Posts tagged ‘poetry’
Felled Before a Whisper
You say to yourself,
“Thereupon the running river a tree has fallen and made no sound; because they who would hear it were absent when it gave up its rings
for something beneath its worth.”
A whole world of deserts could blame you for naught else but the silence of your wish.
FELLED BEFORE A WHISPER © 2013 BY SAHM ATAINE KING. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Fallen Tree by Bohemianism
Pimps and Whores
There aren’t any stars,
but heavy footsteps in heaven,
angry rain falling from the mouth
of a silver dragon, determined to burn
your flesh clean while you,
tired of donning work and dust
to cover your scars and frailties
and sins, run your fingers through
your temperamental hair over and over
just to feel as if you really are
making a difference by not letting
Delilah part from you a single strand
and the last of your strength.
Laugh, cry, and laugh some more;
life is the pimp,
and you are the whore.
OKAY ALL OF MY BEAUTIFUL FOLLOWERS, YOU NEED TO HELP BOOST THIS TWITTER ACCOUNT.
I’ve just made a twitter account because it seems to get anywhere in the publishing industry, it’s imperative that you have one.
So I’ve finally made one, and if you would like to follow me then you can, at twitter.com/writersaddress.
P.S. I’m still not a 100% sure how it works, but I wasn’t when I started this blog either so I’m sure I’ll get the hang of it!
P.P.S. follow follow!
He was assured, once,
that, in fact, tomorrow dies
the very next day.
Luckily, my friend,
the days are promiscuous
and bastards are born.
Go to Hell
Mostly in Winter,
prospects of going to Hell
fill me with great hope.
TO EVERY POET ON TUMBLR THAT SEES THIS… We Drink Because We’re Poets
First, congratulations, and you’re welcome. You are in the presence of a god. Now that I’ve gotten that wholly unnecessary show of hubris out of the way, on to my real business.
I don’t pay much attention to any of you on tumblr. Why? Fact is, I hate tumblr. I find tumblr to be a site corrupted by too juvenile mindsets, any number of reasonless assholes, and too many cliques to count. Even so, those of you who follow me, and those whom I follow in return, have gained something of my respect and admiration. I find myself wishing, sometimes, that I could write like most of you…then I remember who I am and laugh at the idea of relegating myself to being like anybody else. Even so, I’d like to share your work. Why?
Honestly, because I need material to get my Facebook page, We Drink Because We’re Poets, going. Also, while I know some of you might already be famous (tumblr famous or otherwise), there are many who are not. It never hurts to have many people sharing your work.
That all said, I am posting this to ask all of you your permission to post your work to my page. Not only will I post your work, but I will link to you in each post, and you may even get a little blurb (I understand that likely means nothing at all).
Message me here using the ask function, or just drop me a note at firstname.lastname@example.org, or, head on over to We Drink Because We’re Poets and inform me there, either by way of messaging me on my page or liking the page and posting something.
It is indeed an honor to be able to read your works, even if I don’t seem to show much interest in anyone beyond myself.
And if you’re scratching your head wondering how this can help you in any way, all I can say is, I can’t promise it will help you at all. Expose yourselves…but please keep your clothes on. I have plenty of nightmares on my own.