Marineair's Haikus and Shorts

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Thursday, July 17, 2008

Bring it Down

Hamstring the balance Just above, behind the knee Earth a fickle beast... *Note* This poem is one of several haikus and shorts that were inspired by and written alongside my larger project: Endgame. Please stop by my other blog to read. Thank you! Sign in to see full entry.

Iced Salival

Frozen, fused to skin I have become my desire Salivate no more... *Note* This poem is one of several haikus and shorts that were inspired by and written alongside my larger project: Endgame. Please stop by my other blog to read. Thank you! Sign in to see full entry.

Nightmare

Where do you go With burning torch in hand Casting Flickering Shadows across A wasted, barren land... Where did it all go Answers like ashes In the air Everywhere Another life Snuffed Smothered Suffocated I remember being here... Waking dreams Haunted thoughts Cold Sweaty Gasping air Remember to... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Barricade

Dropping down Behind walls of feel Lips pulled back Naked teeth Feral smile Paranoia All too real Eyes rolled back Seeing everything, nothing Everything you want Nothing you need Seeking refuge Weapon in hand Power of a cannonade Solace In a light that doesn't warm Never warms Can't forgive Can't... Sign in to see full entry.

End of the Game

Finality Comes Bringing us all to a head A pin drops in vain... *Note* I wrote this as kind of an 'attention-getter' for my other blog, where I've posted the first of 8 pieces of Endgame, a project I've been working on for a while. Thanks for reading! - Chris Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

The Perfect Sandwich

In between slices Of Japanese wheat A bed of spinach Arranged to be neat Topped with honey Slices of roast beef Torn baby swiss And fresh sour cream With just a daub Of honey mustard sweet It's the perfect sandwich Want a piece? *Yeah, yeah, I'm writing poetry in the kitchen... Sign in to see full entry.

Cry Wolf!

Cry Wolf! For surely they come Here are sheep By the flock without shepherd Without enlightenment Without thought Without a chance... Their mindless bleating Misguided applause Providing counterpoint rhythm To the hammering raindrops Bruising my heart For feast tomorrow Shall be served Sweet,... Sign in to see full entry.

Coffee

The morning's first cup An orgasmic aroma My brain functional... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Motes

Dust motes in sunlight Drifting on unseen currents What else don't I see Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Monday Morning

Work approaches fast Relaxed weekend behind me Deep breath and long sigh *Note* Yes, it's already Monday over here in Japan...sigh... Sign in to see full entry.

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