New JavaScript poem: Head In The Clouds
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Untitled #191 (2016)
It’s done. If you’re using your web browser, you can click here to open the poem. If you are in the Tumblr app, open your browser and go to: http://stephentkennedy.tumblr.com/storm Notice: This one does include audio elements. @erikadprice I’m exceptionally happy it turned out as well as it did.
Untitled #181 (2015)
You’re asleep behind me,I don’t know how deep,or how long,or how much I’ve kept you awake,but in this moment I’m thankfulthat my keys don’t clackthe way old keyboards do. Outside a great Mississippi foghas descended on ustoo thick to see past even your nose,though some of us have longer than most. And in this honest,too-early-houryou …
Untitled #175 (2015)
when i ran my fingers along the redwood barkthe forest held its breathas the tree and i took stock of one another. satisfied,the tree gives a small swayand i begin the speechi’d long prepared “gatekeeper,i’ve gathered the keys from the horizonsi’ve traced the secrets of the soilto our forest queengrant me audiencei beg you.the hour …
Untitled #148 (2015)
distance is just an obstacle, Dead-Beat, Irredeemable. Kasia, Buckwheat, Purity. words keep winding wildtossing their sneakers at the porchlosing socks ‘n shorts ‘n shirts ‘n the restuntil they stand stark, naked, alone,cowing the rest of thought into silence. distance is just an obstacle. neither of us knows just how long we’ve been …
Untitled #15 (2014)
The low winds moan,and I’ve not yet taken off my coat,‘cause we’re young, love,and poor,the house has drafts,the heat’s on low,but while the frost is beatin’ at the windows, love,we’ve got these mile-high blankets,these mounds of pillows ‘n fabric crags,comforter caves and little whistlin’ holes to the outside world. Beneath those …
Untitled #135 (2015)
all it took,couple ‘a days ‘n a ravelto tear this life down.see the clumps of dirt still fallin’ from the roots heavy achin’ thuds moanin’ ’bout somethin’ undone, the cadence of failure, the melody of rejection, patterin’ to the tune of the run. Kid, you was prepared to declaresupreme all-knower ltd.Had all the cards printed. …
Untitled #133 (2015)
I’ve been obsessed with putting the best form forward,dragging every dreg of meaning. lonely lines of code on the semi-global network,called cradled and clutched from browser to browser.endless erratic changes. so unlike a page…where each ink-etch falls in cadence. and maybe it’s that the meaning doesn’t mean anything,and maybe it doesn’t mean anything. I can’t …
Untitled #127 (2015)
What I’m really trying to say is,I don’t really know what I’m trying to say. last few days I’ve been trying real hard.decided I was gonna figure a few things,I was gonna make a few good choices.gonna try that whole dating thing.got myself tinder from the play store. gonna try that whole focus on the …
Untitled #112 (2015)
Sweet little baby,lovely little one, all the dragons are slain, the hearths are lit, the chests are bare, and the heroes off to seek their pay. It’s just you, me, and the evergreens, as they swing and sway. Sweet little baby,the story’s all been told.Only the forgotten are left and doomed …
