phrasemuffin: Bare: A Pop Opera (grammar crisis)
( Jun. 4th, 2008 02:10 pm)
It falls as always
Like any other day
It’s purple today
With tiny golden stars
Falling from the heavens
Exploding on the pavement
And on the leaves of trees

And the birds
They’re singing
Just as they did yesterday
Today they sing a requiem
With voices like chipmunks
Or children on helium
Mourning the forest
Burnt away by the rain

Even men and women,
And the children, too;
They are as ever
Not quite;
They have moved to concrete deserts
Where the forests used to be
Forests of wood and animals
Not concrete and brick

And they fly in steel-clad clouds
All silver-lined and golden-tailed
With engines thundering along
Their fumes making friends
In rain drops

It's been ages since I've written anything, but... I dunno, thinking about Alice in Wonderland, the concept of a nonsense poem, and a few other things (I think one of them may have been talking to [ profile] kayloulee about the Requiem concert at a point just before writing)... well, I was just sort of inspired. It started out with the intention of being a nonsense poem - purple rain with little stars in every droplet, like a thousand microcosmoses - but then it sort of grew, developed, changed.

The line:
Falling from the heavens
Exploding on the pavement

was originally:
Falling from the heavens
Exploding on the sidewalk

which was my favourite phrase in the whole thing, except that it sounded far too American - we say "footpath", not "sidewalk". The only problem with "footpath" is that it sounds too natural, too earthy track in the middle of a forest, too soft; "sidewalk" just has a cheery, out-of-the-way-ness to it that is obviously man-made, but not too heavy - it provides a nice contrast to "exploding" and sort of deadens it (no pun intended), and, as a line, "exploding on the sidewalk" provides a nice contrast to "falling from the heavens"; "falling" is rather dangerous, which is funny because it's coupled with the grace of heaven, whereas "exploding" is made rather cheery and mundane by the sidewalk. I guess "pavement" is just a compromise, being mundane yet blocky and sturdy without the cheery charm of "sidewalk".

"Concrete jungles" is also bothering me. It's a little cliche, but I haven't been able to come up with anything else quite as good, anything else with quite the same contrasty bastardisation to it.

Thoughts? Suggestions? Rare gems?
phrasemuffin: Bare: A Pop Opera (Celestial Escape)
( Dec. 22nd, 2005 08:05 pm)
When shadows fall
and night is all...

When light is gone
and you need the gun...

When all you want
is to cry your soul dry...

When the pain numbs your mind
and you wish for the cycle to rewind...

When all you want
When all you fear
When all you loved
When all you hold dear

When all that you hated
When all that you dread
When all that you desire
When the pounding in your head

When all that is
and all that was
is now
and then
and is ever after

When it all crumbles up
and all boundaries are lost

When the sky is the earth
and the flame is the frost

just release
let go
be free
let go
phrasemuffin: Bare: A Pop Opera (Default)
( Nov. 30th, 2005 10:58 pm)
What else is there to say?

I want to fall asleep in your arms
Lie awake in your love
Feel the warmth of your touch
Brush against my skin

I want to be there for you when
All the world cannot see
Just how amazing your heart can be
And how fragile

I want to be the one
To make you smile
After the longest, hardest, most gruelling day
With but a simple kiss

I want you to be in love with me
But I know the saddest truth
You despise me and all I stand for…

What else is there to say?
phrasemuffin: Bare: A Pop Opera (Default)
( Oct. 10th, 2005 06:29 pm)
Light and Shadow
profane the light that raised you
used you and abused you
gave everything it had for you
and loosed you on the world

rejoice the shadows that embraced you
loved you and adored you
stole your soul and shrouded you
and saved you from the world
phrasemuffin: Bare: A Pop Opera (Default)
( Oct. 6th, 2005 11:21 pm)
Ok, its long and there is a poem, but for the first post in a while, its ok )

From Identity )

the spider )

this was written when i found a spider in the sink of my bathroom - it seemed to be trying to get out, and the words just seemed to fall out of my head ... again

the boy aka blue pencil poem )

written during ... um ... to be honest, i am not sure, but it was either Geography, Chemistry or a study period, or at home doing homework for Geo or Chem, because those two subjects share a common book at times.

the others )

definately written during Chem - it was one of Professor X's "holiday classes" where he does nothing but give us worksheets at the beginning or tells us to do our own work. we haven't had one in a while, which is good for two reasons.
1. it means that his diabetes is keeping under control - his "holidays" were usually when he was feeling pretty shitty because of low insulin (or so he blames - he definatey does have the illness, but the side effects i am unsure of. i still give him the benefit of the doubt though, as i have seen him go off to "shoot up" just after class with his insulin pressure-injection pen thingy - its yellow, so its all good)
2. we have gotten sooooo far behind in chem it is no longer funny when i speak to people outside of my school about it. not that it was ever really funny or anything, its just that, now, instead of laughing it off, i collapse into a heap and begin sobbing. well, i do on the inside ... sorta.
phrasemuffin: Bare: A Pop Opera (yummy cake of yellowness)
( Jun. 26th, 2005 07:51 pm)

never can you see ahead
when sun is faded
moon is dead

on the path you cannot see
there lies the bodies
of you and me

we shall fall as all must do
we shall fall as all will do
we balme it on Destiny, Fate and Chance
but we would see the truth, if only we did glance
at the path we cannot see
on the road to Eternity
phrasemuffin: Bare: A Pop Opera (Default)
( Jun. 21st, 2005 08:30 pm)
i feel i need to be hugged
and i know you need to be hugged
so lets just agree to be hugged
and move on

i feel i need to be loved
and i know you don't feel you are loved
so lets just agree to be loved
and move on

we need to start again
we need to get over the pains we have caused one another
we need to start afresh
and move on

will you be the one i can count on?
will you be my forgiving sun?
will you be, once again, the star that shouts laughter?
will you promise to be my one?

we need to start again
we need to get over the pains i caused you and your lovers
we need to start afresh
and move on
phrasemuffin: Bare: A Pop Opera (Default)
( Jun. 15th, 2005 12:09 pm)
yet another of my poems - deflated yay )
phrasemuffin: Bare: A Pop Opera (Default)
( May. 31st, 2005 06:23 pm)

mock the poser
make it ring
dance around it
and with silver sting

ram the blade
pierce the heart
this cursed glade,
be torn apart
So, how is it going out there in the world of people who read my mind viathe internet?

i guess i just wanted to post something because i have been neglecting my duty to keep you all informed of the instability of my mind. so, to fuel your flames, quench your thirst and warp your mind (really it probably wont do any of these, but it should keep you all entertained until i can write another episode of the Pathetic Race)

so, here i go
i thought that i would try something a little different to my "normal" posts, going deep into my recesses and luring the shadows into light, or something like that

so, again, here i go
Those of Darkness This Way Come )


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