Lately
December 30, 2008
Lately I’ve been missing your hands
but missing your hands is like missing water when it rains
what’s the point?
Lately I’ve been seeing your face in strangers
but reminding myself to forget how beautiful you are
what’s the point?
what’s the point
When I know that I’m bound to change?
Even if change comes slow
I’m bound
bound
bound
bound to watch you go.
Lately I’ve been wondering if you think about my hands
but wondering only leads me to…
what’s the point
When I know that I’m bound to change?
Even if change comes slow
I’m bound
bound
bound
bound to watch you go.
For Her.
December 21, 2008
When you can’t wait for your walk to be done
or for the next year to chase a setting sun
just to watch it fall
and it falls every time…
When you find that you’re running to hard
and you can’t seem to find that northern star
just to watch it fall
and it falls every time…
When you look around and find that you’re alone
and you summon your will just to pick up the phone
just to watch it fall
and it falls ever time…
Don’t you see
you’re in good company?
Don’t you see
when you need me…
and you can’t wait for the days light to end
and you find that your thoughts are tricking you again
and you need me
you can have me
when you need me
you can have me
you can have me
every time
every time.
Snowcake
December 19, 2008
The 2006 movie ‘Snowcake’ left me stunned and reeling in emotions.
Directed by Marc Evans and written by Angela Pell, Snowcake delivers a simple story uncluttered with the mess of blockbuster needs.
The story is simple, as simple as everyday life is to every one of us. As simple as breathing, though Life itself may be a difficult task. Actors Alan Rickman and Sigourney Weaver along with a slew of others capture the sense of the story by carving out beautifully individual characters.
Indeed, in writing this “review” I am torn between wanting to talk about the qualities of the acting and photography or the human element that is presents so elegantly.
I personally am fascinated with the particular emotions of lonliness, regret, and shame… but more importantly how individuals with vast vivid histories that are so unlike any others find a commonality between complete strangers.
There was a lot of hype when this movie came out about autistic awareness, but the movie posits a far greater reach and resocance of tender human connectivity.
(sorry for the scattered content, I told you I was new at this.)
Blackbird
December 13, 2008
Leave me quietly
Leave me alone
Leave me wondering
about your mysterious ghost
Leave me
Help me to whisper
Help me to hide
Help me to concieve
All of your truthful lies
Help me
I hear the blackbird sing
Blackbird carry me
And I see you
I see you turn away
I hear the blackbird
Raise me to light
Raise me to God
Raise me to remember
the insignificance we are
Raise me
If not then leave me
Leave me alone
Leave me in the shadow
Of your mysterious ghost
Leave me
I hear the blackbird sing
Blackbird carry me
And I see you
I see you turn away
I hear the blackbird
A Poem in A Minor
December 12, 2008
Turn over
Crack your back again,
pretending (hoping) not to care.
Lay down, old man.
That line echoes hard in a dark room.
Tick tock…
ha ha…
tick tock…
if you bend your ear you will hear it too:
Time, laughing at you.
I’m curling upwards,
resonating in new places
remembered by the reflection of older memories.
tick.
Talk.
