sacred
as i plot
(my way) out
of here,
i feel
you nudge me,
little
black nose
on the back of my neck
and
the dusty rabbits scatter.
i wrote
it down, about you,
(my vanity),
upending
all the rightness
i have won
to
see how
you send me, less
than confidently,
awkwardly (and tenaciously)
in the direction
of
my dreams...
Friday, April 30, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Name In The Sand by Brenda Xu
holga
i am not afraid.
bells
ring and sun shines, i
walk
down the awkward street
with
cherry blossoms in my hair
and
i see you.
straight into the light
i stare,
eyes small and senses heightened,
lifting up my hopes
on
wings like doves
and
i hoist myself with them
into the air,
taking off.
the
blossoms
look angelic...
i am not afraid.
bells
ring and sun shines, i
walk
down the awkward street
with
cherry blossoms in my hair
and
i see you.
straight into the light
i stare,
eyes small and senses heightened,
lifting up my hopes
on
wings like doves
and
i hoist myself with them
into the air,
taking off.
the
blossoms
look angelic...
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Lesson Learned by Ray LaMontagne
shepherd
if nothing else (i know)
how
to make a / first impression
lifting
solid
hearts and pushing them
through breezy soil,
downtrodden
fabrics / bring us down.
i
come in (low),
swoop down
like / dresses made of birds
and
lonely nests in grass
/
i know.
you
will remember me,
even
if
i don't grow...
if nothing else (i know)
how
to make a / first impression
lifting
solid
hearts and pushing them
through breezy soil,
downtrodden
fabrics / bring us down.
i
come in (low),
swoop down
like / dresses made of birds
and
lonely nests in grass
/
i know.
you
will remember me,
even
if
i don't grow...
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Another Like You (Piano Version) by Sean Fournier
buzz
a thread floats (through
the air)
and
lands in my eye
(i see you) even
still,
and i float around
you
like an orb,
drifting
through the air.
i
find you.
i float through
the air...
hi.
a thread floats (through
the air)
and
lands in my eye
(i see you) even
still,
and i float around
you
like an orb,
drifting
through the air.
i
find you.
i float through
the air...
hi.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Please Don't Tell Her by Jason Mraz
hello (go)
without saying
(a word)
i melt
in your hands, i don't
see
but (i) put my
ear / rings on for you,
(sun) shiny jewel tone people
walking
and
head / bands
in shapes
(resembling you).
i walk down the street
/
away
/
from you,
as i slowly fade.
this dream
(i had), it melts
like liquid gold in
hot chocolate
summer hearts...
without saying
(a word)
i melt
in your hands, i don't
see
but (i) put my
ear / rings on for you,
(sun) shiny jewel tone people
walking
and
head / bands
in shapes
(resembling you).
i walk down the street
/
away
/
from you,
as i slowly fade.
this dream
(i had), it melts
like liquid gold in
hot chocolate
summer hearts...
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Full of Grace by Sarah McLachlan
pink azalea
how many times (i found you)
i
don't know, but
everywhere
i turn / i reach
so
much further
towards
finding you (i find the sun) and
days
like this
come, they go.
quickly
i turn. / i breach
the
oath (i swore to you) to
stand blithely
beside you
and
now
i grow alone. (how many times
i
found you, left you...)
how many times (i found you)
i
don't know, but
everywhere
i turn / i reach
so
much further
towards
finding you (i find the sun) and
days
like this
come, they go.
quickly
i turn. / i breach
the
oath (i swore to you) to
stand blithely
beside you
and
now
i grow alone. (how many times
i
found you, left you...)
Saturday, April 24, 2010
I Need to Know by Kris Allen
imply
i keep running
duck
(and cover)
holding on.
in the morning,
birds
swim beside sun-shine (and)
trees wallow
in the willow water, waiting
for their savior
to come.
we drive home
the point. it
is endless, this chase, (this mockery)
of the insane trouble
you
keep around yourself
like
fleece (and feathers),
to insulate your heart
from
the derivations of the flock...
i keep running
duck
(and cover)
holding on.
in the morning,
birds
swim beside sun-shine (and)
trees wallow
in the willow water, waiting
for their savior
to come.
we drive home
the point. it
is endless, this chase, (this mockery)
of the insane trouble
you
keep around yourself
like
fleece (and feathers),
to insulate your heart
from
the derivations of the flock...
