APAD 5

Apr. 5th, 2008 05:02 am
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the earth turned promisewise


When I was not the Emperor of San Francisco
Still there was a strip of unbarren ground
run into a tumble of scent and sight
in homage of domestic untranquility

When I was not the Emperor of San Francisco
There was a stand of peppers shined red
against the brick and lilies that grew
in tall discord of any plans

I was not and am not and most likely
shall never be the Emperor of San Francisco.
Still there is a strip of unbarren ground
soaking the spring rain and dreams

Of a profusion of bright tastes and sights
blending in desires of another spring.

apad 29

Apr. 29th, 2006 10:21 pm
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We change the states we live in
without changing the state we live in
it is just an exchange of which

old movie star propels the moment
of dream turning real to dream to
classic songs of other moments

other states of being that linger
like conversations in quiet tones
long after waking to simple reality.

apad 28

Apr. 28th, 2006 01:12 am
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She tries to feel her nose as
\unmasticated corn chips
fall to the floor like

antideluvian dreams of
passion on a sister's couch

They will not mock the
weeds of past sex that
whisper across the table
passing strangers
and each other

They share hopes
aspirations of prescience
sporqadically erect
in their dreamsap

apad 27

Apr. 27th, 2006 12:31 am
bardiphouka: (deathcake)
It is a way for normal people
it is a way for normal people
men all simple and women like
jet aircraft

and the blonde with cleavage
deals with the abstract issue
of having to think she finds
words that hover just beyond

their actuality and uses them
while hoping ears are distracted
by the low cut sweater bordered
by the best blonde money can buy

it is a way for normal people
but you wish sometimes
they would not.

apad 26

Apr. 26th, 2006 02:35 am
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It is a nascent wake of sorts
the cards shuffled and
reshuffled like an embryonic
memory to be kept like
an old song for later nights

but for now the old futures
are dusted off and put into
moving crates for a change
in dreams in lives
no longer postponed

when the cards and cups
are folded into the last
moment they gather for
a hug

I watch before walking
off into other times

Apad 25

Apr. 25th, 2006 05:03 am
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There are times without
strict boundaries when
I feel I am a tourist
in myself

brushing barely seen
through the words and beds
that have accumulated like
spun souvenirs

within this life
that I have come to live
that is the strange
world to myself

and people speak like memories
of other times and lives.

apad24

Apr. 24th, 2006 06:21 am
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This is not a city
of discretion or lost wages
and so there are nights
when they circle

each other warily
within the traces
of other nights
that are whispered

about in truths
or embryonic legends
and leave holes in
the ability to trust

that may mend
or may not.

apad 23

Apr. 23rd, 2006 06:21 am
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Dreadlocks deadlocked
he mutters through the
rooms his words,hungry to
eat the conversations
of others, are hooked
and heavy as he passes

sometimes only the
fish fall prey
he lets whispered
secrets balance
between their scales

the fish,
having no memory
to speak of
do not in truth know
if they mind or not.

apad 22

Apr. 22nd, 2006 01:50 am
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2AM
Talking to Jay the puck
some say the mental fuck

corvid cousin saying
that at one time poetry
flowed in and out of the
room like diamonds or
moonstruck cats leaving

trails of words and images
strewn about the tables and the
minds like spilled coffee
leaving thoughts before leaving

or that is close to what he said
my poems were busy whispering from
the bag wanting their own voices

apad 21

Apr. 21st, 2006 01:07 pm
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There are
spaces between
the spaces that
they
allow each other

spaces where
old memories
and lost dreams
curl around the
shadows

spaces where
the expectations
wait to be called
up to the
spaces between

apad 16

Apr. 16th, 2006 09:37 am
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bat flies in swift dark
loops;flittering joys in the
twilight and then leaves

apad 14

Apr. 14th, 2006 12:00 am
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The best game
ever that
when he woke up
he broke up with her
Because there is so much darkness

Around the room the scattered tables
merge the tentative touch of skin on
skin merges with the talk of
relationships by those who have
barely had relationships with
themselves

the pattern of development of
perhaps and maybe shattered in
the shy moments the centre
quiet
still
for now it holds
and the balance is maintained

apad 13

Apr. 13th, 2006 08:23 am
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He lumbers ancient leviathan
cane protuding through the
conversations knocking them
into each other

It is all just spiritual crap
Except nobody has the time to

You have to have the right points
to have a good character but
It is all about sex

He lumbers on,suspenders keeping
himself together blundering
trying to drink the room into
focus he is still the
large dark shadowm of
someone else's past/

apad 12

Apr. 12th, 2006 12:23 am
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I tell them my dream
and they call it lonely
in the dream I sit in
a crowded room, this room
awash with the scent of
coffee and ale and
conversations that will
scatter across fractured
memories at first light
I sit in this alone

and in the reality
the sound is a
human surf that
lulls me into a
state of comfort.

apad 11

Apr. 11th, 2006 05:16 am
bardiphouka: (dudley)
She turns with black
metal crystal and
freezes slices of
each moment this
is her world the
process of restoring
creation to
those created

it is the camera
which is the observer
she herself merely
touches the button
and slides into the
inbetween moments

recorded and recorder
and this was the night when
and this was the night when
and for the time it takes
the shutter
it is that night again

apad 10

Apr. 10th, 2006 11:58 am
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Tucked into the corner the
soft sound of hook and yarn

They sit amidst coffee and ale
and skeins slowly being absorbed

from loose wool in catlove balls
to something created amidst

their conversations in the wood
and ale and each other's company

They knit their words into the wool
quietly tucking the gentle laughter

They are knitting tomorrows they
are knitting friendship

They are knitting bonds as they
sit tucked into the corner.

apad 9

Apr. 9th, 2006 03:03 pm
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Not so much the unexpected but the unusual
she sits on the sofa of unexpected depth
without depth she sits in imitation
of Edwardian debutantes out of the country

for the weekend and hoping to be
considered a flapper if only
for this one night in dim lights
and the slipslung alcoholic spurts

of men to be gathering in loud
hopes of cutting through the
background of the music and
each other to be the one

the sofa yields to the aspirations
the sofa has yielded to better

apad 6

Apr. 6th, 2006 01:11 am
bardiphouka: (knightcon)
They pose as real
they recite poetry
they do dramatic readings
in between the small dramas
of each other
she reaches over and
examines the poetry of
his skin with her lips

he does not notice the
poetry orders another
drink from inside his
well rehearsed shell

apad 5

Apr. 5th, 2006 12:57 pm
bardiphouka: (shepbardi)
Step by
uncertain stumbling step
the scattered old gods
are leaving the hill

they leave behind the
whisper of potentials
the echoes of not
quite realised memory

she will not love he
will learn to love
perhaps perhaps not
why? why not? the

voices leak through
the night Coyote
smiles in the dark
and lags behind the others.

apad 3

Apr. 3rd, 2006 06:08 pm
bardiphouka: (yeats)
Coyote slide grey shadowed
under the gnarled branches

Sentinels of a land sunk
sandwise in a different time

The Joshua trees whisper to
her in the softening night

Their centuries in deep
roots welcoming her.

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