Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.

let them take you
for your money
for your heart
even for
the body
part
let them have
the lion's share
of all

and hide
what's left
in iridescent dreams
and milk-white
memories
of who we are
and what
could be
Disengage by w.c. pelon

4 comments:

Liv Grey said...

this is seriously awesome.
where do you find all of these great poems?

Calvin said...

Thanks.

I spend some time searching around names of poets I've heard of. One link leads to another which leads to another...

Sometimes friends will show me excellent pieces. Also, book stores.

Liv Grey said...

yeah i kindof figured.
i love the stuff you pick.
each poem is so simple but it means so much.

Calvin said...

Thank you :) I'm glad you see what I do in this poetry.