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Welp, since I've been writing again, my song-writing side has been emerging more and more the past month or so. I've written three in the past month, as compared to about two I've written in the prior four years.
'screaming life' is the name of the collection for the poetry chapbook I want to put together and publish sometime this year. These are some of the poems I've been contemplating putting in.
Your scissor cuts are elegant The scars have faded through the back porch doors of jelly beans and stolen pearls Empty inside this vacant girl
Don't dance or spin or cry outloud It's your turn to whisper when you want to shout
And when you say that the world's froze over Maybe we have And when you say that summer's grown cold Now maybe it has And if you say that the sun doesn't shine Maybe it's just in your life
You're falling quick with your innocence The cuts carved deeper from the sculptured years of plastered minds and your make-up eyes Say your hello's quickly followed with your good byes
Now watch and speak with matted words You think you're talking clear when it's only slurs
Don't dance or spit or make love in mud If it's on your skin, then it's in your blood
And if you cut yourself one more time There'll be no more hope in this heart of mine
And when you say that the world's froze over Now maybe we have
lol don't feel bad, nobody comments about poetry on these boards...
Very good poem, i especially like the "Don't dance or spit or make love in mud If it's on your skin, then it's in your blood" lines. They way you've incorperated rhyme is good.
I know this is about nine months late. (Sorry, I've been off the boards for awhile.)
Thanks for taking a look at this, though. Eventhough it's kind of depressing, (and probably corny), I really like going back and reading over old songs and poetry that I wrote. It kind of helps me remember who I am. Or at least who I was.