yes i came back
for you
to die for you
in your arms
my tears
rolling down
your cheeks
some things
are not worth
living for
so i sail
upon a sea
of your love
though i will never
touch you
lay with u
put my lips
upon yours
it means nothing
to me that
these things
cannot happen
will not happen
my heart beats
inside your chest
your soul takes
residency
and moves me
down some longing
distant path
that without u
i never
would have traveled
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Saturday, August 25, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Not
I am not
American and
no longer Korean
I live in the fringes
of this life
of this culture
who was I before?
that I love
each single moment...
that I want
to do the same thing
everyday
in a different way
to feel the joy
in every moment
in every person
in every lifetime
that makes
who I am
today
American and
no longer Korean
I live in the fringes
of this life
of this culture
who was I before?
that I love
each single moment...
that I want
to do the same thing
everyday
in a different way
to feel the joy
in every moment
in every person
in every lifetime
that makes
who I am
today
Monday, August 13, 2012
Enter Me Poem / Sigh requests that u listen to the kitaro post as u read this poem
four am sarah
wait for me...
wait another one
day
and more.
mourning your loss
you have left and
let yourself folded
into me
mourning cat
black and white
tigerstripesiamese
calico almond eye
today i wear
a skirt of morning,
cinnamon and nutmeg
and ginger
sheercling top
of cloves and saffron
and wood scented paprika
gentlelight
over lavender oiled skin
deep burgundy socks
goldgold bangle gold
around wrists and ankles
and fingers and neck
you left me here...
(with you)
now i am u
and more
i allow
anyone to enter me
enter me
go ahead...
before you leave
death of a child poem
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
... and still
my joy never ends
my sadness
never ends
my weakness
never endz
... my strength
nevernds
but i
will never end
neverending poem
my sadness
never ends
my weakness
never endz
... my strength
nevernds
but i
will never end
neverending poem
Sunday, August 5, 2012
I Write
Titles are very important to my poems.
Many times there is a main title
and many times there is an end title
I try to write from my heart to yours
not from my head
to your eyes
Inspiration comes from the people around me
and sometimes NPR or BR
i think alot about Kazu,
But also many others here and long gone
close to me everyday
and Kirsten far away
it doesn't matter where they are
or when they are... it's the experience
they have left me with
Sharp clear and high def
or blended into a Kusama art
boundaries blended memories not faded
but folded into the greater
who i am
Thank u poem
Many times there is a main title
and many times there is an end title
I try to write from my heart to yours
not from my head
to your eyes
Inspiration comes from the people around me
and sometimes NPR or BR
i think alot about Kazu,
But also many others here and long gone
close to me everyday
and Kirsten far away
it doesn't matter where they are
or when they are... it's the experience
they have left me with
Sharp clear and high def
or blended into a Kusama art
boundaries blended memories not faded
but folded into the greater
who i am
Thank u poem
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
dreamdream90
polka dot
polka dot
polka dot
linelinelineline
ninetyninety
polka dot
reddotpolkadot
dreamdream
in polkapolka
dotdotdotdot
...
..
.
:)
kusama poem
polka dot
polka dot
linelinelineline
ninetyninety
polka dot
reddotpolkadot
dreamdream
in polkapolka
dotdotdotdot
...
..
.
:)
kusama poem
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