"thea" poems
pour some words into my ear
make a nice stout aural darjeeling
no need to sweeten
i like mine hot and strong
in turn, i'll steep your cochlea
Senno Rikyu at your service
master of libidinous liquids
ceremonial titillated ears
then we'll make oolong to each other
i'll brew your longing leaves
ferment your black dragon lips
sip the liquor from your *****
write it up for the society page
tea today at four and Thea pours
Feb 20, 2012
Feb 20, 2012 at 12:01 AM UTC
Last night,
I told Jupiter
to sell me one of her
many moons.
Well, you can't have
Callisto.
How about Europa?
No.
Then can Amalthea
become my own?
There was silence
in waiting
for
what
I'd expect.
it's been quite
a while
actually,
a good many months
until I remembered
that small dot of silver
hung up in my room.
just where it
belonged
I found myself too.
I spoke with Jupiter
for an hour tonight
She asked "How is Thea?"
I said,
"She's doing all right."
How good of her
to want to know.
My moon is my anchor
and I love her so.
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 2:44 PM UTC
To the brave ones who love,
Don't you ever dare apologize
For choosing a creation so clumsy
You knew it would drop your heart on its first beat
Not for the moments you chose
To let their pride scratch your heart’s surface
Until they have dug deep enough
Tears have sprung up from its depths
Not for the moments you decided to say it out loud
Hoping that maybe, just maybe,
The winds would listen and whisper it back to him
When all he sees are the marks loving has left him with
Not for thea moments you gave a little too much
That the absence of your selfishness has attracted
all your broken little pieces back into place
That it terrified them all
To the brave ones who love,
Don’t you ever dare apologize
As if the ability I have given you
Has made you a mistake
Child, your capability to love is not a defect
You must hide under your sleeves
And yes, it hurts, it will hurt most of the time
To feel so much and give so much yet receive only pity
But love,
Love still
Love when they give love
Love before they give love
Love when you wish to do so
Love when you are blinded by hate
Love when the world is filled
And love when the world has forgotten
Give it even when surrender has escaped from the lips of your own self
Because I will be there, I will be there when they have sacrificed your heart into the flames of their own greed
I will gather every last bit of the ashes and cup it so dearly
That I may breathe life into this pile they have left for the wind to blow away
And in the times you have given so much, too much,
You stare at a fogged up mirror
And the love that you seek to receive has been blurred
Remember my nail-pierced hands that have wiped the mirror clean
Because this love that I have designed for you to receive and give away
Is not a weakness to be denied to avoid being crucified as I was
Because yes, love brought me death, but child do remember
That it was also love that exhaled life back into my scarred torn up self three days later
This love that I have sewn into the thread of your identity is a love so transcendent
It has spilled into the fields and skies and have caused them to love in the way they know how
The sun in spreading its arms enveloping you with its warmth
The trees in the sacrifice of their leaves in the hopes that just one would land on your palms
And of men- of faint smiles, of thank you's, of pats in the back, of poems whose letters your face it creates
So love
Love with every beat of your taped up collapsing heart
I will make it new everyday
Love with the touch of your cut up fingers
I will close them up with my nail pierced hands
Because I am love and I am with you
To the brave ones who love,
Don't you ever ever dare apologize
For choosing a creation so clumsy
You knew it would drop your heart on its first beat
Because I never did.
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 6:06 AM UTC
I walk alone on this sorrowful shore,
Lungs fill with spite, my heart drowning at sea.
Memory fleeting; lost thoughts of before,
Before summer nights, the waves, you and me.
Hazel spice warms my eyes, and gives me hope;
Auburn drapes down the visage of white light.
Sunlight, some see sacred, while I praise snow,
Snow kissed with autumn leaves, without blight
She walks alone, upon the bitter sand,
Exhaling ocean winds, bringing me back home.
Earthly angel, reach out and clasp my hand;
Thea, come sit on my nautical throne.
We the king and queen of this western shore,
Let us rule this sea; be alone no more.
