My Poems 8
Posted January 12th, 2012 at 10:31 PM by Anna James
Turmoiled Nights
I had this sense of dismemberment - night after night
When the time is not going nor staying - fight after fight
Fight after fight and in bearing - wound for wound
Not counting more, nor remembering - down the road.
Running in the night and mist and cold - my hair blowing
My arms - wings to be taken and to be stolen
My legs and knees to be broken, down the road
And in the trance of remembrance - are to be known.
Tell to my night, my blown heart, tell to my night,
That my days is so blasted and out of heart
Out of heart and and hope, of day and of sun,
But I have anger in my nails, like when I just begun.
Tell to my night, to my naked one, tell to my torn one,
That in the hours to come I will not mourn
But I will give it my worst one, and my best hit -
Tell to my night, if you dare to - give it my writ!
...
Black Me Out
Black me out to save my mind
While my afternoon is screaming
Blind and random, swirling, twisting,
Seeing stars behind the clouds
Swirling colors that rebound
Switching colors that are brooding
Into sounds what are moving
Tight into vibrations looming
Black me out, save my mind
Twist my twist and take my charge
Black me out in midst black night
Till black-lust is satisfied.
...
I'm soaked with pain - running down my fingers
Liquid and black, sticky and infectious like a disease
Like bodies of jellyfish - no backbone
Cannot stay upright, but clings to me like poison
Like molasses, like..... pain
Drips from the tips of my fingers, my nails are covered with it's polish, grimy
Drips on the floor makes a pool that sucks me in - swamp, moving sands
Hungry and devouring, hungry, always hungry for me
Opening it's mouth-womb, taking me in gulps, body and soul
In it's eternal vacuum of darkness - pain...
I'm going to take on you again,
See if you can give me a go - or I on you do
Pain - I'll take you again,
I'm going to face you again,
In the dark when you reign,
Where it rains
Pain.
...
Beast me out - cries the forest
Crying, freezing frozen tears
Skeletal branches the trees bear
Stiff like a stiffen corpse's stare.
I bit my lip - blood on the dead snow
Blood is alive , painful and hot
Contrasting, deathly, sarcastically old
Blood is alive, deafeningly bold
Red-evoking, life-promoting
I evoke you - get me rolling
Melt the snow, heat the frost
My fingers are candles, glow in the dark
Glow and spill droplets of sparks
As they slide down my skin
To lead you in -
Beast me out howls the forest
Howls, begs, convulses out
In her frozen deaden self
Echo bears the the howls tortured
Dreaming being summer orchard
In the winter of my death
Beast me out, make me spent.
...
Wind is sweeping out the night
Licking it from the frozen air
Erasing the darkness from the sky
Light towards me directs it's stare
To find me sleepless yet again
Wide open eyes behind the shut eyelids
And fingers grasping the emptiness
Nails scratching time, opening slits
Between the minutes, slipping my fingers
Through them, tearing the fabric of time
To dig a window to another time
With heavy hands and bold
Thighs that know how to hold
Skin glistening, flickering light
Hundreds of irridescent flames
Screaming palms - like heated pads
Frenzying their way on arched spines
Broken moments, images uprooted
Streaming through, and screaming muted
Through the galvanized space -
Something to fear and hunger to face -
Rounded lips and tensed to pain face.
Windows in the dark, white nights -
White nights of my my times.
...
Ring the body of my bell - make my soul sound
My questions slumber it - waiting to be found,
Under my surface in me deep - the folders on my brain
Swinging in the life-giving force that's churning through my veins.
I'm swooning heavy - with a wave, heavy with desire
Splitting like a smoldered log thrown in the fire
Fire - fire I became, dangerous and greedy
Greedy to consume itself with vibrations seedy.
Ring me, make me lose myself - time out of time
Matter out of matter, lose me,
Ring that soul of mine
Till the time forget itself
And space cave within
And reality is gutted, my nerves in funnel spin
Funnel - that is to swallow you and me in it
For a minute and a era make me through you breath.
...
My voice is coming to me strange
Rolling at me, howling like wolves
Deeply tearing in my flesh
My voice - the sound of my soul
Raspy and stark - heavy like a stone
Like a snowball - rolling and engrossing itself
Strange voice that comes from my depths
Beast's voice - dragging on my surface
Hold me, hold me now, hold me on the edge of me
As the waves of you run in circles, concentrated
Where the light disappears, where the space bends
Hold me on the edge on me - now.
...
I'm so addicted, addicted to music and you
Your body sweeping, your body sweeping me through
The rhythm is taking, the rhythm is taking me up
Your rams are swinging, your eyes lifting me up
You swirl me and twirl me over the shimmering floor
My feet are swimming, swimming to meet you alone
It is so addictive, the more done, the more it is sweet
And you and the music make for a wonderful treat.
