Formerly Badass Horrible Poetry

This isn't just a poetry blog. Let's be honest, a lot of what I post is poetry but there are more often than not also postings about short stories. I do try to keep this blog separate from my others and post strictly creative work here. Some of it will be better than others, and much of it is in first or second draft stage when posted. These are raw works, and there will be spelling and grammar troubles at times because I use this blog to gauge what works and what doesn't. I use it as a place to get feedback. That's the reason it is "horrible". Because it's not finished-- And why should it be? We all want feedback but most of us are too afraid to put ourselves out there.

Welcome to my word.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Fuoco dell ' amore

Con te partiro
per lo cielo d'oro
e berremo
il fulmine.

Sara alla luce
 del fuoco

il fuoco incendera alla nuvola
non al fumo.
lo finira in
polveri e braci


Translation:

With you I will depart
for skies of gold
and we will drink
lightening.

It will be in the light
of fire.

The fire will ignite to clouds
not to smoke.
It will end in
coal dust and embers.

© 2014 Lex Vex

Monday, February 24, 2014

Summer nights

The lightening crashed as
we sat in the dark
eyes cameraed
and
the lifeless air conditioner
pulled and tugged
 at our clothes
 till they
gloriously unraveled
in a clash

©2014 Lex Vex

Me I think?

Farmington; golden crushed wheat and
moldy pumpkins

I remember the landing
the fuzzy carpet and
abandoned chair
that no echoes sat in
because we stayed on the stairs

Mother is a panda
Slow and friendly and seems refined
When really I'm surprised she's
figured out how sex works... twice.

I remember flipping you off
and the satisfaction  it brought me
my friends laughing gasps.
The look of hurt on your face
the one now reflecting my own guilt.

My body is a marionette of limbs, face
and thoughts
but my mind cannot control my emotions

I remember the taste of blood in
my teeth when I bit my lip
just to distract myself
when you looked away and
walked uncaring past.

My soul is an iron sword
cast with just enough steel
that the rust creeps slowly

I remember death's first doorbell
as they wheeled me into
the ER and a girl lay gazing on a gurny
with no sight to see the small brown stain.

I remember the boy Simms
and how he cried as
the fan above him spun
and some days I wonder
if my knock stuttered his life. 

My father is a fretboard
dependable and hard to break.
You can always replace strings when they do.

My mind an ouroboros circling itself
wanting but never full. 


© 2014 Lex Vex

Watercolor Kiddies

The pond is cracking
    through the middle
and paper thin ice peels apart
and Riley sobs volumes
until I melt the ice to summer with a piece of masking tape

© 2014 Lex Vex

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Fortune - (found poem from fortune cookies)

Fortune

Someone is interested
in you
keep your eye. Open
the quickest way
to lose
a friend is: to lend
him money.
Be cautious:
you do not have
to worry about
your future.
You have a strong
awareness of
selfothers.
Take notice of this:
When fire and water
go to war
water always wins.
You have a strong ethical sense:
Love thy neighbor
just don't get caught.

© 2014 Lex Vex

All Hail the Queen - Found Poem (from "Album Review: Beyonce" by Holden Walter- Warner)

All Hail the Queen

She wasn't done:
Listen to this album
just for the pure
lore
of... it all
spreads
like wildfire;
the whole song was
insanely
driven, and put the

Queen
on her
pedistal.
The material is
serious
the introduction
to the song
sounds
like its from the
Lollipop Guild.

©2014 Lex Vex

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Embrace in Blue

Embrace in Blue

Its only a crisp blue towel
        hanging limp on the inside door
              jam
but when you're gone
       it wraps round my shoulders
              a slythering dry cool hug
or a whispered hum
       singing I love you
             in a husky blanket.

©2014 Lex Vex