Friday, April 23, 2010
Haven't Got Much by Matt Belsante
half-life
i'm still here.
shot down
by everchanging whims
i
run (like wind), blowing
smoke
at potholes, running
fast and everything blurs.
i am
still here (and numb things away so
i don't have to feel) i
still live here (but)
part
of me is gone.
there
is a whole wide world
to explore
and half of me drifts like smoke
across
parts that
i might never see...
i'm still here.
shot down
by everchanging whims
i
run (like wind), blowing
smoke
at potholes, running
fast and everything blurs.
i am
still here (and numb things away so
i don't have to feel) i
still live here (but)
part
of me is gone.
there
is a whole wide world
to explore
and half of me drifts like smoke
across
parts that
i might never see...
Thursday, April 22, 2010
True Love Waits (Live) by Radiohead
shock
caught up / in the ramifications
of
turmoil, this aftershock
and
echoes
of the way you hold your hat
that haunts me / on
the black,
the sideways twist
and
volcanoes
talking
in icelandic voices,
hushed tones / afterthoughts
in darkness (the shadow)
of
the unused bays of (this)
portrait studio,
i wait.
caught up / in the ramifications
of
turmoil, this aftershock
and
echoes
of the way you hold your hat
that haunts me / on
the black,
the sideways twist
and
volcanoes
talking
in icelandic voices,
hushed tones / afterthoughts
in darkness (the shadow)
of
the unused bays of (this)
portrait studio,
i wait.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
9 Crimes by Damien Rice
sync
long day and (i come home)
again
to you, flash
bulbs like light (bulbs)
in my
head,
and wrappers
in my eyes, i unwrap
everything
in front of you,
upon
your desk,
reaching
out like (office) supplies
toward you.
i
only tripped on
one
sync cord...
it
was you.
i
turned things on,
and
loved you.
i go (in slow motion),
back
to you and
all your
brights...
long day and (i come home)
again
to you, flash
bulbs like light (bulbs)
in my
head,
and wrappers
in my eyes, i unwrap
everything
in front of you,
upon
your desk,
reaching
out like (office) supplies
toward you.
i
only tripped on
one
sync cord...
it
was you.
i
turned things on,
and
loved you.
i go (in slow motion),
back
to you and
all your
brights...
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Go Down Low by Grace Potter and the Nocturnals
rhombus
sorrow / solemn sound (yell loud)
i
exhort
myself upon you, your
mercies
rampant love / and vicious want
i lie
just to get
what
i deserve.
everything colors its /own self
wild(ly)
throwing paint
and asking my heart (questions)
you
will not find.
i /
will be bold,
with
or (without)
you.
sorrow / solemn sound (yell loud)
i
exhort
myself upon you, your
mercies
rampant love / and vicious want
i lie
just to get
what
i deserve.
everything colors its /own self
wild(ly)
throwing paint
and asking my heart (questions)
you
will not find.
i /
will be bold,
with
or (without)
you.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Bend in the Road by Donavon Franenreiter
claw
by any other name
you
would be
just as sweet, cat,
crawling
on the nothing words i say
(i hum
like strum a guitar with nimble fingers),
i
find you.
like whiskers
the tendrils
(on your strings)
caress my face, make music.
i learn to make
sounds
unlike (anything), purring
to
myself / and you,
you are just for me.
my
kitten crying song.
by any other name
you
would be
just as sweet, cat,
crawling
on the nothing words i say
(i hum
like strum a guitar with nimble fingers),
i
find you.
like whiskers
the tendrils
(on your strings)
caress my face, make music.
i learn to make
sounds
unlike (anything), purring
to
myself / and you,
you are just for me.
my
kitten crying song.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
When You Say Nothing At All by Alison Krauss
over/easy
like a broken
music box
it doesn't play (out) like
i wanted
or
expected it to, and
at
the end of the day
a
broken (prom)ise
is
just the same
as a broken piano
(and shards of broken glass
like notes of music
float
in
from the other room) but
it
is over,
it is through.
