Monday, April 25, 2011

Scripture Song

I could have been the one you reached to

I could have been that crashing wave

Turn in your bitter rags

And learn anew the science of language

Dropped into the stream of paths, diverged

Long in the words

Of scripture song


This one really could be titled the same as the last post, but then again all of my "love poetry" really could be.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Regarding An Embryonic Momentary Cessation of Judgment

Reissen mir, reissen mir
Schreiben dein Name hier
I’m re-writing my sister’s sin
And you’re finding the right notes to sing it in
Reissen mein Herz, reissen mein Geist
Jetzt ist mein Herz in deine Hände, vereist
Write me the love notes you write to yourself
Dein lied ist vör mich and you’re right on my shelf
Reissen mir, reissen mir
Schreiben dein Name hier
You are not the right one to sing my song
I the wrong woman to write your notes on
Reissen mein Herz, reissen mein Geist
Jetzt ist mein Herz in deine Hände, vereist
Inscribe my name on the wings of a plane
Dein lied ist vör mich and I’ll write it again


This poem is so punny, but in such a silly way that I don't want to share. And the German makes it look so much more impressive than it is.