I had this sense of dismemberment - night after night
When the time is not going nor staying - fight after fight
Fight after fight and in bearing - wound for wound
Not counting more, nor remembering - down the road.
Running in the night and mist and cold - my hair blowing
My arms - wings to be taken and to be stolen
My legs and knees to be broken, down the road
And in the trance of remembrance - are to be known.
Tell to my night, my blown heart, tell to my night,
That my days is so blasted and out of heart
Out of heart and and hope, of day and of sun,
But I have anger in my nails, like when I just begun.
Tell to my night, to my naked one, tell to my torn one,
That in the hours to come I will not mourn
But I will give it my worst one, and my best hit -
Tell to my night, if you dare to - give it my writ!
...
Black Me Out
Black me out to save my mind
While my afternoon is screaming
Blind and random, swirling, twisting,
Seeing stars behind the clouds
Swirling colors that rebound
Switching colors that are brooding
Into sounds what are moving
Tight into vibrations looming
Black me out, save my mind
Twist my twist and take my charge
Black me out in midst black night
Till black-lust is satisfied.
...
I'm soaked with pain - running down my fingers
Liquid and black, sticky and infectious like a disease
Like bodies of jellyfish - no backbone
Cannot stay upright, but clings to me like poison
Like molasses, like..... pain
Drips from the tips of my fingers, my nails are covered with it's polish, grimy
Drips on the floor makes a pool that sucks me in - swamp, moving sands
Hungry and devouring, hungry, always hungry for me
Opening it's mouth-womb, taking me in gulps, body and soul
In it's eternal vacuum of darkness - pain...
I'm going to take on you again,
See if you can give me a go - or I on you do
Pain - I'll take you again,
I'm going to face you again,
In the dark when you reign,
Where it rains
Pain.
...
Beast me out - cries the forest
Crying, freezing frozen tears
Skeletal branches the trees bear
Stiff like a stiffen corpse's stare.
I bit my lip - blood on the dead snow
Blood is alive , painful and hot
Contrasting, deathly, sarcastically old
Blood is alive, deafeningly bold
Red-evoking, life-promoting
I evoke you - get me rolling
Melt the snow, heat the frost
My fingers are candles, glow in the dark
Glow and spill droplets of sparks
As they slide down my skin
To lead you in -
Beast me out howls the forest
Howls, begs, convulses out
In her frozen deaden self
Echo bears the the howls tortured
Dreaming being summer orchard
In the winter of my death
Beast me out, make me spent.
...
Wind is sweeping out the night
Licking it from the frozen air
Erasing the darkness from the sky
Light towards me directs it's stare
To find me sleepless yet again
Wide open eyes behind the shut eyelids
And fingers grasping the emptiness
Nails scratching time, opening slits
Between the minutes, slipping my fingers
Through them, tearing the fabric of time
To dig a window to another time
With heavy hands and bold
Thighs that know how to hold
Skin glistening, flickering light
Hundreds of irridescent flames
Screaming palms - like heated pads
Frenzying their way on arched spines
Broken moments, images uprooted
Streaming through, and screaming muted
Through the galvanized space -
Something to fear and hunger to face -
Rounded lips and tensed to pain face.
Windows in the dark, white nights -
White nights of my my times.
...
Ring the body of my bell - make my soul sound
My questions slumber it - waiting to be found,
Under my surface in me deep - the folders on my brain
Swinging in the life-giving force that's churning through my veins.
I'm swooning heavy - with a wave, heavy with desire
Splitting like a smoldered log thrown in the fire
Fire - fire I became, dangerous and greedy
Greedy to consume itself with vibrations seedy.
Ring me, make me lose myself - time out of time
Matter out of matter, lose me,
Ring that soul of mine
Till the time forget itself
And space cave within
And reality is gutted, my nerves in funnel spin
Funnel - that is to swallow you and me in it
For a minute and a era make me through you breath.
...
My voice is coming to me strange
Rolling at me, howling like wolves
Deeply tearing in my flesh
My voice - the sound of my soul
Raspy and stark - heavy like a stone
Like a snowball - rolling and engrossing itself
Strange voice that comes from my depths
Beast's voice - dragging on my surface
Hold me, hold me now, hold me on the edge of me
As the waves of you run in circles, concentrated
Where the light disappears, where the space bends
Hold me on the edge on me - now.
...
I'm so addicted, addicted to music and you
Your body sweeping, your body sweeping me through
The rhythm is taking, the rhythm is taking me up
Your rams are swinging, your eyes lifting me up
You swirl me and twirl me over the shimmering floor
My feet are swimming, swimming to meet you alone
It is so addictive, the more done, the more it is sweet
And you and the music make for a wonderful treat.
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