Meditation, it
tranquilizes the mind, no!
That's medication.
Noveljutsu
Monday, June 8, 2015
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Poem: The Love of a Woman
The Love of a Woman
In the words of a great man,
my father and Lord of the Eastern Marches,
the love of a woman is the greatest thing
after that, all other things are a distant concern.
While I have never doubted this before,
I admit a hesitation at the moment.
It is a great concern here, in my bedroom as I have just awoken.
My eyes blink in the semi-darkness of dawn
But the knife to my throat brings me to full consciousness
She is here to kill me, but I can't help but love her.
She is wrapped in black silk,
traditional garb of the Ismali assassins.
Only her eyes are visible and what eyes they are!
They are obsidian, black pupils on black irises.
And the fierceness! Oh... it is like a tiger watching its prey.
I don't know what I have done to deserve that look,
I knew, I would do it again every day of the rest of my life.
I imagine our life together and meeting her family.
I wonder which parent has her eyes.
I hope it is her mother, for two angels are better than one.
I KNOW I will get along with her parents.
I will make every effort.
If the assassin’s client pays extra,
To taunt and torment the victim,
In the most blatant show of contempt
the assassin remove their mask
before striking the killing blow.
A slow ritual, the assassin removes their mask
as they hold the knife to your throat.
I wait in anticipation,
so hoping that the client has paid the maximum sum.
The fee is exorbitant. I have paid it before
Yes, my heart hammers heavily and I see
she begins to unwind the silk strip, slowly,
With utmost precision and control, anticlockwise,
I always remain in sight.
It comes away revealing what is sure to be a glorious face.
No... she's not really my type.
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Friday, December 6, 2013
daily haiku, Nov 5th and 6th
my brain is sludge
but writing takes
the sludge away
I yearn for touch
for fingers on skin
both mine and hers
NOTE: I have a huge urge to count syllables, even if I know haiku isn't about that... the thing is, when I finish a haiku and it's not 5-7-5, I feel like I can never use it in a haiku death match. So, I re-worded these two to 5-7-5
the fog in my brain
is cleared away with a bit
of writing magic
I yearn for fingers
on long stretches of smooth skin
my fingers and hers
but writing takes
the sludge away
I yearn for touch
for fingers on skin
both mine and hers
NOTE: I have a huge urge to count syllables, even if I know haiku isn't about that... the thing is, when I finish a haiku and it's not 5-7-5, I feel like I can never use it in a haiku death match. So, I re-worded these two to 5-7-5
the fog in my brain
is cleared away with a bit
of writing magic
I yearn for fingers
on long stretches of smooth skin
my fingers and hers
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
"daily haiku" - Nov 2nd, 3rd, 4th
Started a new job on Monday, so have missed the haikus since then - it's been busy and tiring... Still, I want one per day, so will do that:
dear support phone role,
I don't want you any more,
sincerely, Travis
every first Wednesday
it's poetry in motion.
Spoken word, bitches!
Rap battles are great
mate, it's the bait and switch, the
letters on slate, word!
And since I missed out on a few, I'll add another one:
poetry collects
inside window and door frames
like empty spaces
dear support phone role,
I don't want you any more,
sincerely, Travis
every first Wednesday
it's poetry in motion.
Spoken word, bitches!
Rap battles are great
mate, it's the bait and switch, the
letters on slate, word!
And since I missed out on a few, I'll add another one:
poetry collects
inside window and door frames
like empty spaces
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Daily haiku, December 1st
pick a great comic
read it from the beginning
SMBC rocks!
bonus:
new job tomorrow
I start far too early. I'm
a 9AM guy.
read it from the beginning
SMBC rocks!
bonus:
new job tomorrow
I start far too early. I'm
a 9AM guy.
Friday, November 29, 2013
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