June 2011
15 posts
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It doesn’t matter if the world finds me worth. I only need to be worth of the women I love. Damn the rest. Damn those who would pass judgment and those who do not care enough to. Damn the ones who would have love be reserved for private spaces, boxed in like love is an animal that must be kept at bay. Damn the ones who didn’t love me, who couldn’t love me. Damn me for...
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I feel younger than I am but my body and bones won’t let me lie to myself. I’ve got a young man’s heart with the wounds on cynic trying to sing love songs to the outlines of phantom women I haven’t met. Wait for me, I’m waiting for you under the south’s hot sun sipping lemonade out of mason jars scribbling poetry in your name underneath oak trees. ...
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So this is a night for take the plunge words, for the jump off the deep end words. tonight is for words that fall out of your mouth and refuse to be taken back. These are buyer beware words. Use at your own risk words. These are is this really courage words? These are betrayal words. And who are you betraying words? This are is it him or is it me words. These are those I love you words. ...
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This is you, but of course, this is me
When you have nothing to do it feels odd to wake before noon. Your car has been co-opted by your parents and you are left stranded and awake in a house that makes you feel small. You are forced to find something to do. Perhaps you will watch the cooking shows you recorded yesterday or maybe a little later you will pick up the book you just started. Its phenomenal but you have to keep yourself...
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I don’t see a point in making the bed if I’m the only one sleeping in it. I will let my sheets go anyway they want, hug my pillow and whisper verses to the ghosts of future lovers. I have faith. It’s what I hold onto. I will be here mumbling your name that I heard on the wings of passionate dreams. See how my body curves? It is already contorting to your shape. Come to me,...
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best friend
We were carved from moon rock Left hanging in the still sky You the light side and I the dark I’ve remained content, in your shadows While you lit up the night When you wax and wane, Are only a sliver of yourself, I am there to fill in your absences Settle myself in your crescent shape Allow sleep to take me with the coming of dawn Spend the day sleeping in your arms
Writing prompts
If any of you guys have any ideas for writing prompts send them my way. I am going to go read but I will get back on later and do some writing. I do not mean something as simple as love. Everyone writes about love and not being in love write now I really do not feel like I can write honestly about it. I would love if someone gave me a short story idea so I could write up some fiction piece and...
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Mother
If it was up to my mother I would remain here A boy in a small room where the carpet is red And burns the bottom of my feet so I can’t stay still My mother would declare manifest destiny over my body Mark her ownership with all the stories of raising me well Tells me it is now time to pay my debt to her She walks ahead of me expects me to hear her Expects me to play catch up with her words,...
phillyinjun asked: hey there - I came across your site because I saw you commented in someone's notes and I have no idea how to do it. Or how to google to find it - I tried. :)
So how did you do it?
In any, I really like your writing. You are deeply spiritual, right?
So how did you do it?
In any, I really like your writing. You are deeply spiritual, right?
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6:00 am
It is 6:00 in the morning and I’m still awake, not because of the singing birds or cock’s crows. I am too busy for the birds. I am the ancestor yesterday still tireless because I woke up too late for the party and have lingered long. That unwanted guest who has the nerve to say, no I won’t go. I will remain in the twilight clicking my heels together starting the next party...
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If I could I would Live off of literature Melt down the ink From books I’ve loved Pour it through a rusty tin funnel Collect the words in an IV bag Mainline romances and heartbreak Speak a little more clever A little more effusive A little more concise A little less predictable A little less nice Endeavor to be original And sound quite a bit less trite
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Happiness is the first cigarette of the day Like a kiss from a mother to a son held inappropriately too long, in hopes That though this boy looks like his father He won’t grow up to be like hm Though his legs will grow long And his feet will scrape the faded cream carpet He will allow her to place him in her lap That when girls call to love him, To go on dates, to make love in back seats, To...
I will dip my fingers in the sunset. Paint your body with the colors of dusk. Plant my hands on your waist so that you move with me. I want to kiss the bottom of your feet. Bless your soles. Let every step you take be holy. Walk with sacred grace. I find forgiveness in your love, not from misdeeds or missteps but for not being born a better man, so that I could love you.
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New, old url
I deleted the old wakingmoments and changed this blog to wakingmoments because I missed that name but I wanted associated it with this work. I hope that makes sense and does not cause any confusion.
