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Half Awake – Destroyer and Preserver
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May 16, 2015. May 16, 2015. I sometimes think that I love you most. When I’m only half awake;. When the mountains of my wakeful mind. Have crumbled away like age old sand. And I stand at the edge where they meet the sea. And I bury my feet in their cool underneath:. Where the ocean mingles with dry land,. This is where I stop trying to understand. Where the essence of speech is spoken softly. In the language of surf and sweeping wind;. We can stop searching for the perfect words. Sunday, May 17th →.
Early Summer – Destroyer and Preserver
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June 25, 2015. July 2, 2015. We splashed reckless in the rays of light,. Sprayed like rainbow showers over freckled faces. We drenched our aching aging skin. In the heat of early summer:. Rubbed it deep into our skin,. Wishing we could drink the sun. And let it saturate our passing youth,. Drown our blood in June strawberry juice. It could clean the weary years from us,. Burn them away from the inside out:. Wistful springs, lonely winters, melancholy autumns,. Each one heavy as quilts on an August night.
July 2015 – Destroyer and Preserver
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July 21, 2015. August 5, 2015. The roof of my mouth is bleeding. Tastes like burning red-hot life. Freshly slid off the frying pan life. I like to watch the teenagers dance. To festival music in crowded parks at night. All over the sunburnt, panting grass. The pressure of my tongue against the blood. I like to watch the drivers in their cars. With windows rolled down all the way. One arm dangled out like bait for the wind. Charred crisp around the edges life. I like to watch old ladies eat ice cream.
The Sinking Heart – Destroyer and Preserver
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March 23, 2015. In rain that stirs the sinking heart,. Were death not silent, I would sing,. Yet grief like wind tears words apart. Though flowers bloom at seasons’ start,. Their colour pales with thoughts that ring. In rain that stirs the sinking heart. Memories like the hunted hart:. Through wooded minds they fleeting spring,. Yet grief like wind tears words apart. Joy fills the days only to part. Cold sand through hands that slip and cling. In rain that stirs the sinking heart. Enter your comment here.
June 2015 – Destroyer and Preserver
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June 25, 2015. July 2, 2015. We splashed reckless in the rays of light,. Sprayed like rainbow showers over freckled faces. We drenched our aching aging skin. In the heat of early summer:. Rubbed it deep into our skin,. Wishing we could drink the sun. And let it saturate our passing youth,. Drown our blood in June strawberry juice. It could clean the weary years from us,. Burn them away from the inside out:. Wistful springs, lonely winters, melancholy autumns,. Each one heavy as quilts on an August night.
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The Story of Skrymir | Words of Giants
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The Story of Skrymir. The Story of Skrymir. 8220;My name is Skrymir,” said the giant, “but I need not ask thy name, for I know that thou art the god Thor. But what has become of my glove? Are there any birds perched on this tree? I felt some moss from the branches fall on my head. How fares it with thee, Thor? Art thou awake, Thor? Hereupon he threw his wallet over his shoulders and turned away from them into the forest, and Thor had no wish to stop him or to ask for any more of his company.
Though tiredness doth afflict my very bones | Words of Giants
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The Story of Skrymir. Though tiredness doth afflict my very bones. August 11, 2015. Though tiredness doth afflict my very bones. And distance yawns between my flesh and mind;. Though all my muscles creak and organs moan,. And energy a resource overmined,. It takes a second’s wink to know this truth:. My very bones are thine, my flesh is thine,. From foot to tired brow, from toe to tooth;. My thinking heart is thine; and thine my mind. My ardent adoration weighs upon. From → Poetry. The Cube →.
As I returned from work | Words of Giants
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The Story of Skrymir. As I returned from work. July 13, 2015. A tiny beetle, almost indistinct. Against the patterned carpet, makes her way. Along the hallway. Suddenly I am. A giant: clumsy legs stretch on for miles;. I fill the staggering expanse of hall. And move with massive steps. My senses shrink;. Perception spirals down to follow in. The beetle’s footsteps as I pass her by. Upon an infinitely spreading road–. She travels back the way I came, but now. The task seems herculean, though it took.
07.07.15 | Words of Giants
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The Story of Skrymir. July 7, 2015. The sky is a grey. Metal plate, hot to the touch;. Why won’t the rains come? From → Poetry. As I returned from work →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
The moon is a beacon | Words of Giants
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The Story of Skrymir. The moon is a beacon. July 27, 2015. A thousand miles away,. A thousand miles up,. The moon is a beacon. The moon saw the fires. In the Canadian prairies. The dry forests saw the torches. Of white flame at the tops. The shifting ocean mountains saw the glow. Of faerie dresses in Highland mist. The thin places saw the gleam. Of Siberian ice immemorial. The untouched winter saw the white. On the underside of the albatross. The Prince of Waves saw the flicker. And the weak golden bulb.
Postmodern Middle Class | Words of Giants
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The Story of Skrymir. August 7, 2015. A concept project exploring the character of a middle class white millennial through unconventional spoken word poetry and ambient drone music; delving into the reality and fabrication of their suffering, thoughts, and dreams. From → Poetry. Larr; The moon is a beacon. Though tiredness doth afflict my very bones →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). A Storm, a Sunset.
Coquihalla | Words of Giants
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The Story of Skrymir. June 12, 2015. I am as naked as the stones,. Patched here and there with moss. And shadow, rough against the sun. But for my skin, so soft and false,. I’d lay upon these rocks. And let my shame be stripped away. Beneath the wind and staring sun,. In time’s remorseless gaze,. My nakedness might be embraced–. But for my sin, so soft and false,. The sun might be my pride,. The stones my equal company. But human skin is soft to sin. And human skin is false–. My nakedness does not belong.
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July 21, 2015. August 5, 2015. The roof of my mouth is bleeding. Tastes like burning red-hot life. Freshly slid off the frying pan life. I like to watch the teenagers dance. To festival music in crowded parks at night. All over the sunburnt, panting grass. The pressure of my tongue against the blood. I like to watch the drivers in their cars. With windows rolled down all the way. One arm dangled out like bait for the wind. Charred crisp around the edges life. I like to watch old ladies eat ice cream.
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