Scribble Poetry

Bowling

by Juwana Juwahir
I'm going bowling tomorrow
It's a horror
The bowl I'm used to, is for soup
For cornflakes and pops
Not the pins and the lanes
Not the strikes
They'll howl and growl
As no pin will drop when the bowling ball stops
They'll say its foul
to have me in their midst
Will they scold? Maybe a scowl if they can't resist
They'll not be bowled over
Even if a few pins were I to deliver.

To the One Who is Afraid

by Jodi Ingram Shaw

There’s work enough for both
of us here. A partially finished landscape,
a canvas bleeding paint that was
too thin,
heavy with oil laid down too thick.

I want to inject into you honey,
pumping through your veins
until you can taste your
own sweetness.

I want to pluck the rotting
acorns from your stems,
and offer the vacancy to unborn blossoms.

I want to lick your eyelids clean,
peel away the resin,
erase the propaganda chanting:
no no no, until your eyelids split apart like
the wings of a butterfly.
We will stitch the broken cocoon
together, and use it to
wallpaper our future.

I want to choreograph a dance
between your toes, stretching like
light across a dune-filled island,
where the sea reflects the miseries of childhood.

I will not leave you.
Together we will take these ugly threads
and knit curtains for our bedroom,
shielding us from the hurricane of our fear.

I will turn you inside out,
wringing the red cloth until the dye
bleeds droplets on your leg
where you can say goodbye
before dipping in the stream. We will return
to fish for them later
pulling in steelhead filled with
grief, and copper trout with
pictures for eyes.

Later we will hang them,
suspended like jewels above our
bed, maps of an old land
the roads splitting, converging;
The sap of the maple
hardening into amber
we will wear around our wrists
whispering heal love, heal.

-East-

by Zoe O'Brien

Ginger sun,
Milky moon,
And stars like locusts afire.
Tiger winds tail the spice monsoon,
Prowls entwining golden spires.
Heat mirages float out in sheets,
Shifting out and beyond the streets.
Land of dawn falls into dusk,
Twilight shimmers in it's musk.
The moon ascends, ripe and full,
The skins of snakes growing dark and dull,
Unlike the fox whose coat does glow,
Who smells her prey where the wind does blow.
Carefully, she waits her time,
Eyes sparkling, spirit sublime,
The snakes now slumber,
It is her time.
The desert fox,
Spirit Sublime.

Eternal Flame

by Michelle Curtis

Burning, flaming, heated Desire;
Lighting my every move.
Glowing inside, lighting the path;
Shine on and lead the way.

Everlasting fire, burning inside;
Fueled by so much love and passion.
So high and intense is the flame,
That it will forever be my guide.

Flying, soaring, wild fire,
Grasping to the heavens.
Higher and higher,
Reaching for Eternity.

The eternal fire will burn within,
Never to be tainted.
Burning, flaming, heated Desire;
Lighting the way forever more.

Untitled

by Cindy Gierhart

I saw someone for the first time today
Even though I've known her all my life
I didn't know what to do or what to say
For seeing her cut like a knife

But don't get me wrong,
This meeting didn't hurt me,
It only made me strong
and gave me wings to be free
-to be me

You may wonder who this is,
As I did question frequently
But it's no riddle or a quiz;
It is simply I, learning to be free
-to be me

Night of Demons

by Andrea Van Tine
I spend my nights awake
Afraid to take the wheel
It's the wheel of control I grasp for
But it's not control I feel

For reasons unknown, I sit and stare
Wondering why I always run.
It's the pain of life that drives me on,
But it's not the pain I'm running from.

I live my life in suspense,
Or in pure terror it seems.
I'm always afraid that they'll come back;
Those demons I killed in my dreams.

They went into my mind and they looked,
They searched my soul and they stared.
Their eyes were tiny red slits,
Their teeth, so symbolically bared.

Then they grinned as they found my weakness;
They had found their premonition.
But as hard as I tried, they didn't leave,
As they do on so few an occasion.

From the darkness appeared an angel
Of the hard, weather-beaten kind.
So quietly he moved amongst them,
Then shrank, and left none behind.

I was the angle amongst them,
Strolling through an empty odyssey,
Willing to destroy all evil which kept me
From living my life in ecstasy.

I look back on that night and I smile,
For the killings gave me deep satisfaction,
Yet I'm still afraid, as I'm destined to be;
I'm afraid of the resurrection.

Name

by Krissy Wedo

I would give you
these angel's wings
I would give you
my dreams
gently
I would give you
Forever
I would give you
my vanilla lips
the blood of my scream

But do you even remember
my name?
And if you saw me on a
rainy street
Would you fall to your knees
and pray
And leave me to wash my feet
with those dead memories?

