Tuesday, February 22, 2011

White Denim - Syncn

love right now

if i am not doing something i get crazy

people who don't care if they sleep are lovers

this is the way

this winter 
i am grinning through my teeth
my dream deserved

this is my chance to love everything

i believe in my world
it's easy
everything is shaped like me
i listen to my days talk


mistakes are allowed
i don't have to be good
i get to be honest
like a knife against a plate


 my shadow
my consequences
it left me with the most curious wound

today shines like a new moon
 music explodes out of itself
i am sticking to what is familiar
i am humming


rolling rounds of thunder
 i hear questions
it sounds like gunfire

only a few ever make it through the impossible gates
my heart shakes like fire
through my delicate woods

i noticed enough
i hold still
and relax in the thickness of honey


 this never grew easy
but at last i grew peaceful
all winter
in this uncertain dream


-bridget weiser

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Electric Blue

just here
in my restless imagination
i see the entire world differently
like it was just born
vast and wild

i see fires
i feel the skin of my ideas
 colors are in between us

i see him when i see myself
our story looks the same
i kneel before this wonderful pain
honoring my feelings
i surrender

 up into the rafters of baked clouds
i ascend
into this like a fool
i drift
into the poets smoke
 my hands parted before my lips
 my words in their marbles
spinning in place
my pen is loaded

this dream
why not
faceless and slow
why not

i am dizzy
smiling in a riddle of us
new meanings
theses are new days

whatever this is holds me to my pen
 sort of hidden
sort of obvious
it's right to enjoy this


nothing early
nothing late


-Bridget Weiser