there shall
be
no more music.
like a broken
music box
it doesn't play (out) like
i wanted
or
expected it to, and
at
the end of the day
a
broken (prom)ise
is
just the same
as a broken piano
(and shards of broken glass
like notes of music
float
in
from the other room) but
it
is over,
it is through.
there shall
be
no more music.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Bedshaped by Keane
hoarders
oh heavens i
keep
your memory
all the time,
like
raindrops on roses, it
comes back
to me
sweetly,
on its knees,
green and fragrant
curled like bones
and
slightly pink
/
oh cherub
i
keep your precious
pieces
in my heart
as the rain blows
you
away...
oh heavens i
keep
your memory
all the time,
like
raindrops on roses, it
comes back
to me
sweetly,
on its knees,
green and fragrant
curled like bones
and
slightly pink
/
oh cherub
i
keep your precious
pieces
in my heart
as the rain blows
you
away...
Friday, April 16, 2010
Reasons To Love You by Meiko Kaji
held (on)
i love you
because (you're blue.)
without
light switches / fancy covers
it
all turns
nothing / on me / this time / your face
its color, like
twilight
tinged with cyan
you cry
without me / you wallow
in picasso-hued moments
/
you swallow
your joy
and you make me feel
un-
alone.
i love you (because) you are blue.
like me.
i love you
because (you're blue.)
without
light switches / fancy covers
it
all turns
nothing / on me / this time / your face
its color, like
twilight
tinged with cyan
you cry
without me / you wallow
in picasso-hued moments
/
you swallow
your joy
and you make me feel
un-
alone.
i love you (because) you are blue.
like me.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Please Me Like You Want To by Ben Harper
rusted
i wait / right here
open
spout / twisted
rain coming, i wait
for
you
to walk. you come
all / the way
back here, back to me,
stripped
down / to nothing
jaded (turning red)
for me.
as
the oxygen / blurs
my
body will rise up
next to yours
and
realize / finally,
i
can rest.
as
we become
some
thing new...
i wait / right here
open
spout / twisted
rain coming, i wait
for
you
to walk. you come
all / the way
back here, back to me,
stripped
down / to nothing
jaded (turning red)
for me.
as
the oxygen / blurs
my
body will rise up
next to yours
and
realize / finally,
i
can rest.
as
we become
some
thing new...
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Ain't No Way by Aretha Franklin
gerber
i hinge my thoughts
together
with hometown clay,
singing
quietly / to myself while i sleep.
these things grow (in my head),
lullabies
written about you.
you
ring doorbells
in my day, in
the midst of my dreams about you
/and your legs
behind the door, they don't look
like yours.
i plant my/self firmly
to this (no), thinking
we might
somehow kiss
behind closed doors, hiding /out
in front of love,
killing it softly.
water. water. it grows.
i hinge my thoughts
together
with hometown clay,
singing
quietly / to myself while i sleep.
these things grow (in my head),
lullabies
written about you.
you
ring doorbells
in my day, in
the midst of my dreams about you
/and your legs
behind the door, they don't look
like yours.
i plant my/self firmly
to this (no), thinking
we might
somehow kiss
behind closed doors, hiding /out
in front of love,
killing it softly.
water. water. it grows.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Out Of My Mind (iTunes Session) by Colbie Caillat
belonging
(to you) i go
before
morning
(while they are sleeping)
beside you.
all alone
like
fred astaire
i dance / around this foolhardy idea
of
happy endings. tulle
grows
out of my ears, i listen
in
living color / mgm
like
nothing in my head (and so)
it's just you,
and me,
and a leslie caron song
looking for love
(hard-headed) until
the very end.
i
eat my snack, and
wait
for you...
(to you) i go
before
morning
(while they are sleeping)
beside you.
all alone
like
fred astaire
i dance / around this foolhardy idea
of
happy endings. tulle
grows
out of my ears, i listen
in
living color / mgm
like
nothing in my head (and so)
it's just you,
and me,
and a leslie caron song
looking for love
(hard-headed) until
the very end.
i
eat my snack, and
wait
for you...
