tagged: Poetry
Keeping track of my poetry.
I just need somewhere to put this.
27 Roses
Eternal Sadness
Stardust
Chopin
Seductive Eyes (2009)
Untitled (2009)
Sunny, with a Chance…
Playback
Word Vomit
Blue Apple
A.M.E.R.I.C.A.
Nov. 6
11:20 pm
Polly Wants No Cracker
Humanity
C
Anemia
Circus of Controlled Chaos
Sunrise Confession
La Muerte es solo el Comienzo
My Weakness
Nervous, Nervös
Monday Rain
33°F
Midwest Sorrow
The Cure
Drawing
The Weak
Mars Magician
Dei
Untitled poem
Daniel is a DJ
Legends
We’ve Come Undone. We’ve Come, and Done.
The Prince of the Dark Side of Mars
The Obscene Kiss
Un-undead
Hanging From The Wire
Static
Blut
Deceased
70% Water
Open Letter
no title
Endeavor Dearest
To Be Male
Dark Not, Yet Luminescent
Generation Meme
Tumblr Politics
You have to know the right names
to gain tumblr fame
And I simply refuse to play the game
You have to kiss the right ass
To reach the top of the class
It isnt about talent
It isnt about content
And it surely isnt about creativity or wit
tagged: Sylvia Plath Sonnet to Satan poetry literature female author religion
Sonnet to Satan
In darkroom of your eye the moonly mind
someraults to couterfeit eclipse;
bright angels black out over logic’s land
under shutter of their handicaps.Commanding that corkscrew comet jet forth ink
to pitch the white world down in swiveling flood,
you overcast all order’s noonday rank
and turn god’s radiant photograph to shade.Steepling snake in that contrary light
invades the dilate lens of genesis
to print your flaming image in birthspot
with characters no cockcrow can deface.O maker of proud planet’s negative,
obscure the scalding sun till no clocks move.Sylvia Plath
Playback.
One day, someone looked at a photograph. They looked at that photograph, and they thought it was the most beautiful photograph they had ever seen. But what if you could watch an image happen? Watch it happen, over and over again, and relive that beautiful, fragile moment? What if you could essentially reduce time to that one moment? Rain, pouring. Wind, blowing. Snow, falling. Laughter. Tears. Could anyone do it? Was it possible? What would be the cost?
Introducing, the gif.
(Source: kurokaze)
