a word of the day calendar. I could post the link if that doesn't violate any message board rules

 

[Micahb2]

1998

You're new here
White as an egg
and what you have crushed
leaves us staring at the ground.

Not at surprise
But, with the yoke
of knowing you bled
through enough small cuts

to turn milk red.

Through the glass doors of the bank
I saw you talking to the teller.
Again, the pen was shaking in your hand.
The woman looked over your shoulder and sighed.

I was thinking of this on the train in.
Buildings rising on the horizon.
What did these hands do as I sped away?
Nights on the coast. The small bones in your
ear slowly coming to a stop.

 

[PandoraGlitters]

New to the site just started this my self a couple of months ago.... But with a twist .... What twist? Glad you asked ... Its my goal do a haiku with the featured word of a word of the day calendar. I could post the link if that doesn't violate any message board rules

It would be good to see what you come up with, Chef. Not sure about the link. I guess so long as it isn't some kind of blatant advertisement for a product or competing forum, that should be okay, right? (others welcome to chime in if they wish on that.) I should try to revive the 30/30 companion thread for posts like this where people are chatting about the poems here so that the thread can be just poems. Will work on that tomorrow.

Best wishes and welcome!
-Dora

 

[PandoraGlitters]

1998

You're new here
White as an egg . . .

Hello, Micah. Wonderful to see you here. Great start. It will be fun writing with you this month.

 

[PandoraGlitters]

Two

You Are a Bridge

Four land masses/many
revolutions later, it is quiet:
only tires shushing darkness.

I hear you now.

Perhaps you have
been talking all along but
to someone else or perhaps
you were silently contemplating
the shadows left by prime numbers against
the curve of planets. But now

I hear you and count the bridges between
where we were and where we are
knowing you are a bridge
I will cross again
and again.

Alternate title:
Commuter Train.

 

[Micahb2]

Unkept

He thought of her waking up in the night, a white envelope, a razor with dried yolk. A radio and its wire brush.

A dusk of lemons.

He got up and went back to his chair. In another country, he is putting coins down on blank eyes, making bets, he won't cover. He won't bother picking up the slips.

She walks through, strumming "Toy Heart". A couple two sounds push off from the rocks at a quarry near here. They mind their heads, make like beads.

She is the sound of hooves on a dock. The sound of "Whoa, Boys. Get back-" A beaded dress in the foyer.

He picks up his change, pockets the weather.

 

[PandoraGlitters]

Three

Calling All Horses

the city is burning
with the kiss of sun
half smothered in water vapor
hissing into the Hudson

it's time to fly
hold the neck of my night mare
fingers curled in the mane

we will gallop all the way
to Victory
toes spearing heaven

 

[Micahb2]

In the wave-etched cliffs are
the bone-white dwellings of
these people.

The terns glitter while the fish scale
that moment in the mirror
where, one day, you will wake

Up to the flat-hard face that's been
waiting patiently. As if it's been in line all
morning. Fingering the slip of paper
that will be slid through the window.

In the wave-etched cliffs are
the bones of these people.
The terns glitter, the fish scale.