tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52554592011-04-21T10:42:16.141-07:00to write. to muse. and to break freeradex http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343020949584920769noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255459.post-1062347189116228232003-08-31T09:26:00.000-07:002003-08-31T09:26:29.050-07:00<b><i>[ Full Circle ]</i></b> <br /> <br />the man five blocks away <br />sits on his couch <br />watching the latest game <br /> <br />he barely pauses, save to sip <br />a draft of modernism. <br /> <br />the voluptuous poster girl <br />that adorns a hundred billboards <br />is eyed by many <br />taken by none. <br /> <br />the city's trans- <br />metropolitan system <br />is stretched <br />and everyone's in a rush. <br /> <br /><i>quid pro quo</i>; no one's <br />going to have a free lunch on me. <br />try it on someone else. <br /> <br />unfortunately, I am <br />"someone else" <br />to the street busker <br />seven paces down. <br /> <br />12, XII, twelve, noon, midnight - <br />whatever you call it; <br />a revolution's finished <br />another's to follow.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255459-106234718911622823?l=spraypainted.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>radex http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343020949584920769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255459.post-1057676387921085142003-07-08T07:59:00.000-07:002003-07-08T07:59:47.943-07:00well. i guess most poetry will be on sententia now. but still might post several things here. =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255459-105767638792108514?l=spraypainted.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>radex http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343020949584920769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255459.post-958676242003-06-20T09:38:00.000-07:002003-06-20T09:38:46.530-07:00<b><i>[ Structured Designs]</i></b> <br /> <br />Rigidity; married with conformity <br />they said it was death for poetry. <br />yet most people never ignored rhyme structure. <br />[ for that was supposed to be the case ] <br /> <br /><i>you're home alone; formality thrown <br />computer screens, the hidden feelings <br />a chat's a chance; save the last dance <br />never one to write, but time to type...</i> <br /> <br />they once said they liked squares <br />and circles were always frowned upon <br />because they could <br />never be put together <br /> <br /><i>speak. logged. left.</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255459-95867624?l=spraypainted.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>radex http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343020949584920769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255459.post-952851542003-06-04T07:39:00.000-07:002003-08-31T09:35:42.290-07:00<b><i>[ Departure ]</i></b> <br /> <br />i stood; nonetheless <br />hesitant <br />for the tiniest second <br />then the pendulum swung back. <br /> <br />and i could hear you - <br />seemingly - <br />bid farewell <br />June would never have let me down. <br /> <br />you left then <br />following <br />Charon's vessel across Styx <br />unto <i>coucher de soleil.</i> <br /> <br />i turned back <br />ignoring <br />Orpheus' call to follow you <br />save my lovelorn heart. <br /> <br /><i>ashes to ashes</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255459-95285154?l=spraypainted.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>radex http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343020949584920769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255459.post-943355862003-05-14T09:21:00.000-07:002003-05-14T09:22:31.000-07:00<i><b>I. [ Don’t cry for me ]</b></i> <br /> <br />eight o’clock <br />you greeted me with vacant lots; <br />white stripe above hard grey <br />heartbreak’s last joke <br /> <br />noon <br />hourglasses in equilibrium; <br />rain’s remembrance <br />weighs heavy on me <br /> <br />six o’clock <br />day’s candle doused; <br />bordered squares mock me <br />revelation's nowhere at hand <br /> <br /><i>II. [ Show me the world ]</i> <br /> <br />Shall we dance? <br />Questions are best left unanswered – <br />Unspoken words enough, no? <br />Thus we play the game of you <br /> <br />The shadows fall again <br />And who shall rise <br />To claim the requiem; <br />Its hour come round. <br /> <br />for better or for worse; <br />once burned; you’re twice shy. <br />cling on with your fingers; <br />and don’t look down. <br /> <br /><i>Stop.</i> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255459-94335586?l=spraypainted.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>radex http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343020949584920769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255459.post-943351382003-05-14T09:12:00.000-07:002003-05-14T09:12:59.000-07:00<b><i>[ untitled ]</i></b> <br /> <br />spread your wings and fly, angel <br />for never was one so blessed <br />gifts, once taken, never taste <br />as good the second time. <br /> <br />explosion! vivacity, never to play its act again, <br />flourishes, so fitting its final <i>déjà vu</i> <br />rapture overcome, one can only sigh <br />at the setting of the sun. <br /> <br />for what shall replace; <br />allusion; aphorisms to the soul <br />heights; no longer plumbed; <br />no longer trod. <br /> <br />steps ringing hollow; <br />passionate intensity muted <br />nothing but; thrills undefined <br />left to find solace in. <br /> <br />and it rained in the morning <br />drops leaning against colored panes <br />to revel in silence <br />their only fate. <br /> <br /><i>c'est la vie, mon cherie.</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255459-94335138?l=spraypainted.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>radex http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343020949584920769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255459.post-927879272003-04-17T10:11:00.000-07:002003-08-31T09:35:06.220-07:00<i><b>[ a tale of four seasons ]</b></i> <br /> <br />danger imminent <br />my heart chills to winter's touch <br />as white roses fall <br /> <br />spring's rhapsody <br />as i draw vibrant colours <br />a silent tribute <br /> <br />lazing on my back <br />the shadow's disappearing form <br />summer's final requiem <br /> <br />gold petals upon brown <br />in the mourning of the wind <br />autumn's beauty shown <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255459-92787927?l=spraypainted.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>radex http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343020949584920769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255459.post-925147762003-04-12T21:15:00.000-07:002003-04-12T21:15:14.280-07:00ok. finally finished all the template designing and updating. =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255459-92514776?l=spraypainted.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>radex http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343020949584920769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5255459.post-921480862003-04-07T06:48:00.000-07:002003-04-07T06:48:21.610-07:00testing.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5255459-92148086?l=spraypainted.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>radex http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343020949584920769noreply@blogger.com