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Posted by: rc1107, February 21st, 2008, 5:16pm
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.
Posted by: rc1107, February 21st, 2008, 5:25pm; Reply: 1
Summer of Scissors
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
Posted by: RobertSpence, March 19th, 2008, 11:01am; Reply: 2
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.
Robert
Posted by: rc1107, December 15th, 2008, 4:15pm; Reply: 3
Hey Robert,
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.
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