{"id":449,"date":"2013-10-05T06:14:02","date_gmt":"2013-10-05T06:14:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/markdzula.com\/?page_id=449"},"modified":"2014-07-20T05:08:45","modified_gmt":"2014-07-20T05:08:45","slug":"poetry-lyrics","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/markdzula.com\/?page_id=449","title":{"rendered":"Poetry & Lyrics"},"content":{"rendered":"

Poetry is everywhere. Or at least, it helps to hope for poetry amidst the noise. The following poems were published on Verbatim Poetry<\/a>, a blog dedicated to found poems:<\/p>\n

INTERVIEW<\/a><\/p>\n

MELODY PITFALLS<\/a><\/p>\n

MELODY OF THE SOUL<\/a><\/p>\n

I wrote some songs and worked hard to craft lyrics for them, a relatively new pursuit. Here are a few of them:<\/p>\n

THE GRADUATE<\/p>\n

The pains you\u2019ll take
\nThe rules you\u2019ll break
\nJust to keep from feeling older
\nAn acute sense that it\u2019s over
\nStill won\u2019t cover your student loans<\/p>\n

Your credit cards
\nBrought you far
\nOr was it only deeper?
\nYou tried sleeping with your best friend
\nNow your best friend\u2019s with someone else<\/p>\n

Had I known someone like you
\nHad I half the charm you do
\nI\u2019d have done the same thing, too<\/p>\n

An attitude
\nSad as untrue
\nThe endless solitude of summer
\nWith ever letter to each other
\nWe write every wrong we\u2019ve ever known<\/p>\n

A set of stares
\nA godless prayer
\nAnd the space that lies between you
\nAnd though there is no smoke to see through
\nI still wonder who you are<\/p>\n

Had I known someone like you
\nHad I half the charm you do
\nI\u2019d have done the same thing, too<\/p>\n

SUMMER SONG<\/p>\n

Hold your coat
\nOn the cold face of a clock
\nSummer floats
\nAs she talks<\/p>\n

There\u2019s no map
\nTo the beach beneath the street
\nSummer\u2019s back
\nIncomplete<\/p>\n

The touch of her hand
\nThe choler of love
\nI can\u2019t understand
\nAnd I can\u2019t get enough<\/p>\n

Detour days
\nSun diverted to the night
\nSummer plays
\nAt a life<\/p>\n

Streetlights yawn
\nThrowing shadows in her smile
\nSummer\u2019s song
\nFor a little while<\/p>\n

The touch of her hand
\nThe collar of love
\nI can\u2019t understand
\nAnd I can\u2019t get enough<\/p>\n

All the thoughts she treasures
\nHer semi-precious stones
\nArrayed with elegant measure
\nDisplayed when she\u2019s all alone<\/p>\n

Hide your smile
\nOn the dark side of the sun
\nSummer sparks
\nYour smart remarks
\nSummer sparks and then she\u2019s gone
\nSummer sparks and then she\u2019s gone
\nSummer sparks and then she\u2019s gone
\nSummer sparks\u2026<\/p>\n

YOU AND I<\/p>\n

You and I
\nHave no need for a name
\nNo need for a singular truth
\nNo need for these trivial things
\nOur needs are both one and the same
\nAnd that\u2019s why we cry
\nI hunger for your wonderful games
\nThe play and the pull of your eyes<\/p>\n

You and I
\nHave our own little thing
\nA secret language we share
\nA silent song that we sing
\nA love poem that\u2019s tapped out in code
\nSo no one can tell
\nI hunger for your wonderful games
\nThe play and the pull of your spell<\/p>\n

You and I
\nAre not what we seem
\nUnbound from any sense of ourselves
\nThe soft melancholy of dreams
\nWe both want to come in from the cold
\nIn each others arms
\nI hunger for your wonderful games
\nThe play and the pull of your charms<\/p>\n

FINITE TIME<\/p>\n

A fond farewell
\nNot overdue, but just as well
\nIt\u2019s time to shake
\nThe bonds that bind you
\nTo these streets
\nTo the night<\/p>\n

This thirst for life
\nThe correlate of finite time
\nYou let grow
\nNow it consumes you
\nAnd you\u2019re lost
\nTo the premise
\nTo the promise of it all<\/p>\n

I pretend to nothing innocent
\nJust think of all the wasted days you\u2019ve spent
\nTending to the needs
\nYou never really needed
\nTo begin
\nTo live again
\nShe wants you to begin<\/p>\n

Her calling card
\nThe city streets in her backyard
\nShe lights you up
\nLike strange pachinko
\nAnd you\u2019re lost
\nTo the premise
\nTo the promise of it all<\/p>\n

I pretend to nothing innocent
\nJust think of all the wasted days you\u2019ve spent
\nTending to the needs
\nYou never really needed
\nTo begin
\nTo live again
\nShe wants you to begin<\/p>\n

THE REBEL<\/p>\n

Say no
\nSay no and say no well
\nSay no
\nSay no and give them hell
\nSay no
\nAnd so assert yourself
\nThere is a power to the word
\nWhen you say no
\nThe unjust cower to the word
\nWhen you say no<\/p>\n

A no
\nWon\u2019t go all by itself
\nA no
\nKnows there\u2019s a yes as well
\nSay no
\nSay yes to something else
\nThere is a power
\nWhen there is a yes in no
\nThe unjust cower
\nWhen there is a yes in no<\/p>\n

Be brave
\nFor all that you have fought
\nBe brave
\nDon\u2019t be what you\u2019ve been taught
\nBe brave
\nAnd be just what they\u2019re not
\nThere is a power to the word
\nWhen you say no
\nThe unjust cower to the word
\nWhen you say no<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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