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The Mimosa Effect 2

23.-24. movie script ending

Posted on April 23rd, 2009 by desert rat
Posted in National Poetry Month, Poetry | 6 Comments »

Part 2 of the Twinned Poetry project. These can be read as two separate poems or as one connected poem. You can read Part 1 here (“little voices”).

Will you give me
a movie script ending
if I promise to follow
you down the dark alley
(but not the kind
with blood on the wall
or drowned children’s ghosts
or a fairytale wedding)
Will you give me
a Hollywood ending
if I promise to rescue you
after the crash
(I want the kind
that tastes bitter-sweet
a lump in the throat
wiping tears from your cheek)
Will you give me
a movie script ending
if I promise to catch you
at the last minute
We’ll watch the plane fly away
watch the tail-lights fade
into the fog, lone survivors
of the three-act story arch
we’ll throw the script away
and improvise the rest
Everything I ever wanted
everything I need
this tarnished soul of
wayward dreams
we both know
all too well
everyone leaves
everyone bleeds
everything I could imagine
was born in darkness
from hidden light
we wandered blindly
after the fight
blood in our mouths
smoke in our eyes
we found each other
nothing else mattered
running on empty
on four flat tires
we learned to coast
uphill & sideways
as if we never
needed gravity
or plot devices
we’ll burn the parish notices
learn to soar without a net

to hell with a movie script ending.

- T.H.
Cafe writing /Twin Poems #2, for NaPoWriMo
(Title borrowed from a song by Death Cab for Cutie)

21.-22. little voices

Posted on April 22nd, 2009 by desert rat
Posted in National Poetry Month, Poetry | 5 Comments »

These can be read as two separate poems or as one connected poem. I’m not sure what this technique is called, but I think of it as twinning – twin poems, related but apart.

Little voices
coming from
the neon clouds
little star
making tracks
across the universe
brew me a latte
  (somewhere he’s walking)
with cinnamon & sugar
  (the flowers are talking)
illuminated touch
fills you with light
inside, like fireflies
exploding, bright
streamers of blue fire
turn children’s faces
into Halloween masks
little screams
rising in the night
chasing sparklers
writing their names
in the air
boats on the water
dance with their reflections
I can hear
somewhere close by
flying low
big metal bird
painting the sky
lazy brush strokes
pale foam white
  (who goes there?)
they’ll make the rain come
  (torrent of voices)
we’ll dance skin to skin
lost in the dark
hiding in long grass
sugar spilled stars
flare in our eyes
  (they grow too fast)
gone too soon
fill us up
before we fall
into the fire
deep in the earth
we can still climb
out of the mist
into the moonlight

and disappear.

- T.H.
Cafe writing /Twin Poems #1, for NaPoWriMo
(music at the time: Romeo + Juliet soundtrack; Stars – Set Yourself on Fire)