Tangible Memories

[Loki Wyrd]

Newspaper clippings litter the floor

of his apartment, sticking to

the bottom of his wet shoe

as he comes in from the rain.

Tangible memories soak

into the hulking mass

of black rubber--left prostrate

in the kitchen. Sitting down with

the newspaper, he takes care

in cutting out a segment.

[Loki Wyrd]

Time breathes from my window

in increments of sighs:

The long-awaited moment of release;

partial exuberance;

doubt.

Nasty little beasties crawl

out from my mouth, an exodus

into the world; growing in enormity

as they impose themselves. Lumbering

about, they recall their past

and they come

for me.

Edited May 25, 2005 by Loki Wyrd

[Appy]

I like both of these. The first has an innumerable sadness around it, and I absolutely love the way you cut up sentences. Fits perfectly.

 

The second has me totally confused on the subject, and feels slightly horrific. The first sentences makes for a whole poem already though...

 

Time breathes from my window

 

*nods* Thanks for an excellent read

[Ayshela]

*grins*

whereas i *love* the imagery of sighs coming back, "gonna getcha"

you never cease to amaze me, Loki. =)

[Peredhil]

Excellent

[Sweetcherrie]

*nods*

 

yes, very nice indeed.

[Salinye]

I liked them both, especially the first one. You're very good at creating clear images within your readers minds.

 

~Salinye