Two Worlds

"Everybody's workin' for the weekend... Everybody's goin' off the deep end." Loverboy

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The urgency of afternoon

Sabotage me of my time

Hurry 'fore the lights go down

My fleeting peace of mind

Everyone against the bar

Grackles on thin power lines

Sip it up but do not drown

The little light inside

You're dreaming of an ancient place

You've visited before

Lucid winds whip across

The windows and the doors

The lonely wolf howls a tune

Slows the beating of your heart

Frozen here between two worlds

A child of the dark

The Starry Eyed Rat

Here's a sing-songy piece.  One of these days I'm gonna learn guitar!

The Starry Eyed Rat

Didn't smile at all today

The crescent moon was on its side

So I took a hint

And cracked a slant

But it never justified

I hid behind the dumpsters

And took the mailman on a ride

I said where's my mail

You son-of-a-gun

'Cause my mama didn't write

Fell right down that hole I dug

Like a chocolate water slide

Hit the wall

And hit rock bottom

Wound up covered up in pride

I came to in an alley

Not a soul was at my side

Except a rat

With starry eyes

"In me you must confide."

Spilled my guts to that stinker

And we rode in the tide

Looked around

And realized

I came through the other side

First Post: Introduction

I started this blog to share some of my poetry and other forms of writing.  People write for all different reasons but I mostly write for catharsis.  I tend to write in flashes, writing a slew of poems in just a few days, then perhaps nothing for a while.  I don't fuss over my writing much.  I just let it out, then I'm done.

Often I want to share my poems but I hesitate for one reason or another.  Obviously, poetry is personal.  It's like revealing a part of yourself that you may not even fully understand.  Also, in social situations we are mostly taught to "keep the conversation light" and not to be a "Debbie Downer" but the fact is, a lot of poetry is dark.  It comes from the subconscious and, as you probably know, it's not always unicorns and rainbows in there.  So I'm opening up the "caves of the things that have not happened yet" and letting it all out. (Any Neko Case fans out there?)

If you know me, you know me.  I'm female. I'm 26. I'm an Aries. I'm a cat person. I live in Austin, Texas.

Here's the first poem:

I See

The whole world, stop and listen

I can't keep pretending

(I'm ok)

With my eyes wide open

Through midnight dreams I see

The world that I envision

Doesn't look like heaven

But don't it look

Much better than this scene

I'm torn in two divisions

Two otherworld dimensions

Interwoven things

That I have never seen

Spinning in the tension

Still scenes of my religion

So pure and good

But lost on the human sea