heartaching..
this single word
more
powerful
than all the rest
i believe in you
more
than all the rest
timetrail into the
nothingness of my
souldrifting out of
sidebyside parallelites
my belief only here
by quantum mechanics
of yestermorrow dreams.
I driftdown
empty chambers/
deadcold embers
streaming electrons
whitehot protons of everything
seams endless possibilities
did i not love u
in this other world
did we not have a
child
in the universe next
door
did we not
feeltouch
that on
our passerby split
second
of
recognition
in this existance
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Saturday, November 19, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
some heart breaking poem
I heard this song by Carla Bruni(female french singer) one day.
Felt heartaching..
I want to read W. Auden's poetry.
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Lady, weeping at the crossroads
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Lady, weeping at the crossroads,
Would you meet your love
In twilight with his greyhounds,
And the hawk upon his glove?
Bribe the bird then on the branches,
Bribe them to be dumb
Stars the hot sun out of heaven
That the night may come
Starless are the nights of travel,
Bleak the winter wind;
Run with terror all before you
And regret behind
Run until you hear the ocean's
Everlasting cry;
Deep though it may be and bitter
You must drink it dry,
Wear out patience in the lowest
Dungeons of the sea,
Searching through the stranded shipwrecks
For the golden key,
Push on to the world's end, pay the
Dread guard with a kiss
Cross the rotten bridge that totters
Over the abyss
There stands the deserted castle
Ready to explore
Enter, climb the marble staircase,
Open the locked door
Cross the silent empty ballroom
Doubt and anger past;
Blow the cobwebs from the mirror,
See yourself at last
Put your hand behind the wainscot
You have done your part;
Find the penknife there and plunge it
Into your false heart
Felt heartaching..
I want to read W. Auden's poetry.
--------------------------------------
Lady, weeping at the crossroads
--------------------------------------
Lady, weeping at the crossroads,
Would you meet your love
In twilight with his greyhounds,
And the hawk upon his glove?
Bribe the bird then on the branches,
Bribe them to be dumb
Stars the hot sun out of heaven
That the night may come
Starless are the nights of travel,
Bleak the winter wind;
Run with terror all before you
And regret behind
Run until you hear the ocean's
Everlasting cry;
Deep though it may be and bitter
You must drink it dry,
Wear out patience in the lowest
Dungeons of the sea,
Searching through the stranded shipwrecks
For the golden key,
Push on to the world's end, pay the
Dread guard with a kiss
Cross the rotten bridge that totters
Over the abyss
There stands the deserted castle
Ready to explore
Enter, climb the marble staircase,
Open the locked door
Cross the silent empty ballroom
Doubt and anger past;
Blow the cobwebs from the mirror,
See yourself at last
Put your hand behind the wainscot
You have done your part;
Find the penknife there and plunge it
Into your false heart
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
thanksgiving day
feast...
frozen ground
leaves stuck to grass
barrren trees
inside
the family dress
together-warmth
of baked pies and
set aside emotions...
is it wednesday or friday?
where do these days go to?
yesterday hasn't come yet
and tomorrow already happened
quantum realities
unresolved probabilities
leaves come
and leaves stay
feast...
frozen ground
leaves stuck to grass
barrren trees
inside
the family dress
together-warmth
of baked pies and
set aside emotions...
is it wednesday or friday?
where do these days go to?
yesterday hasn't come yet
and tomorrow already happened
quantum realities
unresolved probabilities
leaves come
and leaves stay
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