Open Poetry #37 |
green light highways |
LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
“I’d paint the room white” I thought while humming to some background music of a rain-soaked windshield that I was drowning in life guards never saw me go down can’t imagine wanting to swim in black water? eating half-empty cans of bleak highways dropping my diamond ear rings into the hamper cascades of late winter blues now falls into summer I’m still alive but had everyone fooled punching cigarette packs while climbing a bar stool I fell over a fence kicking it withvengeance this season’s biting my lip again no more moody smells rolling down the chin of my dreams still, today I’ll pop an Advil blazing like a nova it’s first beckoning smile stands by a water pump leaving my tiny veined bite mark on the mug of chameleons hiding dark circles I’m wickedly on solid ground feeling sweet adrenaline resound even though winter froze my dreams my red hair streaked with morphine a heavy woman with broad shoulders my pet name fitting goose down slippers popping my finger joints rolling cat-eyed marbles that I saved for good luck knocking on walls looking for studs growing strawberry cheeks affixing my star in our flowing northeast knocking down barricades revving my engine buying shares to Kentucky Fried Chicken while listening to a soul channel called Bigfoot even the spiders are leaving from the basement of grieving smoke is bubbling from the bong on the front porch while pain of memories groan fading into everyday friendly polishing my Saint Christopher that turned into a living fossil ********* Happy Monday & President's Day [This message has been edited by LeeJ (02-20-2006 09:56 AM).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ, And all this comes from the bright of white. Good morning sweety. You are just a watrfall today. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"I’m still alive, but had everyone fooled punching cigarette packs while climbing on the bar stool I fell over a fence, kicking it with a vengeance but by god, this season’s biting my lip again no more moody smells rolling down the chin of my dreams" Maybe you should re-think the color purple. Forget the white paint. Nice write Lee J. JL |
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HopeS Member Elite
since 2000-12-22
Posts 4596Perth Western Australia |
Your white always becomes illustrious in colour Hope |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Whewwww~ this is certainly a ton of thought, wow! |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"even the spiders are leaving from the basement of grieving" You did it again LeeJ! Nice work. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
LOL, makin me giggle and squirm at the same time here LeeJ, with the rush of this that demands a second and third reading. You are always a surprise. |
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