Pressure of uncertainty
Influence of yesterday
Smell of surprise
Transfer of recollections
Pressure of uncertainty
Influence of yesterday
Smell of surprise
Transfer of recollections
An echo of chemistry
A password lock to reach your heart
Only me in the overlap of the Venn diagram
Tonight this car
Won’t get me home
I need a flight
To the stars to reach you
You were a flower
I was concrete
Yet with each petal plucked
My walls turned into some substance that could be cut with scissors
You were supposed to be paper
A delicate thing that could crumple
I was supposed to be a rock
Forged from the hard and harder
But you weren’t a flower
And I wasn’t concrete
You were the sheet
That covered me
Sevenfold beauty
Undulating presence
Peaceful to disagreeable
Relaxing to thrashing
True depth unmeasured
A mystery of darkness
Second cousin to expectation
Buried beneath a costume
A fragment of pleasure
.
The first day of the week
I wish I could ungrow up
Climbed the mountain of commitment
Unaware of all the casualties at the top
Who knew peer pressure was taller than Everest?
These are not haikus
Taboo has leapt into them
They contain cutting words
The Poetry of Joseph D. Hamilton
binge thinking and other things in life
My word is goddess It's not an invitation But a prophecy
Inspired by Folk, Blues, Psychedelic Rock, Krautrock, Electronica, Punk, Industrial, and Noise Rock I make music alone and with friends since 1998.
Photography: Every story has a picture and every picture has a story.
through the darkness there is light
poetry of Stephanie McManus
Lifelong learner and blogging enthusiast
We only live once. Hence, let's not stop dreaming