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The melodic grass
This music,
it makes me want to fall from the water
float in the sky,
stare at those lips
and kiss those green eyes,
drink from the clouds
and jump on the pond
to feel the stars
and gaze at the stones,
the rythms , the notes
melt my mind
ignite my visible voice
I'm not here nor there
maybe inside a void
floating on the blues
maybe its a d...
Monday 14th December 2020 8:23 pm
my 1st ever poem published as ode to Alanis in the pill issue 3 Alanis morrissette zine in late 96
THE TRAGEDY OF SONG
She sings in such hushed vocal tones one second, ...
then she shatters glass in an attack of tragic beauty the next.
The truths and traumas of life seem so real and painful when her voice glides over them,
after all, isn’t this the life that you and I and her live?
We ar...
Wednesday 12th February 2014 3:14 pm
Natalie. Politico (from my new series of Natalie poems)
Natalie. Politico.
There was trouble in The Argentine. A few of Natalie’s friends spoke out against the military junta who ruled the country. The two girls and one boy, all aged eighteen had simply vanished. Natalie was scared. Roberto warned her not to speak out. The same people who forced him into the army, ending his college studies, had apprehended the teens. Their fate was unknow...
Sunday 8th April 2012 2:41 pm
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