I have oh, half a dozen blogs floating around cyber-space. I like to leave my mark...secure my territory in this vast land of INTERNETZ.
No actually, I just really suck at following through with things.
(although, my myspace blog has been going strong since January of 2005...I'm addicted)
I joined blogger.com because my mom has a profile set up on here and she reads some lady's blog also. So maybe we could become a mother-daughter blogging team..or something equally corny like that.
I guess I'll blog some "poetry" I wrote today.
(Note: I don't read poetry and I find it kind of presumptuous and arrogant of me to refer to what I write AS poetry, but I supposed there's really no other way to describe it...so I will let it be.)
-Again-
my eyes are aching,
these colors hurt,
trembling floors,
hardwood floors,
cold beneath my tired feet,
and so unforgiving on my restless head.
windy,
cloudless,
unbearably cold,
the ground lacks life,
the spring of vibrance,
the silent waters rushing just below the surface...
i can relate to it all,
the dull oddities,
the exuberance within the normalcy,
the routine,
the comforting same old,
and the charred and greyed images,
replicated a million times,
sold out and manipulated,
to fit my selfish ways.
you don't matter to me,
i find you funny and weak,
and yet i adore your feigned confidence,
the way you fool me into believing you mean it,
and the way my fingertips trace the lines underneath your skin.
you are my everything,
and I lie when I say otherwise.
you're a nuisance,
a pest,
a constant in my thoughts.
I can't escape your smell,
the softness closing in around a hardness,
masking your true intentions,
the only thing you need from me now.
picking away at my brain,
my sanity,
confidence,
my dignity,
you have chipped through one layer,
and now I am transparent,
I am too delicate to fight you,
stripped away,
layers of resilience replaced by this raw,
bloody, breathing heart,
beating alone,
its own entity,
levitating in a dead shell,
cradled in defeat.
AGAIN.
-Jacqui Rodgers-2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
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Sent with love from the mother part of your corny blog team.
I love your writing.
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