Monday, April 12, 2010
Gulf Coast Lullaby (Part I) by George Winston
telephone lines
(you) stretch your potent wing/span
across
the sky, clouds
arguing
for the pleasure
to
bask in your (flowery) presence / and
i / speak
with you, cross country,
phone
lines
bowed (under the pressure of regret)
bend
and touch
those
errant little hairs / on
the back
of my neck.
they tell me (i was right)
in
saying no,
in
continuing to breathe
(without you)
and
wake up
feeling
sweet...
(you) stretch your potent wing/span
across
the sky, clouds
arguing
for the pleasure
to
bask in your (flowery) presence / and
i / speak
with you, cross country,
phone
lines
bowed (under the pressure of regret)
bend
and touch
those
errant little hairs / on
the back
of my neck.
they tell me (i was right)
in
saying no,
in
continuing to breathe
(without you)
and
wake up
feeling
sweet...
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Killing Me Softly (iTunes Session) by Colbie Caillat
doubt
i know you
(i die /
i die a thousand times / wait for
your
bear paws
to come back /in my life ) i
call you (like i call the birds,)
creeping slow
up to your
sleeping
bear mountain / wake up, wake up
i say
(i crawl /face first/ beside you) /
i climb up
to your tower,
try to save me
from yourself,
from your doubt and from
your fire, stranger.
i strum you
on my guitar. / i know.
i know you
(i die /
i die a thousand times / wait for
your
bear paws
to come back /in my life ) i
call you (like i call the birds,)
creeping slow
up to your
sleeping
bear mountain / wake up, wake up
i say
(i crawl /face first/ beside you) /
i climb up
to your tower,
try to save me
from yourself,
from your doubt and from
your fire, stranger.
i strum you
on my guitar. / i know.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Chocolate by Snow Patrol
break
standing (cock)-eyed
in the sun,
arm bent / hips forward
skirts like petticoats / and corsets
i
stare at you.
you, like the nares on an orange,
gaze
right back at me.
i
bend my knee /
(and twist)
i /
(heart) this life
with
you in it.
holding / on (breakneck pace) i
grow so fond of you
(my) clothes
turn
gold...
i go [whole mole] for you.
standing (cock)-eyed
in the sun,
arm bent / hips forward
skirts like petticoats / and corsets
i
stare at you.
you, like the nares on an orange,
gaze
right back at me.
i
bend my knee /
(and twist)
i /
(heart) this life
with
you in it.
holding / on (breakneck pace) i
grow so fond of you
(my) clothes
turn
gold...
i go [whole mole] for you.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Plane by Jason Mraz
whole
i run [free]
on
yellow hills,
green bounds [leaping]
flower heads
bobbing
and the wind
[like butter].
it
feels good,
tulle
flying,
and
i run [fast].
pink umbrellas
[and tulip faces]
soar
(i wish they were all) like this.
like me.
free.
i run [free]
on
yellow hills,
green bounds [leaping]
flower heads
bobbing
and the wind
[like butter].
it
feels good,
tulle
flying,
and
i run [fast].
pink umbrellas
[and tulip faces]
soar
(i wish they were all) like this.
like me.
free.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Dancing Shoes by Gavin DeGraw
bird
listening to you
(crawling)
oh, bug
i need you.
the
happy wind whispers
and
the hardy reeds [rush]
to meet you.
beneath them all,
i
sit. i wait for
you. [it is
my
bliss].
i find it.
listening to you
(crawling)
oh, bug
i need you.
the
happy wind whispers
and
the hardy reeds [rush]
to meet you.
beneath them all,
i
sit. i wait for
you. [it is
my
bliss].
i find it.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Wanted by Holly Brook
giant
looking up (from below)
i
sit on the ground.
i look
up at trees. / they seem bigger
than
they really are, leaves shaking
in
the wind. they shine.
i
feel smaller, too.
one
life will end (paper balls crumpled up
beside me) / .
/ the tree says
it's okay.
it's bigger
than
the crease (above my head)...
looking up (from below)
i
sit on the ground.
i look
up at trees. / they seem bigger
than
they really are, leaves shaking
in
the wind. they shine.
i
feel smaller, too.
one
life will end (paper balls crumpled up
beside me) / .
