tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36135028536886993272024-03-13T12:47:59.653-05:00Fluid Idleness~...poetry...learning...obsessively writing...
sharing...~Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.comBlogger134125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-22747106961531008762011-07-31T10:31:00.000-05:002011-07-31T10:31:49.114-05:00AbstruseAlways wanting the remarkable
Believing, too, in the impossible
Striving for perfection every day
Truly chaotic in every way
Undeterred by another's ambition
Seemingly propelled by self volition
Ever a mystery to me you will beCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-52332233651387227622011-07-30T15:12:00.000-05:002011-07-30T15:12:42.700-05:00Cat ToysLizards, birds,
garden snakes,
crickets found
half alive
or dead,
sometimes whole,
mostly not.Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-76647709525887730432011-07-29T08:26:00.000-05:002011-07-29T08:26:22.012-05:00Madness<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]>
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mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4ptCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-27174141584510748142011-07-18T15:04:00.000-05:002011-07-18T15:04:44.600-05:00Fallingyou fall over yourself anew
anew to your senses you
jump over the moon with a bump
bump in the night with a jump
of fright as you fall in love
love being you a part ofCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-28699082353060858212011-07-17T13:49:00.000-05:002011-07-17T13:49:07.295-05:00Karmalook the mirror through
what a horrid sight
wicked and blue
karma says to you
think before a fight
good souls are few
ugliness, who knew?
is now a birthright
a stone you threw
will come back to you
what a bloody bite
karma pays your due
keep a vigil and brew
a beautiful light
a special hue
because karma does accrue
either way, day or night
she will get you
and she bites tooCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-6228853987800655302011-07-16T01:11:00.000-05:002011-07-16T01:11:33.310-05:00Face the Daythere was a time i was fearlessnowadays i’mjust cheerless
life has throwna few curve ballsblindsided me and made me crawl
i’m gun shy nowdon’t ask me howto face the dayto make the way
but there’s somethingthat gets me throughand undercurrentof courage too
and laughter findsit’s way to meon rainy daysit helps me see
but I’m gun shy nowdon’t ask me howto face the dayto make the way
i’m just a bit Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-24219514456813217962011-07-15T06:40:00.000-05:002011-07-15T06:40:15.990-05:00Waltzinside my brain a dozen doors swing open before meas the pain of birth lingerswords waltz across my body
endearingly passionately scarreddisappointments on fingerswords waltz across my bodyas the pain of birth lingers
confusion reigns while soundswith hope bleed happilyas the pain of birth lingerswords waltz across my body
a pattern tapped into my fleshwith the sharp end of a stingerwords waltz Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-10035508410598323782011-07-14T06:39:00.000-05:002011-07-14T06:39:05.851-05:00Sensitivitysomeone once gave me a presentbeautifully wrapped with ribbonsinside, sparkly confetti, tissuet’was extravagant and temptingand as i unwrapped this presentmy breath escaped in awe of it
and the most delicate lace crushedand tragedy was born with a fit
such fervid sensitivitya curse for some, a gift toowhen high, the lows seem alienthe winds blow and sadness will sighwhen manic dreams die, Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-40573007070753058292011-07-13T06:26:00.000-05:002011-07-13T06:26:54.538-05:00Stormsstorms emoting inside of meas are weathered, floating, wet thingsstorms emoting inside of me
nothing to do, with these i singduring the night when rest alludesas are weathered, floating, wet things
errands forgotten and i broodmy dreams haunted mercilesslyduring the night when rest alludes
changing my course permanently setting stages with charactersmy dreams haunted mercilessly
myths weaved fromCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-78691924594630853582011-07-12T09:01:00.001-05:002011-07-12T09:02:16.123-05:00Uncookedbe present at this one momentand feel what it’s like to just bealive now, raw, uncooked, potentbloody to look at, not easy
and feel what it’s like to just befind again where your secrets hidebloody to look at, not easyput them under a tree and sigh
find again where your secrets hidesmile at the stranger that nodsput them under a tree and sighwe are all in our best facades
smile at the stranger Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-65926743841882621072011-07-09T09:35:00.000-05:002011-07-09T09:35:08.215-05:00Smoke Screenlove is a beautiful smoke screen
demanding your heart forever
dressed in kindness, selfish and keen
love is a beautiful smoke screen
she'll entrance with her golden sheen
a minx, she is ever clever
love is a beautiful smoke screen
demanding your heart foreverCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-81111649773947730142011-07-08T10:48:00.002-05:002011-07-09T06:30:43.450-05:00My Turtle Dovewhat is this feeling that devours me?can’t stand being a brat always in need.the pain! the pain! mixed so sweetlywith memories so completelyalive with passionate sensations sothe pain is bittersweet to me you know
