tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3517690642616943022024-02-20T10:13:51.317-08:00all is equal in the absence of lightA collection of thoughts; my poetry, prose, and art left here for people to consider and hopefully enjoy.Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-44379926151126652422012-03-18T12:04:00.003-07:002012-03-18T12:11:36.536-07:00would you like to know the words<br />that come to me, upon<br />any visions of you?<br /><br />how I caught my breath,<br />struck silent - or transfixed -<br />caught in a web woven out of<br />sunlight, and the way it touched your skin<br /><br />you with your eyes almost closed,<br />face turned upwards toward the clouds<br />oblivious<br />of how your face in profile and<br />the line of your neck, shoulders, body, all run together<br />in perfect dips and angles,<br />perfect highlights and shadows vying for place<br />on your skin;<br /><br />and it seemed to me then a moment still,<br />caught in time, a snapshot freeze-frame<br />of beauty<br />at its most unknowing and its most<br />serene.Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-10240363902868848292012-03-18T12:02:00.000-07:002012-03-18T12:02:38.285-07:00eyes like forest<br />thrown with amber light<br />warmth the colour of whiskey,<br />or apple cider in the dead of winter -<br /><br />eyes like forest, not in colour but in mystery<br />in depth, secret life and motion<br />and when closed, in quiet peace<br />like the silence of the woods, only<br />the small sighs of the earth and<br />life's rhythmic breaths rolling through the calm -<br /><br />eyes like forest,<br />alight with fire, bursting colour and light,<br />and sometimes sweet and deep as honey,<br />pooling<br />slow in natural luxury.Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-71619014515402446892012-01-21T15:45:00.000-08:002012-01-21T15:47:33.913-08:00If silence<br />is golden,<br />then I<br />am richer than Midas.Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-88069075088488395602012-01-21T15:41:00.000-08:002012-01-21T15:43:58.897-08:00aftertasteand then,<br />I'll remember the times<br />when it started to get hard<br />and I'll remember<br />the anger<br />more than the smiles,<br />the silence<br />more than the laughter,<br />and in the end I'll wonder<br /><br />what I ever saw in you.Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-53079486758745818952011-08-01T15:11:00.000-07:002011-08-01T15:12:31.043-07:00on words;let it all wash over you; fall inside your<br />self<br />fall inside and surface<br />to find<br />all that has come from your<br /><br />simplicity.Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-82864885296649452472011-07-26T08:42:00.000-07:002011-07-26T08:44:46.163-07:00from under your eyelashes<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal">cause sometimes when</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I think –</p> <p class="MsoNormal">always coming back to </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>close up</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">a glimpse </p> <p class="MsoNormal">like</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right">this.</p>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-9083751379322917852011-06-28T11:00:00.001-07:002011-06-28T11:02:57.142-07:00Do You Remember Passion?<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if !mso]><object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"></object> <style> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } </style> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">“Do You Remember Passion?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center">by alex rivas</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>Pushing open the door of the café on Gray Street, I really don’t know why I’ve come here; well I mean, I do know why but it’s easier to contemplate the rafters. They’re familiar, you know, but not too much - I can throw my head back in that corner chair in the far end of the room and get lost in the veins, the bumps and bruises of the wood.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>I ordered another King Crimson tea this time, but honestly I don’t know if I can finish it – not because it tastes funny or anything, it’s just harder to drink it all without someone else borrowing the cup once in a while. So I’ll just leave it there I guess.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Took a look around, it makes me kinda sad – seems they’ve closed off our – I mean, the patio. I think it’s probably because the bench back there finally gave out, I guess Formica really isn’t as unbreakable as some people think – really you shouldn’t take that sort of thing for granted. And past that patio, I don’t even need to look outside to see, to remember everything that’s there – things that don’t change, or go away, that are truly concrete. There everything remains, stays still while the world panics through it.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">On the wall there, “Do You Remember Passion?” – the favourite graffiti of the kids who haunt those backalleys, some other person begs the question.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">do you remember, </p> <p class="MsoNormal">do you remember?</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I remember, that stain living right on the bricks, I took one of your senior pictures there, the words that just jump out to say – well, I don’t know what right they have to ask, anyway. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">It’s not something that needs prompting, the thoughts that were already in my head. I could count the cracks in the sidewalk from where I am to that wall from memory, feeling two sets of footsteps in my mind but I can only see my own two feet, placing themselves one after the other; stumbling and remembering how you always said I was clumsy but honestly it was just hard to walk with someone’s hand around your waist pulling you this way and that. It’s not any easier, though,</p> <p class="MsoNormal">walking alone.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">27 cracks – that’s how many there are between the parking lot and here, our no my favourite little streetway – I guess it’s a short walk, and I get so distracted anyway.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>I check to see nobody’s looking, as usual – for different reasons I guess but I mean I’m glad all the same that no one’s around. I trace the broken lines on the wall there lightly - as lightly as I might trace the lines on someone’s face. