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Please excuse the comma splices, tense changes, verbosity, etc. I was just a youngin' and now I realize the error of my grammatical ways. Plus, I preferred the flowery and descriptive writing styles of the early 19th century and beyond rather than the short, journalistic post-Hemingway-style of writing. I love intense imagery and descriptions in general. Still deciding whether I should edit my old poetry for grammar mistakes or take the Beatnik approach and fuck it.

Disclaimer: I only wrote/write on bad days. Grand days have never inspired me enough to write as I've always used writing as an outlet. A majority of my poetry is angsty, dark humored, or depressing, however, I don't have depression, and I'm not self-destructive or suicidal by any means. My writing is mostly a tenfold representation of the kind of day I was having at the time. Embellishing the realities of my bad days on paper helped turn them into good days. Not sticking my head into an oven anytime soon (or ever, actually). :P +10 points if you got the reference.

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Sunday, December 21, 2008

Minuscule

To what do I owe this introduction,
But of course,
The grandness unseen,
I show no remorse,
I can't intervene.

The plot appears lonesome,
No style or content to accompany,
The little nothings that I present -- but a fragment of significance.

"Thank You for Not Smoking" signs litter walls in a smoggy room,
Minuscule deterrent to would-be non-smokers,
Thank you for not smoking in the smoking section.

"I love you's" dance across the pages,
Of over-rated novels,
Contemporary romance.

"I love you" means little,
Simple way to end a page and begin a new.

The phrase that now means short term -- till I find a replacement.

Tentative love -- unreal

Does minuscule mien not suffice you?

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