EdizKarenska  

Monday, January 19, 2009

Sending songs

ooh soldier
burnt himself
on the solder
fighting broken
wires
in a battle he can't lose.

Iamb

excited
to see what's next

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swigs  

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Swigs


Clumsily swooping 
in an evening sky;
there go the swigs - 
gulp them down.
Too fast to feel 
much.

(noun) A large and hurried swallow.

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Found Poem: Swarm  

Monday, January 12, 2009

Found Poem: Swarm

They drop
like stones from the sky;
collective intelligence
tantalising a vortex
of information. Caustic
unison shifts shape with
beautiful manoeuvres.
Perfect swarm circles
shadows.

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'L' Dictionary Poem  

Sunday, January 11, 2009

'L' Dictionary Poem


Rest in perjury
duplicitous lickspittle;
pass the tongue
a periodical use of
Liebfraumilch.
Servile libertine
reside in mendacity.
An eyelid, 
flattering lightly around
the wood.
Living imprisonment
during vitality
continues to solo.
Be buried inexactitude.

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Watchin' you dance  

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Watchin' you dance


See you across fro' me
an' I come 
over all nervous
an' clumsy.
Droppin' my
consonants
on the floor.

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New Year  

Friday, January 9, 2009

New Year

I wanted to hold you 
in the night;
kiss away your tears
and tell you i was
sorry
I couldn't hold you
at christmas
but every time
I looked over
it 
wasn't
you
I was holding.

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Bent, Oregon  

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Bent, Oregon

Came to bent
at twenty-seven.
Hostile
eyes met my
stride
he/she, ladyboy
geezerbird,
silent questions
is it the one?

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Encumbered  

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Encumbered



You asked me if

I love you

butterflies rising from

a pyramid of

self doubt

feels empty

and sick

concurrently

encumbered.

I dare you to love me.

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A New Day  

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

a new day

The day begins on orange
particles
and sunfire
burns the metallic
you always said
you didn't believe
in forever
tread only on silent
memories

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I wrote  

Monday, January 5, 2009

Half sonnet: I wrote


I wrote a poem today.
It’s not about you;
I’ve been hiding the ones
that are
scraps of truth
and memories
evade me

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Feeling the music  

Sunday, January 4, 2009

feeling the music


She stood
eyes closed
and pure ecstasy 
written upon her face.
Both arms outstretched;
one hand placed flat against
my guitar
the other gripping
your double bass.
Nothing stood between
us  - no sound
only delight as
for the first time
she could feel the music.

This was inspired by my best friend telling me a beautiful story about meeting a deaf lady in the pub on New Year's Eve. During their time together lots of laughs were shared - mainly at the expense of a friend'a drunken karaoke attempt. The lady and her partner were invited back to the party where an impromptu jam took place. To feel involved she did exactly as described above and could feel the vibrations of the music! Such a lovely image! Thanks Luke x

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Love sonnet to Time  

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Love sonnet to Time

Tread only on silent memories;
the fish is out of water.
In the back seat of a car
a lullaby is whispered.
An abacus counts in a 
bedroom. One after
one. Click.
A consciousness of many;
tangled feet on desert 
paths.

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