Veiled entries: and other ridiculously pseudo-obscure-sentimental-sentiments for cyphering...

Star Anise · 07-23-2011, 06:49 PM

As I start to create my own little space in the poetry thread, I am uncertain whether it turn into cluttered chaotic whirlwind of words or if there will be one stark and solitary poem echoing out into the void of cyberspace.

I have a few old time "favourites" so I guess I shall select one of those to begin. Often my poems are very short, and I like them that way.

This one is a little sentimental...But c'est la vie.

Quote:

If I might bear the weight of the sun,
Prize free its grip, upon the tempting horizon.
Force sunset back, to travel east.
Sky up, I might.
If this orbit, I could cease into inertia
And thus, will a giant hand...
Send the Earth spinning re-verse,
To unravel time, like a ball of wool.
I might.
Alternately arranging our sunrises,
To better coincide.

Star Anise · 07-23-2011, 07:11 PM

This one is a bit on the frivolous side...But I guess one cannot be always serious...right?

Quote:

Moth of beautiful un-adorn
to my butterfly tart tattered palate...
Betwixt frilly and the fruity,
let us insects be...
Amongst the exotic inhabitants
in this curious cerebral hothouse.

Star Anise · 07-23-2011, 07:13 PM

I will indulge myself in one more for today.

Quote:

On the quiet perhaps.
We could surreptitiously thrive
by a series of messages brief
and hastily filtered through
our idealised selves.
Cleansing and renewing
those versions of vows.
Forever faultlessly tender.

Tommi · 07-23-2011, 07:22 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Star Anise

As I start to create my own little space in the poetry thread, I am uncertain whether it turn into cluttered chaotic whirlwind of words or if there will be one stark and solitary poem echoing out into the void of cyberspace.

I have a few old time "favourites" so I guess I shall select one of those to begin. Often my poems are very short, and I like them that way.

This one is a little sentimental...But c'est la vie.

Way to go. Catchy title, and I am sure your words will reach the eyes and minds of others around the Planet.. Good writing ahead.
Tommi

Star Anise · 07-25-2011, 03:44 AM

Spreading of roots, vein-like
a bloody blossoming...
The exotic sort of sting she brings.
Complexity approaching pleasure.
Inhale...
Rinsing and wringing this heart.
I myself, aside myself
in this womb like self consciousness.

Star Anise · 07-25-2011, 03:46 AM

What am I?
But to bend and not break.
Swelling into recesses
within the boundaries,
of your form limited.
You flow away free and
by a darkness and a glow
I let you...

07-25-2011, 03:44 AM	#5
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07-25-2011, 03:46 AM	#6
Star Anise Member How Do You Identify?: Femme in boots. Preferred Pronoun?: she/her Relationship Status: Free range femme. Join Date: Jun 2011 Location: St Kilda. Melbourne. Posts: 118 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 256 Thanked 539 Times in 88 Posts Rep Power: 4729077	Bend and not break... What am I? But to bend and not break. Swelling into recesses within the boundaries, of your form limited. You flow away free and by a darkness and a glow I let you...