Julia Rae Irvine: Favorites

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

Lessons in the night of pale skin and riding crops

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

JM

Lessons in the night of pale skin and riding crops

You can get it wrong, at 1 a.m.
If you listen to the whispers
of the blue smoke.

Intentional bruises sneak in between the thunder and we build our altar on the ashes of tradition.

Now.
you are My sugar.

The drums and whistles of our dead keep rhythm as we dance alone in the cold of our
Great Nothing.

You can get it wrong at 1a.m.
If you wait for the smoke to clear.

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

character

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

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character

i don’t understand how you can say everyone is equal
say you love and respect all human beings
then turn around and spit at my friend’s feet
i love her
not the way she will love another girl someday
but is it so wrong that a single boy or girl might find a slight piece of
happiness
in the midst of this vat of cruelty we call our world

i don’t understand how you can put on such a mask, so sad about a boy’s suicide
and then laugh about a girl wounding her skin
about a boy crying late at night
my friend wanting to die
is it so unreasonable that they (we) might want an escape from
cold cruel mean torturous unkind despicable malicious hatred
you

i don’t understand how you can believe that skin color determines
character
that because of how my sister was born she is this
because of how my brother was born he is that
because now i have become your puppet
i am whatever you want me to be
whatever i am needed to be

you are not my character

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

i'm tired

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

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i'm tired

i'm tired
i want to stop running
so
badly

my lungs are flaming
my legs are throbbing
my heart is burning
i'm suffocating
i can't breathe
i
can't
breathe
please
let
me
go
please

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

Essemessic Choco-lah

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

st64

Essemessic Choco-lah

1.

Wish I could
Think up
Stacks of the best stuff
And a snippet of summat ....brilliant

To.....cheer you up.

2.

...oh...
Wait!
Tell you what :)

For now, I send you
A double-dark choc.

Essemessically, of course!

Enjoy.
Please?

3.

I am silly, I know.
But I want you to smile.

Smiling....
Proves your heart works!

And to chill.

Am I a fool?
Maybe.
Yet, do ye see the worry in my eye?
No.....I don't TINK so!

S T, 18 April 2013

Just sent a grilled steak sandwich to my son now...via email...lol

Here's some ....er...essemessic food for thought:

"Imagination is more important than knowledge."
   (Albert Einstein)

"If people never did silly things, nothing intelligent would ever get done."
(Ludwig Wittgenstein)

Chillax, poets!

:)

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

:/

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

InLove000

:/

I Didn't Knew The Value Of That Moment
''Until It Became A Memory ''

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

LAST NIGHT AND

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

Tim Knight

LAST NIGHT AND

And I saw spectres sway
in smoke and smog,
hazy gray, secretive fog.

And from the wings
of the checkerboard dance floor,
I stood, saw and adored.

And in fine finesse, finish and form,
you tore me up from the dance floor depth
and whispered odes I shall never forget.

*And what fools we were for not saying yes.
I am sorry.

@coffeeshoppoems

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

Sonnet VI: I Am Heartbroken My Husband So Dear

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

Hilda

Sonnet VI: I Am Heartbroken My Husband So Dear

I am heartbroken my husband so dear
That all my aspirations seem to die
Nor brighten your days with sunshine and cheer
And make thy heaviest burdens to fly.
Forgive my frail human attempts in vain,
Sparkling gold turned into bitter dross,
My failure to palliate ev'ry pain,
Highest dreams and goals fading into loss.
So I pray to be an ideal wife;
Make each oncoming day a golden dream
Flood radiant sunshine into your life
So each new moment doth sparkle and gleam.
O! May this humble sonnet to thee prove
Truest heartfelt token of my deep love.

**~Hilda~

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

(5w) Sure

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

R

(5w) Sure

I'm just
Not
sure anymore.

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

Crack (not the drug, but my heart)

Apr 2013 Julia Rae Irvine

R

Crack (not the drug, but my heart)

My friend asked me
"What would you have done if she'd gone?"
I sighed, played with my food for a second, and then sighed again.
"Rachel, what would you have done? Would you **** yourself as well?"
I looked up at her from my plate and the tears started flowing.
"I don't think I'd be able to live anymore, with that guilt, with the pain. I feel like life wouldn't go on without her here."

She sighed and told me she wouldn't have the guts to do the same.
I told her I think I wouldn't have the courage at first, but then I'd
Live with the pain too long and
Finally just *crack.