Tommy: Favorites

Apr 2015 Tommy

Sam Temple

freelance free baller
freely falling in the fresh foliage
looking up at the slowly drifting clouds
head cradled by mounded crab grass
lifes little ponders
begin to take shape
fleeting images of bitten cupcakes
and rattlesnake bowties,
dandruff flakes
and broken rake handles
dialog follows, at first innocent
but soon more sinister
“Will I be rich?”
“Could I live on grass blades as if I were a cow?”
"When I stop in traffic does the momentum from my car effect
flapping butterfly wings?”
darkness follows
psychic energy blotting out the sun
“I ought to **** that *******!”
“She thinks she just… just can act like I don’t exist.”
“That dog better not *** on the sofa.”
settling in, a bee bounces aimlessly of a reddening shoulder
invoking a quick slap
enough inertia to send the small insect reeling
rolling over and propping himself on an elbow
the thought crosses his sun soaked mind
“At least I am alive.”

Apr 2015 Tommy

I am Creature

Apr 2015 Tommy

Kagami

I am Creature

A creature that I live with every day
Creates something that I can not escape from.
Something that follows me and rapes me of my happiness,
Something that recreates the worst parts of my life
And forces me to watch, paralyzed in my own bed.

The Creature has dyed red hair, brown eyes.
The creature weighs 136.2 lbs and continues to gain more.
This creature is 5'8" tall.

This creature shares the same name.
The same putrid name as the girl who
Fell in love with someone who saved her life,
But had to convince herself to keep loving him
In order to endure the thing he said to her.
The same ugly name as the girl who fell in love with
Someone else, but ignored him because of her guilt
And then kissed him only five days after
The one who saved her dumped her on her 16th birthday.
The same name as the girl who forced herself to feel
Numb because everyone who surrounds her
Tells her not to feel bad because they have or had it worse.

The creature screams, trying to make her happy, trying to
Please her, make her leave.
SHE REFUSES. Every day, she lays down and can't get up because
Nothing is worth it. The creature ignores her pull.
She leaves bruises with her fingers,
But the creature is used to the pain.

The Creature tells me:

*Life is worth living. The future is worth seeing. Life will be hard:
Demons may scare you and block your path,
Demons may haunt you and infect you, they may change your mind.*

And the girl agrees:

**But changing your mind hand having those demons inside you make you who you are. They affect you and let you become something that no one else can be. The future is worth seeing. and the past is worth accepting.**

I don't know how to find a middle ground. I am still trying to cope with something that happened two years ago. I am at war with myself. I want to be happy, but its so difficult to get past the sickness inside. I need help, and I have it, but I am not getting anywhere. I am trying to gain independence and learn for myself, but multiple factors are keeping that from happening, and the only way to relieve some of that stress will cause even more of another stress and more sadness than I can imagine. I can not deal with everything happening at once. Everything is crashing don and I cant ease myself into it.

#war #depression #girl #future #happiness #past #mental #inside #creature #preset

Apr 2015 Tommy

Come, Summer

Apr 2015 Tommy

Amanda In Scarlet

Come, Summer

We'll stroll one day
Down a country lane,
Palms together, flesh to flesh,
Stopping to kiss
In sunshine-dappled glades.
My hawthorne hero, holding me
against you as we gaze,
Stopping to laze
Upon each other,
Drunk on heat and sweat and summer ***,
The scents of oh, everything, including us
And we are all.
Giddily, we'll fall
Together. I will know
What it is to lie with you and laugh,
******* happiness in warm spurts
As you take me in your arms,
Fondling your possession
Finding me forever willing
Following me, fascinated, into the hot, hot
Summer of our lives.

#love #dream #desire #lust #summer #heat

Apr 2015 Tommy

Gala of spring

Apr 2015 Tommy

Jayanta

Gala of spring

Now orchids are blooming here,
Sun rises by the call of ‘Koel’!
Sun beam around by the call of ‘Keteki’!
Everywhere fragrance of ‘Keteki flower’ spread out!

