Third Eye Candy: Favorites

Mar 2013 Third Eye Candy

Yhurstruly

My love for my lover is
    quiet
on the outside.
     loud
on the inside.
just    as    the    roaring    river    of    fire    within    a    volcano.
I am an earthquake within this skin.

Mar 2013 Third Eye Candy

Third Wheel Things.

Mar 2013 Third Eye Candy

Conor O'Leary

Third Wheel Things.

The expendable existence.
That uncomfortable rat on your skin.
The cut in your gums that bleeds when you chew.

The last feasible member to fit on an ascending elevator.
Warm.
Hot.
Itching.

The spinach in your teeth.
The tear in your jeans located too close to “there”
The treacherous unzipped jean fiasco.

That crumb on your face.
Where is it?
‘To the left’
Is it gone?
‘A little more’
How ‘bout now?
‘Got it.’

The untied shoe.
The untucked shirt.
The eyelash stranded on your face.

The rainy wedding day.
The gold earring under the fridge.
The luggage thats flying to London instead of Zimbabwe.

These are the unwanted little honeybees of everyday being.
cracked mirrors, guitar-snapped strings,
welts of fire and third wheel things.

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

Sauntered into submission

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

JM

Sauntered into submission

Searched for my virtue.
Wandered, found my vice instead.
Been there ever since.

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

5:48 am. Tuesday morning sadness.

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

Harley Rae

5:48 am. Tuesday morning sadness.

I am so tired of loving and not being able to show it.
I am so tired of being loved and not feeling it.
I am so tired of saying, “I’m doing alright, how about you?”
When I don’t give a **** how you are doing. And I’m not alright. I’m far from alright.
You’re stupid enough to have to ask and I hate you, I hate you, I hate you for being so dumb. For everything.
But you are so lovely and so extraordinary that I have to love you.
And I am so dumb for letting my emotions control my words.
And I am so sorry for being unhappy and not being everything you’ve ever wanted.
And I am just so sad.
So sad about my life, being alone, being ugly.
Sad that death is an impending doom. Sad that I’ve run out of drugs and cigarettes to fuel me.
Sad that I’m in love.
Sad that you’re dumb.
Sad that I hate you.
Sad that I’m dumb.
Sad that I love you.
Sad that I’m weak.
But really, I’m just sad that I am sad.

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

I Once Was A Thief

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

Jennifer

I Once Was A Thief

I saw madness in his hands
shaped like a path straight to me
straight thru me
I pretended
I was shy
He thought he knew me

Fingers stained
primary colors
                               he'd told this story before
and bold strokes,
he painted his home

Across my skin
a wilderness
awakened
while my eyes
closed                  to heat with no sun
He whispered
thru the trees
Once Upon A Time
causing the leaves to rustle
and shake
making me
lose direction         I was lost
forget I was
civilized

Sense[s] turned savage
I moved against him
stealing his story
with friction
and cannibal drums
Quick breath
                        words without manners
devouring his pallet
till the colors ran together
wet and
undistinguished
He became lightening then
heavy pulses of
electric and heat
swallowed
I was thunder

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

not quite yet.

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

Cass

not quite yet.

i've learned
that sometimes it hurts
a thousand times more
when you're aching
for something that hasn't happened
(yet)

and sometimes,
the things you haven't (yet) done
cause you more guilt
than the things you have

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

Divergence

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

Ashe L Bennett

Divergence

.    Father, I have seen you
haunting my footsteps,
     judging harshly my own
actions, and I fear that
     I will follow the way
you have chosen for me.
     But that path, however
narrow, is not where my
     heart lies, and so on
I go, my own way. Will
     you forgive me? Or,
perhaps, when all is said
     and done, the question
to be answered is,
     can I forgive you?

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

"Your caresses are..."

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

Ashe L Bennett

"Your caresses are..."

Like a spring creek, merrily trickling over the
tiny rounded pebbles in its bed, so glad
to be free of the winter.

Like the thousand and a million and the one
voices that make up the ROAR
of the largest, most glorious waterfall in the world.

Like a butterfly delicately gracing the cheek
of its favorite rosy flower,
swaying in the summer breeze.

Like the glorious vibrancy of fall, the leaves
playfully dancing in the wind, the world
alight with a thousand brilliantly colored leaves.

Like the unwritten poetry of a wintery
field, snuggled tightly under the blanket of
pristine, shimmering snow.

I think that I might love you -
I just wanted to let you know.

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

Earth's Star slipping down...

Feb 2013 Third Eye Candy

Ashe L Bennett

Earth's Star slipping down...

Earth's Star slipping down
beyond the horizon, wind
in my hair, blowing

cold prickles up and
down my skin; though desolate,
the stark beauty of

the sight strikes me to
my core, ignites my soul, and -
to myself - I think

I wish to Live

A gift for George Arkley, as promised!

Poem inspired by this link: http://fineartamerica.com/featured/4-sunset-santorini-greece-colette-hera-guggenheim.html

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