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">It’s funny, I can see everything, right there – the memories, the photographs I took superimposed just the same on the chipping whitewash. Also funny, because the wall behind that whitewash wasn’t even white to begin with – it’s – too easy to see so much.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Also funny; you know, people stare just as much at one person wandering around alone as two?</p> <p class="MsoNormal">But it’s still so very </p> <p class="MsoNormal">different. Oh, and there –</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">somebody took your place in the parking lot.</p>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-22114678058708226562011-06-03T20:40:00.000-07:002011-06-03T23:01:30.256-07:00para la nocheit's almost like <div>the night has a taste all its </div><div style="text-align: center;">own;</div><div style="text-align: center;">like a smooth warm wine</div><div style="text-align: center;">or</div><div style="text-align: left;">melted chocolate </div><div style="text-align: left;">it moves around the corners of your mind- </div><div style="text-align: left;">seeps into the seems, behind the </div><div style="text-align: left;">screens you put up to keep in reason, the </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">light</div><div style="text-align: center;">of</div><div style="text-align: center;">day</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">like black gold; the night </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">turns the colors rich, dark, so vital </div><div style="text-align: center;">vibrant</div><div style="text-align: right;">alive and </div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">content. like a lover who </div><div style="text-align: left;">you know - you know you'll meet them </div><div style="text-align: left;">in the morning, you know they reside -</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">and see them once every day is done.</div><div style="text-align: left;">the night -</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">to rest at your side.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-66536089665941161892011-06-02T22:10:00.001-07:002011-06-02T22:10:30.993-07:00and still <div>I tremble</div><div><br /></div><div>because they say</div><div>it's inevitable</div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-43140293900626050232011-06-02T21:58:00.000-07:002011-06-02T22:03:13.879-07:00projections (I couldn't resist.)first time I heard your voice<div>"no surprises"</div><div style="text-align: center;">there I was, quilted blanket covering -</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">what</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">is</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">happening</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I was surprised.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I had no idea -</div><div style="text-align: left;">And you know - every time</div><div style="text-align: left;">I'll only fall</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">deeper.</div><div style="text-align: center;">maybe it's the music;</div><div style="text-align: center;">maybe it's just </div><div style="text-align: center;">the simple resonance of</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">sound.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-50307194651483654522011-06-02T21:39:00.000-07:002011-06-02T21:41:52.086-07:00<div><br /></div><div>funny how words</div><div>can contain worlds within</div><div>their little black confines -</div><div><br /></div><div>61 words</div><div>a lifetime</div><div>a memory,</div><div>vivid as summertime -</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">between two lines</div><div style="text-align: center;">just like this</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">a feeling.</div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-62678902036373879412011-06-02T21:33:00.000-07:002011-06-02T21:38:27.174-07:00only<div><br /></div><div>didn't know</div><div>that I felt this okay -</div><div>that anyone </div><div>could make all those past - to borrow words,</div><div>"losses long left behind" -</div><div>go away</div><div><br /></div><div>and I didn't know</div><div>that it wouldn't feel wrong -</div><div>to look in such a way </div><div>at such a person</div><div>with such a feeling</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">again.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">"Naturally" </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">in the purest sense of the word.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-7722469560345107662011-06-02T21:28:00.000-07:002011-06-03T20:30:04.876-07:00and I'll say "wary"<div><br /></div><div>because </div><div>it's one of those things -</div><div><br /></div><div>not to know.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">You know - </div><div style="text-align: center;">in the past, the ways</div><div style="text-align: center;">the days</div><div style="text-align: center;">the frayed messages I've been wired -</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> in the past,</div><div style="text-align: center;">the times I've been the most</div><div style="text-align: center;">so</div><div style="text-align: center;">so very open,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">then</div><div style="text-align: left;">slam</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">sudden shut - down - left - down </div><div style="text-align: center;">on my own.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean, there's a reason I won't eat famous amos cookies anymore;</div><div style="text-align: center;">but that's another story.</div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-38242921875761847332011-06-02T21:13:00.000-07:002011-06-03T23:01:00.652-07:00in all my sincerity<div><br /></div><div>there</div><div>standing, balancing -</div><div style="text-align: center;">a moment, a movement, testifying to the effects the </div><div style="text-align: center;">wind has on figures</div><div style="text-align: center;">who stand on Formica, regardless of the fact</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">it's entirely possible to be seen -</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And there</div><div style="text-align: left;">I couldn't even look - couldn't even</div><div style="text-align: left;">take my mind</div><div style="text-align: left;">off</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">"What's on your mind?"