Fjordscene Poetry

garbage emotions open thoughts and soil all – putrid, pungent smell of human waste in haste, in search of worth – wake up, world, night soiled your dreams again – how re-begin?

burning liquid in my throat charred words that won’t come out – i’ll swallow them down and drown them in my veins – death to my pain! –

future looming large – i do not doubt it comes – but humans in the ashes are not a certainty – the planet will survive be sure of that – it is a consolation of a kind – future looking […]

divisive / dismissive / missive echo chamber of TRUTH – enabling / enacting / actions that never occur – loudly clouded minds unfolding / emboldening / dissolving in wastes of words – what really happens is an open question since […]

friendly monster in my nightmare tells me that the fear is unfounded here and now – the scary isn’t here – “but just wait till the morning when you wake…”

urgent matter – idle chatter – heart with aches – app updates – poignant thought – distraction sought – deadline close – close to doze – friends in need – gone with speed – feeling alone – stares at phone […]

crackled eyes watch crackled earth – faint distortion overheard conversation nothing of any worth – crackled face observed unwanted – faults found where expected, solutions wanting – not wanted – crackled clocks tick time unheeded, time’s mover, why check time? […]

life laughs at me and i spit in its face in uncontrollable rage – it flies right back and hits me in the head – “revenge: i won’t let you simply drop dead – you’ll be condemned to live instead…”

icicles in veins of glass – frost from mouth called words – you cannot, were not built to last –

dried-out mummy – juices drained – feelings sprained –

think in circles – brain gurgles in protest – murmurs, pleads for rest – night – no sleep – no time – there’s all the rest to do – to think – that day won’t let me keep… – no […]

anger seeping slowly, speeding through a weeping sheen – heart still beating thinking – keen – quiet, heating – laid bare soon – seen –

emulation of behavior fails for me – being sufficiently different to make other people’s behavior seem as deviant as it really is – acting mirror – seems to be my destiny –

distant humming skull-splitting silence-breaking vanity – denigrating human beings into eager servitude in the quest for being liked for being vain – insanity –

to you – to who? to me? maybe. why write? why not? it’s all I’ve got –

I write you to life again – I would that you were my friend though you weren’t so when alive and I didn’t realize that we even could have been until I heard you had died. — to “Gustav” for […]

  This collection willed itself into being at a time when I was planning an entirely different writing project, and stayed strong throughout the changes and/or demise of that and other projects I was doing on the side. I never planned […]

The lamp is burning its light is dull – whoever lit it has fled But through the night that faint, lost light keeps shining in her stead

What is the greatest source of inspiration? What can really make you contemplate and urge you forward to complete something? Well, if you’re happy and content you might never see the point of changing anything, right? You cannot know the […]

I carry the poems inside me no matter what else I do they hum in the back of my head and will me to see them through