jellyfish...

Sometimes I envy jellyfish




No one ever tells them to grow a backbone




And if someone did, they’d sting the shit out of ya




So much for that backbone theory




So don’t tell me to toughen up, because my actions may be the same…

thanks...

a little haiku for thanksgiving...


thank you poetry
without you in my corner
i would surely fail

look at me...

As y'all know, I love me some haiku.  I was reading some old posts over at my other blog and found one that I wrote that I forgot about.  I felt it was appopriate since I had my Erotic Poetry Feature last night, I will also post some pics from the night! (It went very well by the way!)

Someone look at me



I am easy on the eyes


Please behold my sight

awkward silence...

You are most articulate in your silence

You said more in those thoughful gentle smiles
Than with your jubilant reports
But you wrote dissertations of despiar

With your saddened, worried eyes

And your furrowed brow and scowl of disgust

that day...

sigh, that day.

Crashed on my shore of shame harder than any of those words

those words...

sigh, those words.

a silent high tide I'd like to think.

That day...

sigh, that day.

I thought your medusa gaze would surely turn your thoughts to stone

Aimed at me to make me guilt's martyr

Those silences were awkward...

but appropriate.

And I wish my silence could respond with sincere apologies

If only my eyes could let you know

How much I need you,

How much I want to make it up to you,

How much I love you....
But.... I am most aritculate in my poetry
So this is for you.

home...

I just posted this at Yesterday's Poem, on her 10 Minute Prompt.  Check it out, especially since I have been slack with the Blog Poetry Slams....

Might not make a lot of sense to y'all,

But is so real in my head...

Tomorrow it might not make any sense...

...and that's ok...

But,


Home is...


A complicated place


Where staying


Is the best


And worst


Thing to do.


And those two cancel each other out


So that makes me indifferent


So maybe I should


Leave.

book-love...

I find television to be very educating.  Every time somebody turns on the set, I go in the other room and read a book.  ~Groucho Marx

I have been reading a lot lately.  When I say a lot I mean I have read a new book every couple days, sometimes more on the weekends.  My appetite has been voracious.    It is amazing what no television can do for your life....you should really try it by getting rid of your TV or detoxing for an extended period of time, real talk...)

A good book should leave you... slightly exhausted at the end.  You live several lives while reading it.  ~William Styron, interview, Writers at Work, 1958

I have become so emotionally invested in the books I have been reading lately.  Even dreamed about some of them, and act like a crack fiend needing to get back to them. (i.e. the 1000+ page book I read in 2 nights).  I get sad when I am get to the last 100 pages of a book.  I am not being figurative, I really do get to feeling some kinda way.  4 of the books I read this month made me actually cry.

If there's a book you really want to read but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.  ~Toni Morrison

 A few of the books I read have disappointed me with their endings.  Either the endings were far fetched, or the author left no sort of conclusion that satisfied me.  This realization has kick started me to wanting to improve my writing, and be the author that writes books the way that I want to read them.  

A book must be an ice-axe to break the seas frozen inside our soul.  ~Franz Kafka

Reading so many books has also made me want to write more.  I have been pumping out poems left and right, usually inspired from a  line or a scene in what I am reading.  I haven't posted a lot of stuff because for the first time in my poetry career I have been writing performance pieces (that don't necessarily translate well to the page) with ease.  My new focus on literature and art has made me a better performer, a better listener,just better...

A house without books is like a room without windows.  ~Heinrich Mann

 

Here are some of the books I have read over the last month or so... if you are my friend on facebook, check out my Visual Bookshelf:

Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books, Azar Nafisi (a must-read for book and history lovers!)

The Hour I First Believed: A Novel, Wally Lamb(read this thick monster of a book in 2 days, such a page turner... this is one of the books that made me cry...)

Eyes to My Soul: The Rise or Decline of a Black FBI Agent, Tyrone Powers (this book made me want to fight the power!)

The Book of Sarahs: A Family in Parts,Catherine E. McKinley

The Unthinkable Thoughts of Jacob Green : A Novel, Joshua Braff

Trading Dreams at Midnight: A Novel, Diane McKinney-Whetstone

Nina: Adolescence, Amy Hassinger

Currently Reading: Apprentice to the Flower Poet Z.: A Novel, Debra Weinstein

Currently Re-reading: Racism 101, Nikki Giovanni

I am also open to any suggestions you might have of some good reads, leave them in the comments if you do!

Peace y'all....

Quick Tip: Thrift Stores are my best friend, you can't beat $0.25-0.50 for books (I don't like library books, I like to own my books, because I am also a re-reader)

wondering...

don't mind me, just lost in my thoughts:




I do  sometimes wonder
does my forehead read: "hurt me"
it would explain a lot
in fact
it would explain
everything.

rainy days....

alise + cold + rain + wind = fail... it is a yucky rainy day and this is my ode to it:

cold rain
tear hider
joie de vivre murderer
gloom accellerant
depression's hideout
elation's extinguisher
until...
you come home to cuddle me...

blind...

 

 

 

If love is blind
then let my curves be your Braille
and feel this situation out...

you have a lot of reading to catch up on

constellation...

a little something I am working on for my Erotic Spokenword feature coming up on November 23rd, tell me what ya think... peace y'all...


constellation...
Star crossed lovers we are
some might say
But they don't know the half
or even the fourth
about the coital constellation created by our cosmic connection


I didn't believe in black holes
until you.
the gravitational pull of your strokes of genius... in our bedroom
to where the only light that escapes is in my eyes
...oh yeah and moans...
(we break the rules, stars can do that...)

Leaving my head clouded
I like to think I'm your sweet nebula
the beginnings of new orgasmic galaxies
Thrusting planetary goodness into the universe
creating new orbits to try


Who needs fireworks?
When you’ve got me busting supernovas
And I release shooting stars
To ingest into your galaxy
It’s quite a show…
And you all can watch,
But I suggest you bring your shades


You are the only one I know who can touch a star
And not only live to tell it
But come alive because of it
The heat of my shine didn’t burn you
But energized you
Gave you the power to please me….
So when you see that twinkle in my eye, just remember I’m a star…

-Naturally Alise 2009