Some of Sparkies Poetry and Prose

Sun_Sparkz · 09-27-2005, 07:05 PM

YOU STILL LIVE IN ME

I drive past your home at midnight, Just to feel the essence of your body in that house.
Your car parked outside makes the space in me loud, But my apologies remain quiet as a mouse

The air that you breathe in this suburb,
Eventually comes down my lungs too
And the red light you stopped for this morning
Is the same green that let me pass through.

Your designated seat on the red and grey retreat
Is one I delighted in stealing.

But its not like before, when you’d wrestle me to the floor
And banish every other feeling.

A love in my eyes for a man I despise is a habit I’d tried hard to break
Your devotion still haunts me,
And your protection is a warranty that is still very hard not to take.

Sun_Sparkz · 09-27-2005, 07:08 PM

Unlock the door and let me in, I’m sorry I forgot about us.

Don’t push your blood red skin into those cold tiles any longer,
The coolness is but reparation for the coldness of my love.
The drunken subconscious actions of your intoxication,
Is a sickly reminder of how I don’t care nearly enough.

Come seek sanctuary under the feathers with me,
I’ll suck the tears from your watery face.
And should you start to squeak or rust,
My reverence will oil your hinges and repair your forgotten happiness.

Sun_Sparkz · 09-27-2005, 07:11 PM

Come dance with me in a paddock of growing green
Capture the life it brings to my eyes when I steal your essence
Lift me above the pasture, bless it with our worship
Paint a rainbow over my mouth and keep it from evanescence

If we leave the countryside it rains until it pours
And when our bodies hit the surf the tidal waves ignite
The lights go out when we go home
And the to respire without your oxygen is a fight

Lay me down in the Lucerne
I love its sweet, earthy aroma, just like country smog
No one can see us in this maze of maize
Lets slumber forever and rise above this fog

Sun_Sparkz · 09-27-2005, 07:14 PM

And your there on the wall, smiling at me from behind the glass.
Your only just in the background of the photograph and no one else has ever noticed that you are there.
They only look at the direct subject, the rest, their eyes scan pass.

But I know your there.

I’ll love him for as long as my heart knows how.
I love him and that’s enough for now.

But your still there on the wall. Forever smiling at me from behind the glass.
You’ll always be in the background.. and no one ever notices you’re here.
They only look at the direct subject, the rest, their eyes scan pass.

But I know you’re here.

Sun_Sparkz · 09-27-2005, 07:16 PM

And so you’ve sailed away
Into a hazy abyss
Shunning all connection
Inverting every kiss

I hope you’ve made yourself feel better
I hope the toxins sooth your pain
That stubble of yesterday there on your chin
Is nothing to us, not loss nor gain

The one thing harder than remembering you
Is trying to forget
The first sight of safety,
And the very last time we met

Time cannot heal such holes
And I don’t want it to
I want to feel every inch of this loneliness
I want the grey to soak on through

I can’t let go of memories as pure as those you gave me

Sun_Sparkz · 09-27-2005, 07:17 PM

Ferris Wheel Dean, he meant so many things.
It was Easter and we thought we had given life to our very own piece of love.

The look on his face above the crowd, amongst the lights, up so high with the autumn air on our faces
I thought it was an unmatchable purity,

He has since explained that he needed to pass gas and was trying to compose himself.

A thousand lies can conceal a thousand truths but I will probably misunderstand all of them.
An admiration I held for a boy that could be content in doing nothing but nothing, has turned into contempt for a man that does nothing but nothing.

wolf · 09-28-2005, 12:41 AM

They're all quite nice. It's clear that you like playing with words.

Assuming they are self referential works:

At least you still have your goat ...

(don't any of you read anything naughty into that. I meant it to be nice. And encouraging.)

Sun_Sparkz · 09-28-2005, 01:13 AM

haha! yes.. true!!

thanks Wolf.

"Quite Nice" could be scary.. but ill be pessimistic and say thanks

Yes they are all self referential, but i only ever seem to get the urge to play with my dear english when i am feeling down, or really tired and emotional.. so most of my creative writing ends up like that.

kerosene · 09-28-2005, 01:25 AM

I love the way your words tumble. These poems are making me want to paint, now. hehe.

