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Mar 2019 sadsalt

Nat Lipstadt

being a poet is not planned

~for Gabriella Garcia~

~~

a sixteen old soul says she understands,
being a poet is not planned,
forcing an old mans re-collection of the first time,
he made love to a virginal white
papyrus with muscles trembling,
body bent, chest bursting a rockets red glaring,
eyes marking the sheets with salty drip spots

what possessed the wrist veins
to wrest a cheap ballpoint pen to transfuse pain,
in a semaphore of uncoded ink blotches,
what was he thinking

was he thinking?

that it was an ejection
that it was an *******
that it was a tribulation expiation
that it was a tribute explanation?

that it was an injection
that it was a circumspection inspection
that it was a circumscision surgery of emotional complexion
excising an infection with a written genuflection?

try, but no might, the first is subsumed
by the thousands that followed dutifully
though his one poem flawless, expertly recalled,
it will always be the next,
and unplanned just like this one too

who anointed his brow, the hair and forehead,
with oil pure, dripping down onto, into his cut cain marker,
who is not answering a query relentless
is this his plan, his appointment,
is this his flawed excellence,
is this his imperfect penance perpetual?

knowing well and full
now

the unplanned is his plan,
it’s his faceted flaws
that refract his coloraturas

~~

upon this he reflects,
praying that
god protect the
young poets
from planning
____
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2893127/unplanned

2-26-2019
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/567944/a-flawless-poem-june-2014/

#being #*** #poet #is #not #planned

Mar 2019 sadsalt

Sea, My Love

Mar 2019 sadsalt

Sydney Victoria

Sea, My Love

I love it when she’s blue,
I love it when she’s gold,
I love it when she’s silver,
I love it when she’s cold,
I love it when she’s quiet,
I love it when she’s bold,
I love it when she’s calm,
I love it when she folds
I love her for her secrets,
I love her for her songs,
I love her for her rights,
I love her for her wrongs,
I love it when she moves me,
When she pulls me,
When she soothes me,
I love it when she’s red,
I love it when she’s gray,
I love it when she’s mine,
I love it when she strays,
I love her for her warmth,
I love her for her stare,
I love her for her depths,
I love her for her care.

I’m in love with ocean. Her beauty, her grace. The secrets she harbors, the life she gives to all creatures. I love the way she holds me & makes me feel free. I am euphoric, I can see her now. No caps because I am truly meek in her presence.

Mar 2019 sadsalt

unconditionally

Mar 2019 sadsalt

skye

unconditionally

love is a currency
we're willing to pay
but can't afford
when the favor
is not returned.

a little twist on love

Oct 2018 sadsalt

‪i don’t wanna live anymore‬

Oct 2018 sadsalt

waffle

‪i don’t wanna live anymore‬

‪i don’t wanna live anymore‬
‪well probably because‬
‪i already saw everyone‬
‪i drew different faces on my mind everyday‬
‪they appeared in my dreams every night‬
‪they’re blurry and happy‬

‪i don’t wanna live anymore‬
‪well probably because‬
‪i already felt everything ‬
‪sometimes i imagine that i do‬
‪sometimes i just felt everything at once‬

‪i don’t wanna live anymore‬
‪well probably because‬
‪my whole existence has been something‬
‪i never really wanted‬
‪and i’m just obliged to live this life‬

‪i don’t wanna live anymore‬
‪well probably because‬
‪i could already picture my future‬
‪i’ll be dead and that’s the end.‬

I think of this every night and every day. Anyhow, death still scares me.

#death