Avahra Posted March 6, 2015 Share Posted March 6, 2015 These are quotes, not the entire poem “You could tie my tongueMy lips, my teethSplit them into surrenderInto a foreign languageAnd I would still manageTo cough up your name.”- Danielle Shorr, “Let” “They don’t know I only speak in runaway train stationsand everybody is always a few minutes too late to the platform.No one has ever gotten the chance to get too closebecause it is never romantic to fuck the girl who makes love to her own sadness every single night.”- Katelin Wagner, “Disappearing Acts (after Miles Hodges)” Our love is hitchhiking across the California desertand no one is slowing down. Is a lie still a lieif you say it pretty? You’re saying you don’t knowwhat you want and I’m picking pieces of glassfrom your throat. Something is burning but I can’ttell what it is. I’ve had a nightmare every nightsince I was a kid and it always ends the same.I can’t breathe and I can’t move and I am stuckin this place without air in my lungs. This is all to sayI think I knew you before I knew my own name.- Fortesa Latifi, “1-10″ “You are a horse running aloneand he tries to tame youcompares you to an impossible highwayto a burning housesays you are blinding himthat he could never leave youforget youwant anything but youyou dizzy him, you are unbearableevery woman before or after youis doused in your name.”- Warsan Shire, “For Women Who Are Difficult to Love” “I realized that the act of falling in love is not so much a falling as a desperate, terrifying leap off the highest building around, the kind of jump that ends in not just a single casualty, but two.”- Meggie Royer, “Not So Much Falling In Love As Leaping Into It” “and I pickup her lovelydress,all her loveliness gone,and I speak to all the gods,Jewish gods, Christ-gods,chips of blinking things,idols, pills, bread,fathoms, risks,knowledgeable surrender,rats in the gravy of two gone quite madwithout a chance,hummingbird knowledge, hummingbird chance,I lean upon this,I lean on all of thisand I knowher dress upon my armbutthey will notgive her back to me.”- Charles Bukowski, “For Jane: With All the Love I Had, Which Was Not Enough”' “He used to love me,and nowhe’s just a strangerwho happens to knowall my secrets.”- Clementine Von Radics, “It’s Just So Strange” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DUBL DUECE Posted March 6, 2015 Share Posted March 6, 2015 I like the last one the best. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kevnvek Posted March 7, 2015 Share Posted March 7, 2015 Those are pretty good. I've actually gotten into writing a bit of poetry once in a while myself. Most of it I've posted to Facebook. Here's one I made on Valentine's Day that I think will fit into this thread nicely if you don't mind me sharing:What is this thing they call love?It's something that I've never known of.I've never had a real romance,Perhaps I've simply never taken the chance.Maybe it's better this way, without the drama.But a companion, they say, can ease your trauma.To have someone with whom to share,My troubles and accomplishments,Someone who will truly care,With admonishments and compliments;That is what I seek, if you can call it that.Perhaps I am too weak, content in my familiar habitat.Perhaps someday I'll try,When someone catches my eye;Someone of a like mind(that might be hard to find)Then I'll wonder why,You weren't here before:Someone with whom to laugh and cry,Someone to adore. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Avahra Posted March 8, 2015 Author Share Posted March 8, 2015 I agree Dubl. Also, nicely done Kev. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dateranoth Posted March 22, 2015 Share Posted March 22, 2015 I too enjoyed the last one. Well done Kevin. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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