/ the tree says
it's okay.
it's bigger
than
the crease (above my head)...
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Opportunity by Pete Murray
dancing
seven hours later (as i / attempt
a
massive
clean, your name comes up.
it surfaces
quietly, like whip cream / in
dish soap (and)
it consumes me.
you
drive.
/ far.
/.
two hours (in)
i staple
a cotton ball
to my / cup of tea
and realize
what i've done.
ripping
up receipts), i
tore you out
of my heart, and
it
felt good.
(things)
washed clean.
seven hours later (as i / attempt
a
massive
clean, your name comes up.
it surfaces
quietly, like whip cream / in
dish soap (and)
it consumes me.
you
drive.
/ far.
/.
two hours (in)
i staple
a cotton ball
to my / cup of tea
and realize
what i've done.
ripping
up receipts), i
tore you out
of my heart, and
it
felt good.
(things)
washed clean.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Fallin' For You by Colbie Caillat
post
you (verve) trot towards me
and
say, trotting / a trollop / with
the audacity
to tell me
i didn't love you
(good) enough.
well
i don't have (a horse) but
if i did
i would point him
far
away / from you (and)
your
vicious tenacity,
your
pursuit of perfection.
it
annoys me (the nerve) the
fast
gallop
into dalliance, the
defiance
of
kid-hood.
take it away.
you (verve) trot towards me
and
say, trotting / a trollop / with
the audacity
to tell me
i didn't love you
(good) enough.
well
i don't have (a horse) but
if i did
i would point him
far
away / from you (and)
your
vicious tenacity,
your
pursuit of perfection.
it
annoys me (the nerve) the
fast
gallop
into dalliance, the
defiance
of
kid-hood.
take it away.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Humble Me by Norah Jones
window
oh (wary angel)
shine
on me,
light in my eyes/ you sit
next to me,
licking your paws.
i
wonder.
nine lives
(are not)
enough
to glory/you (glorified)
presence/ you,
still here.
i'm not enough.
twelve years
you sit and (wait) for me,
faithful
in
every/thing.
shine,
oh shine,
that little light on me.
i
pray...
oh (wary angel)
shine
on me,
light in my eyes/ you sit
next to me,
licking your paws.
i
wonder.
nine lives
(are not)
enough
to glory/you (glorified)
presence/ you,
still here.
i'm not enough.
twelve years
you sit and (wait) for me,
faithful
in
every/thing.
shine,
oh shine,
that little light on me.
i
pray...
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Twenty Years by Augustana
eat
i am two.
i
light a candle
(on my cake)
and blow it out, i
puff.
i am fluffy.
i look for eggs
(i put green things
on
my nose)
i find scruffy
dogs
inside my pockets.
i
am two.
(two).
and i love you.
i am two.
i
light a candle
(on my cake)
and blow it out, i
puff.
i am fluffy.
i look for eggs
(i put green things
on
my nose)
i find scruffy
dogs
inside my pockets.
i
am two.
(two).
and i love you.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Come On by Ben Jelen
trial
easter (saved me) with
her
fluffy
/ flowers / her feathers
curled up in a ball.
i
take my bath
like a bird,
holding friday
(as a saturday)
in my pocket.
easter
grass / pink dresses / kingdom come.
i
tie my days in
a bunny-colored k(not)...
easter (saved me) with
her
fluffy
/ flowers / her feathers
curled up in a ball.
i
take my bath
like a bird,
holding friday
(as a saturday)
in my pocket.
easter
grass / pink dresses / kingdom come.
i
tie my days in
a bunny-colored k(not)...
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Summer by Derek James
growth
erupting (out of spring) i
wonder
who you're talking to
when (you say things)
like
periscope
and floral / percolation.
i
pick myself up
off the ground,
growing
fast
/
and hoarding
little flowered shoot(lets)
/lace-edged faces/
and
i tell you no.
you
must be (kid)ding...
erupting (out of spring) i
wonder
who you're talking to
when (you say things)
like
periscope
and floral / percolation.
i
pick myself up
off the ground,
growing
fast
/
and hoarding
little flowered shoot(lets)
/lace-edged faces/
and
i tell you no.
you
must be (kid)ding...
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