the act of being fruit

the act of being fruit;

a slight cherry condition
looming over the mango prophecy

...

read the rest

I made a Dalek Cake!!! for a special dr who party i'm going to tomorrow night to show some of ryan and my friends the last three episodes of the most recent series of dr who, should be a real tear jerker, and this cake will make them all smile again. Eat the Dalek!!

handyman

handyman magazine--
which we recieve periodically
only due to the fact that
the previous inhabitants
of this particular address
happened to have call
for such a guiding light--
suggestes storing
all your handyman magazines
in cereal boxes cut
at aesthetic angles,
so i put ryan's fangorias
in a fruitloops box.

bits and parts of

been writing just like what it sounds like... incompletes, pieces of poems, nothing worth noting in fact.

lines like "how is it the weatherman smiles on a day like this one?" and "history is being written by the channel 7 news and 9" "when they smile and say 'it sort of makes you want to cry' / when they giggle like children and say 'your ..." end of that one not done yet, see, incoplete pieces.

but felt i should share those pieces anyway.

i'm struggling, again, with a nation-wide crisis, but this time there's no enemy so we blame ourselves and each other. civilization vs nature, nature comes out on top every time, no matter how stubborn civilization can be. our nature comes back to us and we open ourselves to those who need us. and i'm stuggling to juxtapose myself against the reality of my country; wondering, does it define me in any way?

blisttered

let me know which version you prefer, i know the variables are small, but it's the smallest details that make poetry what it is...

version 1:

in a blisster of affection
she gave herself without shield or shuffle.
then in the storm, he took her
by the hand and foot to lie with him
until it passed.

version 2:

in a blisster of affection she gave herself
without shield or shuffle.
then in the storm, he took her
by the hand and foot
to lie with him until it passed.

version 3:

in a blisster of affection
she gave herself without shield or shuffle.
then in the storm, he took her
by the hand and by the foot
to lie with him until it passed.

version 4:

in a blisster of affection
she gave herself without shield or shuffle.
then amidst the storm, he took her
by the hand and foot to lie with him
until it passed.

version 5;

in a blisster of affection
she gave herself without shield or shuffle.
and in a storm, he took her
by the hand and foot to lie with him
until it passed.


---- or the elements you like best of each bit... in the comments, write me out the version you like best... this will be fun