</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I meant, truly -</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">who </div><div style="text-align: center;">are </div><div style="text-align: center;">you?</div><div style="text-align: center;">inside, and will you </div><div style="text-align: center;">would you</div><div style="text-align: center;">take me as a thought to care?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want your</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">hands hair thoughts smiles mouth kiss words sigh shock and too - I want to be - </div><div style="text-align: center;">trust me. trust me when I want to be </div><div style="text-align: center;">anything, for you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Saying that I would</div><div style="text-align: left;">be there</div><div style="text-align: left;">if you'd like - </div><div style="text-align: right;">always if you'd like,</div><div style="text-align: right;">because a smile and my wary give-my-all are such easy</div><div style="text-align: right;">things to give you</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">if you'd like</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">"What's on your mind?"</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">a dare</div><div style="text-align: center;">dare you to speak the thoughts</div><div style="text-align: center;">you're thinking -</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">precipice!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-29706555077975900742011-06-02T20:26:00.000-07:002011-06-02T20:33:01.729-07:00sketch<div><br /></div><div>how adventurous are you feeling</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Are you feeling brave?</div><div style="text-align: left;">To face the storms;</div><div style="text-align: left;">the dark </div><div style="text-align: left;">the light</div><div style="text-align: left;">the way you can't see but your feet are going to trip </div><div style="text-align: center;">anyway</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">To face</div><div style="text-align: left;">the dark alleys that extend</div><div style="text-align: left;">almost as long as a personal history -</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Are you feeling brave?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Feel like, taking a chance?</div><div style="text-align: left;">Don't look down -</div><div style="text-align: left;">Just keep your eyes on </div><div style="text-align: left;">me. If you're feeling </div><div style="text-align: left;">adventurous -</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Are you ready, willing</div><div style="text-align: left;">to </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">jump</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-37151693419326627702011-06-02T20:11:00.000-07:002011-06-02T20:16:08.841-07:00kinetics<div><br /></div><div>Rocking chairs are funny -</div><div>push pull them</div><div>and in the end,</div><div>actually we move each other.</div><div><br /></div><div>Pervasive, in my thoughts -</div><div>you sit somewhere in my skull,</div><div>move </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">me</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I move</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So much that perhaps,</div><div style="text-align: left;">this motion</div><div style="text-align: left;">this movement</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">is lost</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">kind of like getting lost in the dark </div><div style="text-align: left;">like - how -</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">we-</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">move the-</div><div style="text-align: left;"> night-</div><div style="text-align: right;">together-</div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-43192307404406268492011-06-02T20:09:00.000-07:002012-01-01T21:53:54.320-08:00impressions<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>impressions<div><br /></div><div>are like marks we</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>left</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>on your skin.</div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-17417155290003399912011-06-02T19:55:00.001-07:002011-06-02T20:05:03.808-07:00people you meet at school functions<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>a chance meeting<div style="text-align: center;"> corner eye meet me</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">hello</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">handshake man.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Soft - </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">ink stain?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Top button undone</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">brown eyes?</div><div style="text-align: center;">memory turns blue.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">makes me a little blue</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">does he</div><div style="text-align: center;">do </div><div style="text-align: right;">you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">agree entirely</div><div style="text-align: center;">yes, </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>so.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Features take over</div><div style="text-align: center;">what I know now to be your face -</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">"Third freckle to the left -"</div><div style="text-align: left;">turn right you'll see</div><div style="text-align: left;">you can't miss it</div><div style="text-align: center;">too much </div><div style="text-align: center;">beauty within that</div><div style="text-align: center;">skin.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">can't miss that </div><div style="text-align: center;">skin</div><div style="text-align: center;">covers words</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">gone </div><div style="text-align: center;">to </div><div style="text-align: center;">from</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">"Sorry, I didn't catch your name?"