~Poetry lives in us all~
If I showed myself to you
at your doorstep
tomorow morning would you let me in?
4 am, in the bronx
with a half cigarett
in hand
with my stupid
child tears
running down
my scared and rough chin
then
I would know
all of it
all of your story
your ciggcratc
your loft
your soft
blue eyes
and chestnut hair
maybe, then
if you let me in
I would look around
to see
the scene
from your eyes
and see the things you see
crips, bloods
dirty elevators
and the lonely walks
from bus station to train station
then, back from your working hell
to talk to boys
like me
who you have never met
or seen
if I came tomorow
early, in the morning
as the sun
begins
to show itself to the world
would you let me in?
would you let me in?
to behold
your world, previously
only inagined
only showen
with picures through words
from your fingers
and (once) by your tongue.
~Written By Tylar~
It rained when I was with you.
I never liked the rain very much,
the way it stopped the sky from being blue
Now I rejoice each time it rains outside,
because it rained when I was with you.
I tend to be so quiet now,
life seems so empty without you here.
All I can do is sit and wait for the rain,
and the time when again you'll be near.
I fell in love with you in the rain,
but neither of you could stay.
I wish you and the rain were always here,
and that you never had gone away.
The rain and you both left me,
and back came the sun and the blue sky.
Yet, now I'm not happy with the sky being blue,
because I am alone and my heart wants to cry.
I know you'll be back and so will the rain,
but untill then I will live in a sky of blue.
When the raindrops fall I will close my eyes and smile,
because it rained when I was with you.
~Written By Jen Stuart~
Love flows, it flows, hate bursts, and taints. the walls. covered. in your hate. leave me alone. let others flow over me. I wanna feel overwealmed not overcome.
~Manny~
Building blocks
Hair gook and lingerie
Random laughter
Slick blue swiched and a call for help...
Streets finding bricks
Happy from the walking
Unwanted two cents
Glossy green leaf mirrors
And alienation
Unwanted two cents to grow on
Yes, it really was a BMW, it's spiter wheels crashing your flat opinions.
Gliding to rest loudly
On the cobblestones
I, the third wheel
To young
Opinions are never flat, including mine
The bricks are flat, however
And the young man's tense prozac dream fluttered to a psychotic stop.
*****
~ Collaberative written with much fun love, I must say. Bravo to us all...~
Sarah Bugenske-Pooler
Rich Austine
Travis Nadeau
&
Simon Lindquist
9/8/00
No one ever said that falling in love, my dear, was simple...
But I say if your falling might as well fall hard...
Falling in love with you was so easy, I didn't even know I was doing it.
So darn it flew
parashot and all
a wittle girl with
eyes of blue.
Who just wants to kiss you
and hold you and
share everything and nothing with you.
But the straps of the contraption
brake
here the girl is
lips are talking!
And oh my, shes so nervous...
there is so much to lose..
~Written By Sarah Bugenske-Pooler and Abbi Pooler~
9/11/00