Joseph the Dreamer: Favorites

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Weekend

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Llahi Fuego

Weekend

Saturday night, offered to read your palm

When I don't even know how to read palms,

It was just an excuse to get to touch you.

And oh, touch you I did,

All over.

Sunday morning, nursing hangovers with scenic strolls,

Holding hands

Until our palms get sweaty and we let go.

And next weekend we'll do this again,

All over.

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Little Blips of You

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

JR Macfadden

Little Blips of You

Little blips of you in the mornings

delicious sights and opulent tastes

night time wet and sleepy all day

summers swimming in pa pa lake

little blips of you so so exhausted

resting slightly upon my shoulder

waking in the rage of sunset fires

little blips in my mind's photography

of magnesium flash bulb memories

when you were here alive with me...

Copyright 2010

Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it.
- Anais Nin

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Entitled! to my opinion..

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Tilly

Entitled! to my opinion..

Exploding!
.. as it does these days
from lovely little me.
Both lovers verse and vitriol
are flowing out in seas.
Erupting!*
.. she's this lioness
with lap top on her knee.
Exposing!
thoughts in black & white
for ALL the World to see.

Everything is given.
How sorry should I be?

When
Search Engines find her roaring.

"Who
does she write about?"

So with poetic justice, I'm busted!

Why*
the truth hurts
without a doubt!

Inspired by my charming walking companion, Edward, after his comments on Single Mamma Swag :)
I wanted to explore the difference between writing me and me (She and I) and the possible consequences thereafter.

**** and Blast! that Save poem as 'Public' button ...

*cheeky wink*

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

I Gave Your Voice To the Sun

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Odi

I Gave Your Voice To the Sun

I gave your voice to the sun
I tried to catch the stars in my hands
But they fell through and cut me
Sliced my fingers into two

There is nothing in the sky but your silence
Looks like the sun burned the sound of music away
And the stars sparkle on the floor from when they landed here
As for me I am nowhere
Nowhere

I tried to give your voice to the sun
But the sound of music burned away
And the stars, they fell one by one
Cut my hands away
Tried to give you to the sun

Our moon is incompatible
November's cold and grey
You have ***** fingernails
Whereas I try to wash the dirt away

And what I once thought was music
Was just the sound of a thousand shattering stars
And what I once thought was beautiful
Was merely a thousand glittering scar's

You are a silly little man-child
And I am just a little girl
But as for me, I am tired
Of the blunt beauty of this world

I am on Pluto dear
You are on Mars
We sold each other out honey
We destroyed the stars

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Take that mask off

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Odi

Take that mask off

He said you had the eyes of an insomniac
And hands that shake like they're looking for some unfathomable answer

                                                                                                            Searching, restless, uneasy.
You make no eye contact because no one looks back quite the same
Their eyes are like your hands
                                                                               Restless, searching

There is chaos in your sleep so you get no rest
                                                                                    Headaches and pills
And you have people you would die for
And you would die if they did
You have parents who would die for you
But you would die anyway
                                     For nothing
                                     For anyone
Any excuse to leave
He said you have the eyes of a haunted angel
                                                            Such emotion made you uncomfortable
You said it wasn't anything makeup couldn't fix
He said
"Take that mask off."

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Single Mamma Swag...

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Tilly

Single Mamma Swag...

Deadbeat dad,
you can't compete with the patter of tiny feet.

Forever...
Shall I strive to be Mum & Dad in spite of thee.

You had your chance and made your choice
(..."and missed so much" in the saddest voice).

So distant, both in words and deeds,
both empty since you sowed the seed.

He was made with love, only mine.
So listen now...
We'll be just fine!

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Tangled...

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Tilly

Tangled...

Fragile but deadly.
The early morning dew glistens on the spiders web.

I understand that spider more each passing day,
as our own web slowly grows.

Uniquely beautiful she caught us willingly
with her true realities ignored.

Collecting the tiniest of details,
we decorated the silken strands with our memories and dreams,

Tangled in the bejewelled abyss is where we'll wait,
amongst our pleasure and the poison.

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

perspective ( poem for a children's book I wrote)

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Tearani C

perspective ( poem for a children's book I wrote)

Here in a strange world is a girl,
who lived in a town,
where everything was turned around.
She sat in the sky up on a cloud,
and said as she thought aloud...
why wouldn't it be strange to live upside-down?
where things don't fall up but always fall down?

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

Willing Ignorance

Apr 2012 Joseph the Dreamer

William Fredrick Bissette

Willing Ignorance

You view the world from your prison's lone window
not knowing that your cell is unlocked.
You spend all your days collecting those rays
not caring how often you're mocked.
You waste all your hours counting the flowers
waiting for the clock's final tock.
If only you knew how you're like a shrew
you could easily come out of that box.