</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">to a simple</div><div style="text-align: right;">"good morning,"</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">breathed easy</div><div style="text-align: left;">at seven a.m.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Now if only</div><div style="text-align: left;">I could feel that breath</div><div style="text-align: left;">as it whispers what it writes </div><div style="text-align: left;">to the</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">alone a.m. me</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-3699627374188791862011-06-02T19:41:00.000-07:002011-06-02T20:17:37.464-07:00connotations<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><div><br /></div><div><br /></div> </span>Suggestive?<div style="text-align: center;">touch feel move </div><div style="text-align: center;">breath <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>dark</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> strange,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> unplan present past</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">future</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the here-and - now</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>gasp </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> oxygen</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>cloy</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> </span>hands</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> </span>mouth</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">sensation</div><div style="text-align: center;">temptation</div><div style="text-align: center;">relation -</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> say<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> </span> speak </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">your mind</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> </span>constant</div><div style="text-align: center;">fleeting</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> </span>open your eyes</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">withdraw.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">- too ended - </div><div style="text-align: center;">too -</div><div style="text-align: center;">soon.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-18753629717270884552011-06-02T19:35:00.001-07:002011-06-02T19:40:29.139-07:00For my fatherPlayer piano -<div>the music sits somewhere </div><div>in between his fingers</div><div>and his</div><div>jazz, silent sounds.</div><div><br /></div><div>I can't understand -</div><div>the words mean</div><div style="text-align: center;">time thought small slow smooth </div><div style="text-align: center;">move</div><div style="text-align: center;">that </div><div style="text-align: center;">beat</div><div style="text-align: center;">and <i>flow. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>flow -</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">something has come about </div><div style="text-align: left;">between his subconscious and his</div><div style="text-align: left;">soul;</div><div style="text-align: left;">Like how a singer can speak,</div><div style="text-align: left;">and then weave you</div><div style="text-align: left;">some lonely, lovely stranger's voice -</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I know you, </div><div style="text-align: left;">but where did that come from?</div><div style="text-align: left;">Not even a breath.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">He breathes within the music;</div><div style="text-align: left;">or perhaps, </div><div style="text-align: left;">the music breathes</div><div style="text-align: left;">in him.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Either way -</div><div style="text-align: left;">all left,</div><div style="text-align: left;">leaving a </div><div style="text-align: center;">sigh,</div><div style="text-align: left;">and a</div><div style="text-align: center;">gasp.</div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-14035882064267645662011-06-02T19:31:00.000-07:002011-06-02T19:34:39.370-07:00the air between your teethbecause he has words<div>and I just like to sit and listen -</div><div><br /></div><div>Scared of such gravity,</div><div>Depth of the air, and he</div><div>will only speak words that</div><div>illuminate</div><div>What I swear </div><div>I was trying to see.</div><div><br /></div><div>My only fragility being</div><div>in the envy </div><div>I feel for the air -</div><div><br /></div><div>When I'm only somewhere,</div><div>and he's still</div><div><br /></div><div>there.</div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-27164615500898131432011-06-02T19:19:00.000-07:002011-06-02T19:30:42.943-07:00on time and your face<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">it's funny, how much</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">someone's face changes</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">up close - </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I mean, when it's just</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">right next to yours-</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">rightupclosetoyours.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">And there's not that screen of air,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Dividing</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">the way I see your eyes,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">or your mouth, </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">or the </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">little freckles on your </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">skin.</span></div>Alex Rivashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10616182336119360508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-351769064261694302.post-10688037208027688142011-05-20T20:20:00.000-07:002011-05-20T20:25:58.861-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJj51srp4Grx1WV1wzyDJDBOoD3gwuTl0s3oW-Xb8wLhtbrNCYcyn4I-b8RfUJs3oKY1bCTIZlO2b5nmeYOhOa9wDO3Lkptxm3A3CYdEHG9GyISXZYNL52BjFuVzSAtYg9-FFCJaKcZqs/s1600/IMG_1941.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJj51srp4Grx1WV1wzyDJDBOoD3gwuTl0s3oW-Xb8wLhtbrNCYcyn4I-b8RfUJs3oKY1bCTIZlO2b5nmeYOhOa9wDO3Lkptxm3A3CYdEHG9GyISXZYNL52BjFuVzSAtYg9-FFCJaKcZqs/s400/IMG_1941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609005399190159234" border="0" /></a><br />Diana color flash - 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