Sep 22, 2012
Sep 22, 2012 at 7:25 PM UTC
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Health. Fiosrachadh eaar tha na dhealaichte
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is tiachias novir bhit, imelegumi, mistakenly
adopted deireadh. Saints, Saints, Saints,
Freedom of the Chin-T and the Sister of Sailors,
If you are available but they are not controlled
by live affinity, live with dignity. Give me a börooch.
If you are not G, Keeper, Nice Meiji Ibuki
Gemini, 500, German ***** anuses, us, asasag,
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Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 5:04 PM UTC
Thea, the goddess of the earth
Sits like a rock in her chamber of woven light.
The fortunate who enter here
Are blessed and tormented and burned and held.
They arrive knowing that they must make a sacrifice;
They do not pay in money but in tears,
In truth wrenched from the soul,
In accountability and naked raw awareness.
None who arrive do so lightly
But all who come leave lighter.
Their confusion unraveled through skilful enquiry,
Cut by a sharp silver sword of truth and knowing.
Enter - but do so with reverence and respect.
This is a place of healing!
Men and women are unmade and made here.
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
It has a rhythm
.
(period)
I hate that word
It, I hate
Vowels,
None.
Rhythm
Doesn't have itself.
Ameta.
Arhthmia.
Abeneficiary.
Maleficiary, actually.
Sinrhythmia.
Sinrhymia.
Sin
Los reglas.
Measure thing by the size of your thought, not
An inch.
Or centimeter.
I prefer the brits.
But not the hippies
I am one.
*we are all one.
One with
A-god.*
Not "a" god.
A-god.
As in.
Athea.
Without-thea.
God doesn't wear a suit.
Why should we.
*Cause I look ******* fiiiiiine.*
May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 2:40 AM UTC
For years
I’ve kept it down.
It’s a
pillow over mouth
blanket over head
Duct-tape and Gags
sort of feeling
Because I’m ok
(they have to think im ok)
(i dont know why but they have to)
It’s been
Building
Boiling
Burning
music in my ears
words at my fingers
Ties and Shackles
I have to be ok
(if i tell myself that it has to be true)
(i dont know why but i have to)
Really I’m Fine
then she told me
- Maybe you should talk to someone?
- I mean maybe... Ill be fine tho
- Trust me, thats what I thought too
but I did, and you kno the story better than anyone
- If I find time then I guess so
- Yus! I’m glad. Itll be goooood for you
Too bad my schedule’s full.
It’s fine
I’m fine
(this hasnt been enough of a problem)
(its been ok up until now)
(this has always been there though)
why do I feel like this though?
What do you guys talk about in that chat?
Why do you like me? I’m a *****
Haha it’s not stupid! Why don’t you like it?
**** off!
I make myself laugh more than I do others.
Is this normal?
HA!! Oh sorry...
I’m a very self-aware person, self-reflective. It’s hard to explain...
What? Is that stupid?
Haha... yeah...
im sad
I feel weird...
Why do I feel weird?
(it isnt good. whats wrong? somethings wrong)
am I normal?
can someone help?
What am i doing wrong? whats wrong...
(its not ok)
im sad
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 12:46 AM UTC
Caffeine is the only drug
I don't need
Because your love
is the only pick me up I crave
Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 6:54 PM UTC
brewed like a hipster
_________JAAYYADEEEDDD
helped like a vocalized yelper, pinched in the **** and ran all four blocks to the next bit,
DURMAT SOIHT
drowned is silent silent tsoylent slentslent solylent
BREEEK NNN KEEEYPPP
and devoured bt cannbais craviigs, cars and cars and thea cars, imagine still life, so provoked and taking care of characatures and dreaming ion the next lie
Orient lrlent
orient orient
the next balcony,
the next symphony,
how could the words work and how could they be? this tragic knowing/unknowing
Swing sigh swish okay
tragic and lost in the arts of sway and seduction,
drowned in times fear for onion front sdospaly or affection
could thus carry on? this stream? is it agony?
nb ts yearining, its calling can’t you see?
your eyes can see
HMSTr
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 6:44 PM UTC