Bitches

by Lauren DePhillips

A single utteres word from my mouth
Sets off the howls and moans
In ironic Testimony
As I continue on my route

A single spoken syllable of sound
Shatters the haughty silence
Of contemptuous glares
Unleashing two she-hounds

A geyser of laughter that won'y subside
Dislodged from my gut
By a frenzied flash of indifference
Follows me in my casual stride

Unknown in the Rain

by Brady Miller
All was Silent
All was dark
The flash fills my ears
The rain spots my hair
The rain spots my face
Mixing with tears and joy.
Atop an unknown cement block
I sit
Technically alone, yet emotionally content
Eyebrows hold drops of rain for short periods of time
The sky has fully opened itself
And the rain is flooding my surroundings
Making eye contact with an unknown person
Uncomprehensible
No need for candles or fancy clothes
No need for money or material objects
I am in awe of something I hadn't known
Drops of water slide down my face and neck
They slide across my serious mouth
And my warm feeling eyes
Raining, pouring, flooding
And I don't even have time to shiver

Studies in Destiny #2

by Callie ...
I made love to the golden boy last night
he told me I was fabulous
"Darling, you were fabulous"
I had hippe hair last night
and a Gemini and an arm
I was simply ravishing
glowing from my eyes
and Juliet, she said to me "you're a silken, faerie saint"
and the rain man called me queenie
and the rain man stood beside me
I was in a chariot with newspaper on its wings
and I felt like aphrodite
and I knew I had wings
Yes, I was flying
Baby Blue's baby girl and underneath and behind me
all around
was an entire world if iciness and moonbeams
and great big men in tiny lamps
a great big world of little girls
who get lingerie and pigtails
with silverin their teeth
the golden boy said, "darling, there's silver in your teeth"
and far off crazy notions that like to seduce the truth.

Armageddeon

by Nicole Sanders
One comes from the bowels of Earth,
devoid of laughter, song or mirth.
The fire of hell runs in his veins.
All is darkness, strife and pain.
For it is lost, and all is gone.
Nothing's right, and all is wrong.

One comes from the heart of the clouds,
His voice is strong and thund'rous loud.
The light of God shines in his eyes,
truth of life without man's lies.
Love and joy, eternal in time,
Kind and golden, caring, benign.

The Battle between Heaven and Hell,
the crack of fire, ring of bell.
The flight of bird, the rush of wind:
a fight between our sacred and sin.
And every heart stills a beat,
simultaneous stopping feet...
And everyone turns their eyes
to the warriors of the skies.

The two combatents scream the cry;
of this war, you'll see one die.
Below, above: coverage on Earth
as immortal powers strain and Birth.
A golden blaze, etarnal light!
A spell of black, and demon fright!
The boiling seas and angels song...

ARMAGEDDEON!.......the Clash is on!

Atop you

by Sara Meadows
Facing up and pinned down
what a way to be
your power seemed to blind me
it was getting hard to see

Perhaps if I pushed a bit harder
my body you sure did clutter
I didn't have room for much
I didn't have room to shudder

Friends had warned me all the time
but you wouldn't know how that goes
You are a bitter wretched slime
it it time for you to know

You know how to kill a tick?
you light it until it burns
I'm striking up a match, babe
and honey it's your turn

So stand there in your corner
I'm cracking your bastard shell
Keep wishing you were under me
And burn there in my hell

Autumn Hearts 1

by Giang Tran
With my heart like autumn leaves I fall in love
It is pure white like the feathers of a dove
Freash, like the water from a love spring
Precious, like a dream only an angel can bring.

A wish in your eyes, or is it sunlight
that dances in from my mind from day to night?
Your smile, the imprint of dawn that drives me wild
But a moment of your touch makes me feel like a child

Your lips gleam like morning dews
which taste like raindrops that wash me anew
kiss me once and you'll know how I feel
Like the first time I learn our love is real.

Whisper to me your most inner desire
in music and rhymes like that of a choir
Take me from my dreams into your arms
Fill my heart with all your love and charms

Oh, autumn bliss, oh autumn breeze
Blow me your kiss so time will freeze
Two hearts, one star, shining through the galaxy
you are my heart, my soul, my exctasy...

Hollow Walls

by Suzeanne Peak

Can you see it is not silence that I crave
But understanding?
Is a moment of your time too much to share,
too much for you to offer
to one who has given so fully
of herself for so long?
You swear to the Gods that I have your heart --
perhaps I merely rent the space.
I come last in your thoughts, in you actions;
Enen the blind could see where I stand
In the scheme of things.
What has become of 'We?'
There is naught but you and I.
So painful alone, we sit together
in a room of broken dreams
and promises.
Is this to be the final fate,
does the bloom of once great love
merely fade,
or did it die long ago?
I cannot go on this way!
There must be more to life than this!
26 August 1996

Untitled

by Vincent S. Hill
submitted by Katie Weichert
_{used with permission}

Silently, an errant thought falls from my minds eye,
and fades unseen into my subconcious.
The sparking of synapses sends impulses to nerves that do not feel.
Images register on eyes that are blind, but still can see,
thoughts course my mind, like a crashing sea.
Focus lets go it's narrow hold.
My thoughts are broken, hard and cold.
A terrible emptiness filling me,
as outside faces on my mind do play.
I awaken to the rising sun of another day.
As I stare at the sun with eyes brand new,
my mind is filled with thoughts of you.