Today I found a blue balloon
Lurking languid in the yard
Bouncing low along it tormented
My large but yellowish guard dog
I carried with me red frustration
All to unleash upon said pet
But when the blue peeked out from prickles
My anger turned into green get
To save deflating bright from grey
Brown winter branches how they tried
But I was quick to reach and rescue
So I could hide blue joy inside
-a.r.
A photo of my blue balloon
Abyss between Us
Where words are always obscured
Those wretched echoes
-a.r.
Painting: Abyss, by Luke Hillestad
This poem is a product of life, Lacan, Barthes, and my own Lover’s Discourse.
Early spring weather
Makes me want to go away
To madness, with You
-a.r.
Photo: We are All Mad Here
by YasminNich at deviantart.com
I am tenacious
Like condensation
In these conditions
There is no stopping it
Only quick placing
Of a coaster
Or mopping it
Make no mistake
I will leave a ring
On all your best pieces
-a.r.
Bearing my witness
To the difficult that is
My haunted practice
-a.r.
Art: Witness, by MyVictorianSecret
Found on deviantart.com
Dry
Dying
When there is nothing else
for the body to eject
Because there is nothing left
that it wants
to ingest
Desire drifts
but old habits die
difficult
There is always that last look
back
at the water dish
A standing over it
remembering when it was
once palatable
Wishing
Still there is reluctance
to lie down
and accept fate
Sometimes the memory of drive
is worse than
its demise
It is clear that this creature
wants to fight
Dying
Dry
-a.r.
Photograph: dry as a bone, by sivel12001
Found on deviantart.com
Your first gasp, made me yell. Your second gasp made me cry. Your last gasp, made you die.
-Leia Resnick, age 10
(Writing as DestinyShaker on Wattpad)
The above is a poem written by my daughter about holding our 20 year old cat, Oliver, as he died tonight. I am so proud of her for so many reasons…but mostly because she was so brave and unafraid to be with death. I could not have written better words than she tonight.
Joy
I have no words
They burst forth
Like orgasm
And I am left
A shuddering mess
Empty and desperate
Wanting more
Of what came before
And this is why
I despise
Joy
-a.r.
Photograph: Orgasm by Mike 3008
Found on deviantart.com
My blue candy heart
Shown with the thawing snow, Quick,
Feast before love fades
-a.r.
Photo by me
My body has abandoned me
It left
Nothing but a heavy hole inside
My chest
I lift my fists from pockets deep
To feel
Both sweaty clench and winter chill
Surreal
To let these worlds inside and out
Combine
Almost presents as possible this
Time
-a.r.
Painting by Catherine Maroney, found here: https://www.etsy.com/listing/202460460/original-oil-painting-hands-underwater
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