the skies are gray when you leave me my lovethe flowers lose their hue my turtle dovethe gray! the gray! drives me crazyi do nothing, become lazywaiting for your return to wash Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-19832371091486305632011-07-07T10:15:00.000-05:002011-07-07T10:15:47.292-05:00Birds Chirpbirds chirp
cars swoosh and clank
little pairs of feet click
leaves crackle and rustle to life
the cicadas song is a symphony
i rock back and forth in this chair
enjoying vibrations
of the morning
birds chirpCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-90580480611056641102011-07-06T12:43:00.001-05:002011-07-06T17:32:45.289-05:00On the Runhearts flutter to the sound of you
makes beats skip too, those eyes askew
who's kisses blew your way, undue
winning you few, winning you few
tears run rivers, souls quite quiver
a new giver will deliver
you take, whisper, just a sliver
quake and shiver, quake and shiver
common souls lose when you do choose
to light a fuse and take a muse
you leave them used with a faint bruise
egos accuse, Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-78206334310786924632011-07-05T09:04:00.000-05:002011-07-05T09:04:09.430-05:00A Fightit is not the destination
but the journey, the road, the chase
the movement it's own sensation
a fight for a life in this place
bones seemingly made of cement
weigh one down in this shallow race
small triumphs along the way spent
a fight for a life in this place
a symptom, temporary mood
keep keeping on, one must save face
youth, health, beauty, plenty of food
a fight for a life in this place
Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-81438856621047713802011-07-04T06:47:00.000-05:002011-07-04T06:47:47.529-05:00Remembrancethe starsand stripes aliveflying across the skyexploding in remembrance offreedomCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-4416559519142936652011-07-02T04:20:00.000-05:002011-07-02T04:20:01.642-05:00River Bedblocked fromthe river bednutrients hard to findin other places so i longfor itCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-69753916751680550062011-07-01T08:42:00.000-05:002011-07-01T08:42:19.317-05:00Createfreedom to create beauty
haunting terror too
with a line drawn here or there
curves, straight, something new
crash out of the patterns with
a slash or two few
and remember nothing taught
saturate, imbueCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-14287053759070575992011-06-29T18:49:00.000-05:002011-06-29T18:49:43.615-05:00Taffysticky sweet taffy thinning
as you tug at it
strings of my heart get higher
more likely to hit
notes that shatter precious glass
strands of it stick to
fingers and face now bleeding
from the want of youCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-44976824976712243002011-06-29T12:02:00.000-05:002011-06-29T12:02:39.510-05:00Creekthe branches wind until they find sunshine
and entwine intricately, intimately,
infinitely, creating a private riot
in the quiet of the hooded woods
the stream snakes to break and awake
an ache in us thus creating
a rush to the wet shores, the water's floor
we adore sitting in it on rocks or by it on docks
the sun will dance per chance entrance
and enhance our stay today
this way we will climb Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-68113124119177678502011-06-28T08:21:00.000-05:002011-06-28T08:21:54.247-05:00Struckfresh paint to taint a saint
don't faint when he woos you
to come here my dear
never fear for love is of
a sacred world with curled and swirled
meanings hurled to and fro which glow
so very bright with a fright
you might find luck and be struckCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-59340569054709129752011-06-27T10:30:00.000-05:002011-06-27T10:30:57.382-05:00Minutes Loiteredtime elapsed wave by wave
hours lost here
minutes loitered carelessly there
memories were to save
with a tear
the rules of time are never fair
something of us choked
to the death
yet wisps of us linger today
pictures with stains cloaked
a mere breath
to whisper our romance away
a broken bone to end
our wee song
a tangible reminder of
the fairy tale spent
sometimes wrong
yet with undeniable loveCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-3358689934188695682011-06-24T09:21:00.000-05:002011-06-24T09:21:23.269-05:00Feeling
lava boils within
my thin veins
anger awakening my pulse
a lover's kiss akin
to pride slain
jilted lovers act on impulse
there was little life left
pale heartbeat
cold ashen skin before the pain
enraging me you're deft
hurt concrete
thankful for feeling life again
natural chemical
emotion
inner medicine for the soul
wonderful terrible
commotion
occasional loss of controlCorinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-83242380061326241442011-06-20T09:36:00.000-05:002011-06-20T09:36:28.909-05:00Chin a Trippin'been impatient always
in too big a hurry
chin a trippin' on it
spin my wheels with worry
never appreciate
whenever time rides
clever serenity
sever me from that guide
Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3613502853688699327.post-42868244915496857692011-06-18T10:58:00.000-05:002011-06-18T10:58:02.185-05:00Fight To Stayhow thin and transparent reality seems
alone in the dark of night i am fragile
so easily i could follow the moon beams
but they scare me into staying for awhile
to fight for a life other people cherish
the only easy thing, this inverted smile
my entire world seems easy to perish
so weak is my hold on this silky life line
i hold on to escape what i fear hellish
my soul is not up for someone Corinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14581819225069644563noreply@blogger.com1