Category Archives: Poetry

4/26: Leroy

Leroy Solitude of living the myth of a jungle paradise jamborees with all our lemur pals playing exotic disney songs and swinging from the branches. 100% polyester. No fingers, just a flat palm stitched lines no movement. Yet he has more than that already. The power to transport—to a fantastic dimension, away from the horrors [...]

4/27 Snapshots I

nanda She waited Parked patiently on the road across from school for the bell to ring, and the stream of eager children spilled out of the large green front doors I spotted her car without trying, it was hard not to. I wasn’t sure how to explain, or whether to do anything but shrug as [...]

4/26

RAGE Hippopotamus swimming in a still lagoon sweetly large and curved, hiding its rage Solitude An empty rowboat floating listlessly—embedded in the glassine surface of the lake. History Epstein with his hunch, hump still full of fire though not even 60

Random Poems 4/26

These were written a while ago in-class (I think in workshop) but never posted… [narrative poem about the Melodion (Sam's object that he brought in)] [Oh, and as if you couldn't tell, there were some words we had to use...] i. Their relationship was all platonic at first but when she began to play her [...]

headline poetry experiment

Tuesday, May 2, 2006 The New York Times Drop take rejects boycott challenge prices clash in nationalizes brings gatekeepers killed the personal new. [Ok, maybe add punctuation? Line breaks.] Drop, Take rejects. Boycott, Challenge prices, Clash in nationalizes, Brings gatekeepers killed The personal new. [I guess i have to somehow make it mine. Not sure [...]

5/9 Sonnet Attempt from “Children of the Dead Lake” by Adagio

Foreboding night sky. Machined precision. A vivid vision, ascending light’s cry as winged beasts fly. [to be continued...] This gave me inordinate amounts of trouble… I restarted a number of times, but just couldn’t get it to work!

5/9 Freeform. From “Children of the Dead Lake” by Adagio

There is a mystery where dark brooding lies, amidst the coarse, violent cascade of fiery hail. A dark sky where nothing will take flight. A scene of deathness despair— yet faith hope in humanity in the light of the sky {WHAT THE F*$@%?!}

Bad poem from class yesterday…

Paramaters: Belly, and a yellow piece of paper->Banana (later changed to squash) A flat belly, an empty stomach Dreams full of flatness tight, sexy clothing. But, A life without ice cream? Not worth living! Who wants to live on tofu and squash for the sake of a flat belly.

5/9 Freeform. From “R’Lyeh The Dead” by Adagio

Drops of dancing light Waves of dark, deep beneath Break into a buzzsaw Pounding, repeating Primal rhythmic sense appeal Aggressive cutting, harmonies searing, Even the piano lurks. A beaming wavering light emerges, dodges and dips, then fades

Happy Poem (working title)

Wading through the murky waters of your memory. dredging through the mind, searching for a ray of hope; knowing it isn’t there. the silt slips through your fingers.