It is the time of blossoming!
It is the time of celebration!

A gala for......
“Merriment of brotherhood,
Gaiety of collectively
High spirited choir with nature!”

People are celebrating spring..
Dancing under the Banyan tree
On the mid of the farmyard;
Biting the drum with a wish
The Sounds go to sky and break the clouds
Thunder and rain follows.....
With promises
To watering the crops in summer;
People call it
“Madam ‘Bordoi-chila’ coming to her mother’s place!

Everyone venerate
For nature and season!
They pray to nature
Though their amiable laughs and ovation
Showcasing gaiety of connectivity and togetherness
With a wish for nature’s blessing for production!

From today ‘Rongali Bihu’ is celebrated in Assam,India; ‘Rong’ means cheerful festivity and ‘Bihu’ the festival of Spring, which is link to agricultural activities. After this festival people will start their wet paddy/summer paddy cultivation with preparation of land. It is celebration for seven days. First day is marked for care of domesticated animal, particularly cattle. ‘Bihu’ dance and song are the major part of celebration. Here, a variety of Orchid, call of koel (locally called as Kuli; Koel - Eudynmys scolopaceus- is a member of the Cuckoo order of birds), Keteki (Brain fever bird, scientific name Hierococcyx varius); Keteki flower (Pandanus odoratissimus)are symbolize as the sign of spring. ‘Bordoi-chila’ myth link to thunder storm, this particular as per its roots means butterfly dancer.

#celebration #togetherness #gaiety #connectivity #bordoichila #koelketeki

Mar 2015 Tommy

Irrespective of How the Sun Holds Our Hands

Mar 2015 Tommy

Neva Flores Varga Smith

Irrespective of How the Sun Holds Our Hands

Our hearts skip a beat
when fed with the delusion
that we have time in this world
to possess.
Like a child
we think we own the burning flame
of the candle
standing with no attention
to arrest.
We are content to be lured in every season
And still yet,
the skies of ourselves
never rests.

We keep our eyes closed,
looking for some other way
to find
everything there is.
Irrespective
of how the sun holds our hands.
Still,  gently we leave in place
an ache
that prepares us
for the broken windows in our lives
to be like feathers
with a present
of living free
without demands.

Copyright @2015 - Neva Flores-Smith - Changefulstorm

Mar 2015 Tommy

Deadline

Mar 2015 Tommy

Jayanta

Deadline

Now deadline entrapped!
Deadline to safe life
Deadline to take food
Deadline to drink water
Deadline to  breathe air!
Now dead line entrapped!
Deadline to recharge vitality
Deadline to recharge vanity
Deadline to recharge - cover-up felony!
Now deadline entrapped!
Deadline to makeover
Deadline to sprawl
Deadline to crawl
Deadline to growl
Deadline to  haul!
Now deadline entrapped!
Deadline to  behold toxicity
Deadline to amuse atrocity
Deadline to submit buoyancy
Deadline to ****** and welcome grief I
It is the deadline for post modern reformation!

#grief #modern #post #toxicity #crawl #growl #deadline

Mar 2015 Tommy

The City

Mar 2015 Tommy

Maria Cordero

The City

I'm in the city
The city with the lights
And I haven't thought of you
Except in the quiet night
Though tonight I met someone brilliant
Different than you
Spectacular in my eyes
I forgot about you
Until the quiet of the night

#eyes #quiet #night #light #city

Mar 2015 Tommy

She Weeps over Rahoon

Mar 2015 Tommy

James Joyce

She Weeps over Rahoon

Rain on Rahoon falls softly, softly falling,
Where my dark lover lies.
Sad is his voice that calls me, sadly calling,
At grey moonrise.

Love, hear thou
How soft, how sad his voice is ever calling,
Ever unanswered, and the dark rain falling,
Then as now.

Dark too our hearts, O love, shall lie and cold
As his sad heart has lain
Under the moongrey nettles, the black mould
And muttering rain.