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feast day

you
want a piece
of me

my love
my heart
my soul

you
have the tools
to make that happen

leave nothing
but
the bones

Rene~September 30, 2012

For Magpie Tales
Image via Magpie Tales
"It Must Be Time For Lunch Now", 1979, Francesca Woodman



faith 신의

i keep a flower
in a bottle of aspirin
recall the beauty
cure the pain

i hide my heart
under a plate of armor
the less i feel
the less i break

exhale the past
breathe in
tomorrow
i fill my lungs

i
can't
let
go

i wait for dark
to battle with the demons
i know their strength
i know their names

i gave my word
to keep the bad things
from you
have faith in me

a
brave
broken
soul

i gave my word
to keep a light around you
have faith in me
i'll carry you home

Rene ~ September 27, 2012

I must admit that I am absolutely smitten with all things Kdrama!
Especially the time traveling drama 신의 ( Faith)  and Answer Me 1997
I stumbled across them this summer on Hulu and have been hooked ever since.
I find the Korean language beautiful and the actors stunningly attractive.
Though the stories may seem a bit cliched to some ( I can't get enough of that love triumphing over adversity stuff) they are filmed against the most gorgeous backdrops and in the case of Answer Me 1997, entirely relata…

red eye

night brings
eclectic
fantastic
frustration

a flight
of swirls
and french
curlicues

dive
into teapots
and tickle
toast crusts

you speak
i cannot hear
over public address
whale songs

i extend my
hand
a foot feels
like fifty yards

kisses
micrometres from
touching sparks
miss connections

in terminal
holding patterns
you and i
in dreams

circling
i can see
my life
from here

Rene~September 2012

Image via Magpie Tales
Flying Down by David Salles, 2006

Gimme More

I'll dip you
over the
edge
of the universe

breathless
then stare you
down
like Brando

catching then
dropping
you in time
enough to fall

clinging
breaking free
then chasing you
down

hiding
in chains
a fugitiveon the run

seeking willing
to give it all
up

you're nothing more than
a shiny  thing

glistening
after the tango
as i leave
hungry

heart
of a hunter
forever wanting
more

© 2013 - Rene

high school hope chest

i was a carpenter's dream
you never could
shut up
about that

i was more than just
geometry
you didn't
own

you lacked the tools
and sense
to figure
that out

hormones and swelling glands
navigating
your every
move

yet you
bothered with me
when I couldn't even
stand myself

if only
i could have
changed
my breasts

or cut
away
my ethnic
nose

maybe
our conversations
could have
gone somewhere

instead of falling
flat
like your idiotic
punchlines

i was
always the
straight man in your
perfect, curvy world

forever waiting for
the hook
to yank you
back

truth
be told
behind the
forced laughter

you
had no
idea that
I didn't mind

Rene ~ September 2012

I was just feeling like a "big for her size" 14 year old this morning...
And this is the havoc I chose to wreak on the planet. It's a little thin after the hook brings you back part... Work in progress. I'll flesh it out a little more. Maybe. If I feel like it.

Sweet havoc.

aftermath

together
we work
twisting fallen branches
into shelter
sanctuary
for the wretched lost

no room
for anger and ego
no place for
such luxurious
self indulgences
as that

but for
perseverance, hope
and unfailing faith
there is
an infinite fortune
of welcoming space

for the wretched lost
we weave sanctuary
from fallen branches
unified by fire
together
we work

Rene~September 11, 2012
photo credit Rene

autumn morning

do you dream
as I do
of love sudden and shocking
eliciting
the chatter of teacups
feverishly thrusting
into heated debate

can you find a moment
as you brush by
me and onto your routine
to take me,
breathless,
to the beautiful
we once knew

Rene ~ September 9, 2012

the call

the piper man has come
like it or not
time to mind the call
or forever be pulled

how we danced
to songs in ordinary time
how delicious the fruit
of each new discovery

how we dreamed
on shoulders broad and mighty
firm with expectation
yet fair with compassion

how we loved
on sheets fragrant with infinity
figure eights rising and falling
under a sturgeon moon

time has now come
to heed the call
of the piper, to the hungry table
to serve with love the lessons learned

what good will it make?

Rene ~ September 3, 2012