Archive for East Lansing

Our Virtual Story

Posted in Image Poetry, One Stop Poetry, Poetry Reading with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 1, 2011 by dustus

Doubt they call him Alice
A superhero minds his dreams
Instead of Finding Nemo
His birthplace fills this screen

Beneath pallid, porous, chip defaced
Crumbling walls; he’ll always miss
Preview sporting acne scars
With fuming tags, graffiti adds
Capitol columns, botanical gardens
Statues defecting, passing by
Honorable mentions
Over passed time

Through the Photoshopped window
Suggesting amends
So unlike riffs to air guitar
Being simple enough
We all pretend

Absorbing impressions leading invention
From cliched song to artistic pretension
Fate buries each when life ends

It was a spring Saturday
Mourning away
Perhaps he cannot stand

Nor perceive nuance in cartoon
Caught up in realistic visual play
Assuming it all exists for a second
Not knowing what I mean
When pixels burst like hemorrhages
Bled to reconvene

And thus a chapter closes
Our virtual story rote
Imagination never dies
When bridging one’s false hopes

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*graphic design by me
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Posted in Blog, Image Poetry, Poetry, writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 6, 2010 by dustus

All she never dreamed it could be
Aware of her heart
For the first time
She’s free

Break from textbooks
bio, chemistry
Electing astronomy
Love her mythology

When detours alter
Doctor on hold
Feeling a pulse
Wonder she knows

Eyes downcast
Concrete earth
She never thought
His words could hurt

Missing family
So far this new home
Aspiration inspired
And thinking…
Her poem

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I took this photo.  The statue can be found in Downtown East Lansing.

Spirit of Spring

Posted in Blog, education, Image Poetry, Poetry, writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 21, 2010 by dustus

Learning how
To give, be free
An offered hand
With hold on being

Dawn climbs
Over rooftops now quiet
Subtle shore line
As if the sky a silken shine
Trees like baby breath beside
Distorted height from lens angle wide

Foam wake of waves
Blushing fair light
Suspending night
Feeling right

Put in my place
Of ambitious dreams
Words form twisted
Entangled rings

Sleepless again
Spirit of Spring
Questioning fate
Love we both mean