"jareth" poems
I see a large, muscular men
He is strong, like hen.
Look at your chin.
He comes up to me.
"what's up good lookin?"
I romantically gaze in his eyes.
"get away from me, you creep, this is a library."
The man pants heavily, with his bulge in his right hand.
He steals my little brother and does the magic dance.
All of a sudden, it consumes me.
The bulge is life.
I am the bulge.
The bulge is the labyrinth.
We are the bulge.
Bulge.
The bulge.
David Bulge Bowie.
Jareth
The bulge.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 1:46 AM UTC
I’ve always had a thing
for strange, dark men
it started at Jareth’s glam teased mullet,
winged eyeliner, magic dance moves,
smooth af tights and goth orb raving
no ******* wonder
I ended up with the Goblin King
trying to take my baby away
locking me in mazes
just fear me, love me, do as I say…
and when that chilly November
shook me awake
finally
the words I kept tasting
over and over
on my thawing lips:
you have no power over me
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 1:38 PM UTC
Acrylic, watercolor, oil, pigment, ink, fresco.
The brushes gliding across the paper like Goblin King Jareth in the ballroom.
The colors are beautifully radiant, even more so than the sun.
The water blends with the paints, invoking a visually appealing swatch of color.
A shade placed with a tint, bringing forth a new and equally unique hue.
The colors spiral like Edgar’s mind.
Laying colors down to make a masterpiece,
leaving me at peace.
When the piece dries, it creates a whole new world.
If you’re lucky, your piece is presented to the world.
You feel like Picasso showing off how talented you are.
Then you start over fresh.
The new sketches that you hate,
you feel like a four-year-old scribbling.
The gestures, the movement, the eraser marks that are so prominent.
The marks stand out like the Berlin wall.
You will try and try and try until you start over.
You give up for now,
until you start anew again.
A million blank pages pile over with your failures.
The failures are endless, so you give up.
Until tomorrow,
when you start again,
and again,
and again.
Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 10:23 AM UTC