What darkness of the spirit possesses
that corrupts the flesh and weakens the spirit
that says, let us wait, let us do it tomorrow
and then tomorrow comes
and tomorrow becomes today
and we say, let us wait, let us do it tomorrow
and so on till the end of time.
Archive for March, 2014|Monthly archive page
Procrastination
In poem, poetry, procrastination on March 31, 2014 at 10:15 amPerchance to Dream – as haiku
In Uncategorized on March 29, 2014 at 9:31 amDetailed dreams torment
with clear yet obtuse visions,
meanings beyond reach.
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#haiku
#poem
#poetry
#budalla
Perchance to Dream
In dreams, poem, poetry on March 29, 2014 at 6:14 amThe hour is early,
the rising of the sun still hours away.
The midnight torment of the soul,
the dreams of incredible detail
and utter strangeness fill my sleep.
Flying, running, confusion,
searching, questing,
seeking some unknown goal,
yearning and looking for answers
just within grasp,
just out of reach,
then slip silently
beyond knowing.
The sleeper awakes,
normal programming resumes,
leaving vivid memories
of questing dreams
and answers unrealized.
3/29/2014
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#poetry
#poem
#dreams
#budalla
My Spirit
In haiku, poem, poetry on March 26, 2014 at 7:44 pmMy spirit spills forth
in random words on a page,
preaching to the world.
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#poem
#poetry
#budalla
Fear
In love, poem, poetry on March 24, 2014 at 5:32 pmI can’t love you because you’re not young.
I can’t love you because you’re not beautiful.
I can’t love you because you’re not rich.
I can’t love you because you don’t have a nice car.
I can’t love you because you don’t have a good job.
I can’t love you because you’re not of my faith.
I can’t love you because you don’t belong to the same political party.
I can’t love you because you’re not physically perfect.
I can’t love you because you are short.
I can’t love you because you’re fat.
I can’t love you because you snore.
I can’t love you because my family wouldn’t approve.
I can’t love you because I’m too busy making lists of reasons why I can’t love you.
I can’t love you because I don’t really know what love is.
I can’t love you because I don’t really love myself.
I can’t love you because, as much as I want love, it scares me to death.
I can’t love you because, despite all my fears, my can’ts, I might love you anyway.
Profane Sunday: Her Touch
In haiku, poem, poetry, profanesunday on March 23, 2014 at 1:15 pmDesiring release,
her touch dances lightly.
She seeks her center,
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#haiku
#poem
#poetry
#profanesunday
#budalla
#masturbation
Seeds – v.1 & v.2
In haiku, love, poem, poetry on March 22, 2014 at 11:01 amThe boy smiles shyly.
The girl blushes, looks away.
Planting seeds of love..
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The girl smiles shyly.
The boy blushes, looks away.
Planting seeds of love.
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#poem
#poetry
#love
#budalla
Spring Fever
In haiku, love, lust, poem, poetry, spring on March 21, 2014 at 3:45 pmHer figure boyish,
the young man stares openly.
Lust and love consumes.
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#poem
#poetry
#love
#lust
#budalla
Today, three words.
In life, poem, poetry on March 20, 2014 at 6:17 pmWho are you?
I don’t know.
Who am I?
A good question.
Why is this?
Because it is.
Why am I?
Because I am.
Can we know?
We can try.
Should we care?
Yes, we should.
Does it matter?
No, it doesn’t.
Why, pray tell?
Because we are.
Because we can.
So should you.
We live anyway.
We love regardless.
Because we do.
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#poetry
#questions
#because
#budalla
To Spring!
In haiku, poem, poetry, spring on March 20, 2014 at 4:17 pmSpring unfolds this day,
like a flower before us.
Go, revel in it!
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#poem
#poetry
#spring
#budalla