Very expressive. Keep it up.

wolf · 09-28-2005, 02:09 AM

Sparkz, if I refer to poetry as anything other than "deplorable" it's high praise. Honest.

Sun_Sparkz · 01-04-2006, 10:53 PM

WILLIAM

A blonde boy with hazel eyes stands under the sprinkler
his olive skin and button nose glow under the summer sun
he loves to run and play, but his temprement is mild
Big hugs warm my heart, the promises of a son....

Mourning for a child unborn and not concieved
a bittersweet goodbye
for William who never existed,
a dream that was a lie.

I'll still see him in my day dreams,
a light that we could have created together
scarred inside - though i may be
he will remain inside my soul forever

capnhowdy · 01-06-2006, 09:08 PM

Great work. Impressive.

Keep it coming.

xoxoxoBruce · 01-07-2006, 09:15 PM

Sun, I just went back to the start and read them through. How terrifying.

Sun_Sparkz · 01-07-2006, 10:25 PM

well terrifying was not a word i expected! They are progressive though, the first one more than 2 years old, and William just last week.

laebedahs · 01-11-2006, 10:50 PM

Interesting poetry. It seems like a cross between rock and roll and country style.

09-27-2005, 07:05 PM	#1
Sun_Sparkz Has Body Temperature Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: I come from a land downunder Posts: 1,105	Some of Sparkies Poetry YOU STILL LIVE IN ME I drive past your home at midnight, Just to feel the essence of your body in that house. Your car parked outside makes the space in me loud, But my apologies remain quiet as a mouse The air that you breathe in this suburb, Eventually comes down my lungs too And the red light you stopped for this morning Is the same green that let me pass through. Your designated seat on the red and grey retreat Is one I delighted in stealing. But its not like before, when you’d wrestle me to the floor And banish every other feeling. A love in my eyes for a man I despise is a habit I’d tried hard to break Your devotion still haunts me, And your protection is a warranty that is still very hard not to take. __________________ We'll never be as young as we are right now Last edited by Sun_Sparkz; 09-28-2005 at 12:15 AM.

09-27-2005, 07:08 PM	#2
Sun_Sparkz Has Body Temperature Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: I come from a land downunder Posts: 1,105	Mr. I'm sorry I forgot your love Unlock the door and let me in, I’m sorry I forgot about us. Don’t push your blood red skin into those cold tiles any longer, The coolness is but reparation for the coldness of my love. The drunken subconscious actions of your intoxication, Is a sickly reminder of how I don’t care nearly enough. Come seek sanctuary under the feathers with me, I’ll suck the tears from your watery face. And should you start to squeak or rust, My reverence will oil your hinges and repair your forgotten happiness. __________________ We'll never be as young as we are right now

09-27-2005, 07:11 PM	#3
Sun_Sparkz Has Body Temperature Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: I come from a land downunder Posts: 1,105	maze of maize Come dance with me in a paddock of growing green Capture the life it brings to my eyes when I steal your essence Lift me above the pasture, bless it with our worship Paint a rainbow over my mouth and keep it from evanescence If we leave the countryside it rains until it pours And when our bodies hit the surf the tidal waves ignite The lights go out when we go home And the to respire without your oxygen is a fight Lay me down in the Lucerne I love its sweet, earthy aroma, just like country smog No one can see us in this maze of maize Lets slumber forever and rise above this fog __________________ We'll never be as young as we are right now

09-27-2005, 07:14 PM	#4
Sun_Sparkz Has Body Temperature Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: I come from a land downunder Posts: 1,105	the wall And your there on the wall, smiling at me from behind the glass. Your only just in the background of the photograph and no one else has ever noticed that you are there. They only look at the direct subject, the rest, their eyes scan pass. But I know your there. I’ll love him for as long as my heart knows how. I love him and that’s enough for now. But your still there on the wall. Forever smiling at me from behind the glass. You’ll always be in the background.. and no one ever notices you’re here. They only look at the direct subject, the rest, their eyes scan pass. But I know you’re here. __________________ We'll never be as young as we are right now

