Brian O'blivion
Brian O'blivion
Jul 1, 2013

somenightsilightacandle4u
and watch it burn

in a perfect world

what if i were a blonde bombshell
Ashley Garza
Ashley Garza
May 13, 2013      May 14, 2013

what if i were a blonde bombshell

would it be different if i changed

would it be a little better

could i be a pulse on your radar

a blip on the screen

a little bit of static flipping through the channels

or maybe just me

could i have a place in line

a moment of your time

would it be different if i changed?

patient yet forlorn on saint valentine's day

People wonder why I forgive.
I wonder why they don't.
Mistakes are taken.
They happen.
It is a duty,
A necessity to forgive.
To apologize for others,
When they won't for herself.

My dad asks me why I let myself get used,
I tell him
We use amazing things every day and smile.
He doesn't get it.

Every plus has a minus.

Taite A
Sep 4, 2012

having decided that your duty is to bring music
and a little bit of danger to the lifeless streets

of suburbia, you draw yourself up as a rebel with a cause,
hold your arms out like the spirals of the milky way,

sending the glowing children congregating around you
into a feverish whirl, because space is curved

and so are the suburbs you traversed across to bring them here,
winding through hills and streets to conduct

this sermon on a mount, so even the things that
appear to move straight are really spinning around.

you have stolen your father’s turntable,
and his old records, and his oversized coat,

and while the sunset begins to stain things
in a golden light, you put the needle

on the vinyl and open old wounds
while the only voice you have ever loved

claws its way out of the box and into
the grooves of the sky, making the stars

scratch and whir, and time instead
settles into the beats, breaks its lineage,

and begins to, like everything, spin.

Sarah
Sarah
Mar 21

You're love.
You're the bite, the sting...
the words that are hanging on my jaw.

You're my little bird.

Coop Lee
Coop Lee
Mar 29

i shared a cherry red sleeping bag with you.
fire flicker licked the cool
calm
thigh of night.

you were cold,
        so i held you.
i was bored,
        so you got me high.
we were stoned,
        so we laughed.

the beach and the breeze, &
             your soft little -

that sweetest of nights.

morning came,
so i went surfing with orofino and marmalade.
when i returned:
                     you were gone.
                     my backpack and shoes were gone.
                     my smile was gone.
                     i was gone.

previously published in the Atticus Review
http://atticusreview.org/oregon-blonde/
#love   #fire   #lost   #you   #sweet   #cherry   #high   #soft   #beach  
With her blonde hair down and her pink shades on
stevie g
stevie g
May 22      May 23

With her blonde hair down and her pink shades on
Rocking like some cool chick back in Eighty One
Tight blue jeans and black diamante shirt
Sun kissed shoulders and a licence to flirt
A heart of glass empty and requiring more
Bottle of red wine emotions she couldn’t pour
She said she would call me one way or another
Left me hanging on the telephone for some other
And now the tide is high and I’m right back at the start
An atomic bomb just exploded and raptured my heart

of the little, strawberry blonde girl,
Dak
Dak
Apr 19

What I hate most
is the image you left in my head
of the little, strawberry blonde girl,
following me everywhere I go.

because
you were the one too afraid to move on.
And i was the one begging for forever.

So you handed me
this perfect idea,
of me and you
and this fictitious child.

and i fell in love with us.
the future.
and you left
and stole from me a life id yet to live.

But damn,
how badly I wish
I could live in that fantasy.

Where at least,
you still love me.

#love   #heartbreak   #future   #dreams  
you’re one hot blonde,
Raj Arumugam
Raj Arumugam
Oct 9, 2010

I think
you’re one hot blonde,
Sun babe;
on this side of the universe
no one’s as hot as you

 
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