People often tell me they cannot write poetry. They say they do not know how. They say they do not think that way…whatever “that way” is. These people are wrong. If you think you cannot write poetry, here is proof you definitely can. Poetry Is Not What You Think It Is Poetry isn’t one thing. There’s a dictionary definition, of course, but that doesn’t encompass all of what poetry is. The definition of poetry is also a prime candidate for subjective or personal interpretation. For example, my definition of poetry goes something like this: Poetry is condensed language Think about […]
One Sunapple St.
One Sunapple St. I asked you for an apple You asked me for the sun Knowing outside of metaphors I couldn’t give you one You asked me for a miracle Right when I turned to run And against all odds I Turned around and somehow gave you one I ate my tasty apple You said I was the sun You reached for it then blamed me When the heat burned on your tongue Sometimes we unravel Our work becomes undone And sometimes we are stunned to find The work has just begun Sometimes you’re my apple Sometimes you’re my sun […]
Lonely Thought Island
Lonely Thought Island Lonely thoughts floating In a bright sea of people Another island More Poetry by Silencio Barnes More Facebook Poetry by Silencio Barnes The Original Facebook Post for Lonely Thought Island November 23, 2013 Lonely thoughts floatingIn a bright sea of peopleAnother island Posted by Silencio Barnes on Friday, November 22, 2013
Waking from the Dream
Waking from the Dream Waking up is hard The hibernation starts with the realization The realization that nothing is as it was supposed to be With the job lost, the failed loves, those inconvenient and pesky things Emotions Then the news says death By ingestion, breathing, walking a certain way And it’s all true, all of it So, sleep Sleep through it all Expecting to be awakened by that alarm clock called Change However, when sleep, opportunities pass, and change recedes in direct correlation to how many of those chances go untaken Maybe while sleep a dream creates a warning […]
"Our" Sacrifice
“Our” Sacrifice poetry by Silencio Barnes She demanded that I cut open my shell and let drip my burning soul onto her frigid altar The steam, she said, that arises from such a conflagration would rekindle that imaginary, burning, thing that we thought we had lost so long ago She hands me the knife, for no sacrifice is sacred unless done by one’s own hand We both held our breath as I raised the blade to Our neck And once again, as before the sharp edge pierces only her And she bleeds And I, with impassive serenity, walk away, as […]
#TMMPoetry by Silencio Barnes
Some may have been wondering why I’ve been putting out a bunch of short poems with the hashtag #TMMPoetry – well, nobody asked me, but I figured I’d let ya know anyway 🙂 It comes from an NPR promotion from their Tell Me More program. Here at TELL ME MORE, we will once again commemorate National Poetry Month with “Muses and Metaphor,” a series combining two of our passions, poetry and social media, and we need your help. Go to Twitter and tweet us your original poetry using fewer than 140 characters and the hash tag #tmmpoetry. And just as […]