09-27-2005, 07:16 PM	#5
Sun_Sparkz Has Body Temperature Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: I come from a land downunder Posts: 1,105	Into the haze And so you’ve sailed away Into a hazy abyss Shunning all connection Inverting every kiss I hope you’ve made yourself feel better I hope the toxins sooth your pain That stubble of yesterday there on your chin Is nothing to us, not loss nor gain The one thing harder than remembering you Is trying to forget The first sight of safety, And the very last time we met Time cannot heal such holes And I don’t want it to I want to feel every inch of this loneliness I want the grey to soak on through I can’t let go of memories as pure as those you gave me __________________ We'll never be as young as we are right now

09-27-2005, 07:17 PM	#6
Sun_Sparkz Has Body Temperature Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: I come from a land downunder Posts: 1,105	Ferris Wheel Dean Ferris Wheel Dean, he meant so many things. It was Easter and we thought we had given life to our very own piece of love. The look on his face above the crowd, amongst the lights, up so high with the autumn air on our faces I thought it was an unmatchable purity, He has since explained that he needed to pass gas and was trying to compose himself. A thousand lies can conceal a thousand truths but I will probably misunderstand all of them. An admiration I held for a boy that could be content in doing nothing but nothing, has turned into contempt for a man that does nothing but nothing. __________________ We'll never be as young as we are right now

09-28-2005, 12:41 AM	#7
wolf lobber of scimitars Join Date: Jul 2001 Location: Phila Burbs Posts: 20,774	They're all quite nice. It's clear that you like playing with words. Assuming they are self referential works: At least you still have your goat ... (don't any of you read anything naughty into that. I meant it to be nice. And encouraging.) __________________ wolf eht htiw og "Conspiracies are the norm, not the exception." --G. Edward Griffin The Creature from Jekyll Island High Priestess of the Church of the Whale Penis

09-28-2005, 01:13 AM	#8
Sun_Sparkz Has Body Temperature Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: I come from a land downunder Posts: 1,105	haha! yes.. true!! thanks Wolf. "Quite Nice" could be scary.. but ill be pessimistic and say thanks Yes they are all self referential, but i only ever seem to get the urge to play with my dear english when i am feeling down, or really tired and emotional.. so most of my creative writing ends up like that. __________________ We'll never be as young as we are right now

09-28-2005, 01:25 AM	#9
kerosene Touring the facilities Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: The plains of Colorado Posts: 3,476	I love the way your words tumble. These poems are making me want to paint, now. hehe. Very expressive. Keep it up.

09-28-2005, 02:09 AM	#10
wolf lobber of scimitars Join Date: Jul 2001 Location: Phila Burbs Posts: 20,774	Sparkz, if I refer to poetry as anything other than "deplorable" it's high praise. Honest. __________________ wolf eht htiw og "Conspiracies are the norm, not the exception." --G. Edward Griffin The Creature from Jekyll Island High Priestess of the Church of the Whale Penis

01-04-2006, 10:53 PM	#11
Sun_Sparkz Has Body Temperature Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: I come from a land downunder Posts: 1,105	New one WILLIAM A blonde boy with hazel eyes stands under the sprinkler his olive skin and button nose glow under the summer sun he loves to run and play, but his temprement is mild Big hugs warm my heart, the promises of a son.... Mourning for a child unborn and not concieved a bittersweet goodbye for William who never existed, a dream that was a lie. I'll still see him in my day dreams, a light that we could have created together scarred inside - though i may be he will remain inside my soul forever __________________ We'll never be as young as we are right now

01-06-2006, 09:08 PM	#12
capnhowdy Blatantly Homosapien Join Date: Mar 2004 Posts: 6,200	Great work. Impressive. Keep it coming. __________________ Please type slowly. I can't read very fast............... and no holy water, please.

01-07-2006, 09:15 PM	#13
xoxoxoBruce The future is unwritten Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 71,105	Sun, I just went back to the start and read them through. How terrifying. __________________ The descent of man ~ Nixon, Friedman, Reagan, Trump.

01-07-2006, 10:25 PM	#14
Sun_Sparkz Has Body Temperature Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: I come from a land downunder Posts: 1,105	well terrifying was not a word i expected! They are progressive though, the first one more than 2 years old, and William just last week. __________________ We'll never be as young as we are right now

01-11-2006, 10:50 PM	#15
laebedahs Abecedarian Join Date: Oct 2005 Posts: 172	Interesting poetry. It seems like a cross between rock and roll and country style.

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