mandag den 23. januar 2012

Poetry 2012

I have started flirting with poetry again, the following poems where written during the beginning of the new year 2012...


Breathe the vowels

Before I grew up

To discover my uniqueness

The magic of the world

Was easy to grasp


With words on paper

Things fell apart

I no longer spoke

The world


Every consonant is

a bone on paper

every vowel

a breath


Combined they disconnect

our voice

from our surroundings

and become innate


Black lines and spots

On paper

That travel the depths

Of our minds


Our eyes see

Only the black and white

Traces we follow

with an inner chant


Once we read

And every word

was spoken

Now we are quiet, insular


Once we gave our voice

To the stories

And they lived


Once we lived

with the stories

of our voices


Freedom

I have always wanted to be free

Always

Yes well, when did always begin?

When did I start feeling, that I no longer was free.

Maybe if I think back long enough,

I can recall a time without worry,

a time without the understanding of words,

Sentences, yes or no, good or bad.

When phenomenon, where phenomenon,

everything looked and tasted as though,

it had recently been discovered,

everything was new and free of concepts.


So when did the corruption begin,

how did we lose our freedom so fast,

is this really who we are, who I am?

Every word, I got caught up in,

Every single thing that was said,

Became a maelstrom of confusion,

So naive that there was no questioning,

the truth of the matter.


There are two ways it can go,

If you hurt a child long enough.

Either they hurt back,

or maybe they seek a truth.


Orgasm

There was a light pressure

Where your lips touched

The aroused head of the clit

Warm and protruding

I could feel the eminence of

Your own excitement on my thigh

As your tongue played its way

Down upon the whole vulva

Suckling and caressing my labia's folds


My mind was totally focused

On the enjoyment of you

Sharing the warmth of your skin

The movement of the fingers

Inside me deep undulating

As the walls of my cervix

Pulsed and tightened

Pulling closer and closer

Every inch of your beautiful attentiveness


You lifted your head and left me hot

moving your member towards

My hungry and wet cunt

Now it was my turn to give

As we were joined by the hip

My hands drawing you towards me

Acutely aware of the pressure

From you most splendid cock

That I adored as much as you me


There was a moment when the

Contours between us were erased

There was no real distinction

Abruptly the breath drew us back

Towards our intimate sweating ecstasy

I sat upon you riding our pleasure

Both knowing where we where going

As you fingers played over an over again

The Prahna circulating between us


Don’t let go don’t let go

Your nails gauged into my flesh

As my hand held on tight

To the constrained muscles of your neck

Bowing and flowing our way

Into the very last throws of

Spasmic tensions a movement

Towards a release of unbound energy

An orgasm, as we both came together


I.D.

In the core of the I.D is the I

So self persevering

We think we know what the I is

searching for it through the eyes of others

It is the mirror in which we perceive the self

Sticky and clingy as it is

Clawing at the heels of strangers

Just to feel a little bit of safety

But have I looked close enough

Who is this I rummaging around

Inside of my dozy head


Where am I

My belly feels hard and tense

Is that the I

My head feels slow and dull

Is that the I


Every inch of my body is for inspection

I close my eyes

As I scan through my being

I open my eyes and there is no I

There is no anchor point

Onto which I can cast my self

Adrift as I am

On the vast sea of existence


Forgive me

I was wrong
sorry,
I didn't understand
the words where just
black marks on the paper
fueling my anguish
pushing you away

I was wrong
not to listen
everything was blurred
ink blotches of terror
I closed up
like a clam
with no pearl

I was wrong
my mind felt like
a Rorschach test
fluttering about
in peril of the
dark wings that embraced
all you uttered

I was wrong
and it hurts to know
that no matter what
I could do nothing
since all i wanted
was everything
and you

I was wrong
and the slow beat
of the pulse escaped me
as I hastened the pace
and got caught in
a silken web
that tightened like a noose
around my throat

I was wrong
and a slow death
caught me off guard
as a pain shot through
my pelvis
where you once
delved into my depths
a deep sea diver of momentary joy


Transcendance

There was nothing wrong, as we stood observing
each others skin for tell tale signs, remnants of who we once were
we studied us, so close as you retracted, I felt the push,
the blow sent me flying
Had we argued, the war might have drawn us closer
easily we fool ourselves into believing, falling through the mirror
each of us standing there, in our mourning,
missing something in the reflection
We where so familiar, then the tone changed
and I became she, her, who was somebody else
a stranger, who's skin you did not trace anymore
with those stealthy fingers
How inter-weaved, the solid pounding of the arteries
which holds the blood, that flowed between us was
and our arms where stretched towards,
each others void
The seasons changed, faster than usual, this year
so human we are, and the ice cut like razorblades
through the skin that held us so tightly, everything transcended,
and we where gone



Drive

Circumstances drove us

In our banged up Buick

Cruising past suburbs

Pale sun bleached facades

Mean eyed dogs barking

Chained powerlessly in a dirt trod yard

Children’s toys strewn out across the driveway

Trees standing melancholy ready to wither

A dusty breeze

Somebody was peeping behind a curtained window

An omen?

The mind never stops talking

I notice your hands one the wheel

Sunburned, veined and strong

Your cuticles shiny white

The other between my thighs

Fingers grasping warmly upon my ivory sweaty skin

We come to a halt a red light

It gives us a short break

You turn your head towards me

Smile, ready for a kiss

The radio’s crackling an unknown country tune

Your foot pressing the speeder

As the lights change to green.

The impact was so unexpected

A flash of heat crossed my face

As we spun like a blast

The churning of metal in my ears

Scraping of asphalt

So much noise, all confused

Out of focus I turned my head

All I could see was your face

Your eyes where empty

Everything was red.



Power play

What power do we posses

Think!

Our minds demand so much

Can we liberate ourselves

Vulva

Penis

Are we enemies?

A UNION

Diversely faceted

So many orifices

So many combinationz…….

Fighting

Against each other

No matter orientation

It’s the games

Displays OF power

Neurosis becomes

Control

There is none

We, us, me , you

There is no, them

It feels so counter intuitive

How long should I wait

To let go

Reach out

Lose control

Possession is a heartbreaking illusion

We LOVE to grasp

Wanting all

There is

Nothing like kindness

Every fuck

A meeting

Every kiss

A story

Each others wish

Connected

Joined in warm breathing

Palpitating confused human being

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