Showing posts with label poetic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetic. Show all posts

Friday, April 29, 2011

Lapse




Pulling apart a
life together, the future
frays like a cut edge

...

Sunday, April 24, 2011

String from your tether unwinds


"Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned to collapse,
and they would smile at the beauty of destruction."

-Markus Zusak, The Book Thief


Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Hey moon, please forget to fall down?


Raindrops in Braille
love messages
on my windshield.


[image from weheartit]

Friday, January 14, 2011

And if the summer holds a song we might sing forever, then the winter holds a bite we’d never felt before.


But time is like the ocean
You can only hold a little in your hands
So swim before we're broken
Before our bones become
Black coral on the sand

(The Summer by Josh Pyke)

[image from tumblr]

Monday, January 3, 2011

a falling sound/that sours my ears/plum rain

[image from weheartit]

Monday, December 13, 2010

So close, it's almost tangible.


No, I'm not colour blind
I know the world is black and white

(Stop This Train by John Mayer)

[image from tumblr]

Thursday, November 25, 2010

There's a haze above my TV, that changes everything I see


I would like to think our paths are straight
Disconnected from the choices we make,
That there is no reason
why it can't be like you said

(Street Map by Athlete)

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Saturday, October 2, 2010

Chuck anticipation


I'm dying to breathe in these
abundant skies

:]

(Learning To Breathe by Switchfoot)

[image from tumblr]

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

All your streetlight eyes wide on my plastic toys


And I have to speculate, that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes
Like puzzle pieces from the clay

(Such Great Heights by The Postal Service)

[image from weheartit]


Friday, August 27, 2010

The term 'poetic device' makes poetic devices seem less magical and more pedestrian


'Cause I feel us drowning in a
sea spilled from a cup

(Calling You Angels by Train)

[image from tumblr]

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

The philharmonic sigh.


I got soul but I'm not a soldier.

(All These Things That I've Done by The Killers)