Devious Journal EntryConstantly Risking Absurdity
Constantly risking absurdity
and death
whenever he performs
above the heads
of his audience
the poet like an acrobat
climbs on rime
to a high wire of his own making
and balancing on eyebeams
above a sea of faces
paces his way
to the other side of the day
performing entrachats
and sleight-of-foot tricks
and other high theatrics
and all without mistaking
any thing
for what it may not be
For he's the super realist
who must perforce perceive
taut truth
before the taking of each stance or step
in his supposed advance
toward that still higher perch
where Beauty stands and waits
with gravity
to start her death-defying leap
And he
a little charleychaplin man
who may or may not catch
her fair eternal form
spreadeagled in the empty air
of existence
Lawrence Ferlinghetti
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We're as stubborn as mules with our blood on fire
When we ain't at Sunday Mass
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
"Kiss my Irish ass, you better kiss my Irish ass!"
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Ian talked me into posting my poems, two so far.....we'll see how brave I get.
Very cool work since I last looked! Kudos to you!
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Nyk
Check out ~ekg His words weave the mundane into magick..
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Member of ~dark-writing
\"I Tell You: One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star!\" ~ Nietzsche
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Nyk
Check out ~ekg His words weave the mundane into magick..
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Member of ~dark-writing
\"I Tell You: One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star!\" ~ Nietzsche
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Nyk
Check out ~ekg His words weave the mundane into magick..
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Member of ~dark-writing
\"I Tell You: One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star!\" ~ Nietzsche
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Nyk
Check out ~ekg His words weave the mundane into magick..
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Member of ~dark-writing
\"I Tell You: One must still have chaos in one to give birth to a dancing star!\" ~ Nietzsche
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Four out of five emoticons agree, I'm insane!
passing though, remembering things which once
meant a great deal to me
that now only leave traces of bitter
dust in a great void.
a mistake, loving someone
who never once cared for you
a mistake, caring even though
you hate and want to forget
just passing though
all the bitter memories
of false happiness
and realizing that
even tho you hurt
(me)
even tho i hate
(what you meant to me)
theres a fragile thread
(of friendship)
that im willing to keep
(away from my heart)
if you wanted
(to try)
i could let it stay
(or i could let it shatter)
i hate (miss) you
i dont (almost) miss the drive
but what hurts (my heart)
is that you stopped the one thing
(that i loved about you)
only to start again
after i hated you
all flames die,
ashes grow cold.
its nothing but a bitter memory
of a year wasted
loving someone who didnt care,
caring for someone who wanted a rebound.
but we started as friends
and as i get ready to leave
(hopefully to die?)
all for the government, it hurts realize
i (almost) want to be friends again.
and i cant leave in a time of war
(maybe to live, maybe to die)
without at least
saying goodbye.
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What do you call and earthquake and a fire at the same time?
California.
Member of {*Apophysis*}
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My mind is my asset, my experience is my qualification
and I will rent my mind should the project be suitably absurd.
"Martin Ewen"
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