Energy Conversion July 25, 2010

Since the audio is recorded via cellphone it isn’t the greatest. Some of the “t”s and line endings are a bit lost.

I want to feel the sand between my toes
in the squishy messy kind of way and
have mud-sand squelching fights in
the blustery roaring waves

I want the wind in my hair blowing
me backwards in a sing-song lullaby
as it whips and tumbles among my bangs
turning cartwheels in split-ends

I want the mis-understood
and the not quite over-heard
and the too quiet sighs
jumbled on top of thunder thighs
that ride the fluttering gales

I want to travel so fast
that the problems of the past
are lost in the wind-blast
of forgetfulness
and tucked in the corners of
frostbit islands that ward away
with mountainous cliffs overhanging

They answer only to the wind.

(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010

Maple Tree Me Audio July 19, 2010

WordPress has a new feature! (Fan girl scream!) You can now phone in and post an audio! This means you can post a podcast to your blog from virtually anywhere with cellphone service. I know this recording is not the best (people are sleeping in my house, I couldn’t be very loud…) but I wanted to give it a try, so here it is! The related poem is written out below and this is simply an audio of me reading it aloud. I am considering reposting some of my sound poems with this tool. Please leave me feedback! What do you think of: 1) the new feature, 2) posting poem recordings

Thanks Willie and Jingle for the awards!

maple tree me

dappled sunlight coming through the blinds
i blink, close my eyes again
curl up knees beneath my chin
i pretend i am underneath my maple tree
a wooden swing sways above me
warm dirt and grass tickle my toes
from blankets how it grows nobody knows
a breeze blows from the sky of my ceiling fan
brushing my skin of the over-head light tan
and i str-e-e-etch arms above my head
reaching beyond the realms of my bed
feet tangled like roots below
hidden from the morning afterglow
they thirst for warmth which they suck
down down down from the depths they’ve been tucked
i feel the rough tingly bark of my skin
over which I’ve let lengths of hair spin
as lichen around my knobby elbows
the door clicks and down i burrow
quick, pretend you’re asleep!

(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010

here it is July 14, 2010

this is my something happy
something glowing in the darkness
this is where i retreat too
when the enemy is blackness
this is my something wonderful
when all the hope is lost
and creaks and groans scare me
from where it has been tossed
this is my something silly
when laughter has been banned
from inside the tiny hallways
that span my tiny land
you are my something whimsical
when all roads have been blocked
and the dreams inside my head
cut the ropes where they were docked

(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010

Noose

See here’s the problem
yeah, you’ve got me
I am wrapped around your finger
but you don’t know
you don’t know

And see here’s the problem
yeah, you’ve got me
but do I love you more
than you love me?
I don’t know

I thought that you believed that I was special
you told me that I was forever yours
but I think the breeze has been playing you a lullaby
and you have slipped by
under the daze of complacency

See here’s the problem
yeah, you’ve got me
and I’ve got nowhere else to go
I am trapped
but you don’t know

And see here’s the problem
yeah, you’ve got me
and I have nothing left to say
but I don’t know me
I don’t know

You told me once that I was safe here
You told me that I was home
but I think you must have lost your own security
and I have slipped by
please don’t let me slip by

(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010

Can I help you? July 7, 2010

All work and no play
sends the poetry away
five words a day
“Hididyoufindeverythingok?”
“Good!” (could equally be substituted for “OhI’msorryIcancallguestservicesandseeifwehaveit!”)
“Wouldyouliketokeepyourcoathangers?”
“Yourtotalis_______”
“Haveagoodday!”
Water
GASP
I NEED water
too many people with too little to say
makes you wonder about consumerism today
why do they shop if they don’t want to pay?

(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010

The 3rd of July

click
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whoosh
sizzzzzzzzzzzzzzle
pitterpatterpitterpatterpitterpatter
ah
BANG!
whizz pOp BANG! shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhzzzzzzzzzzzz pop BANG!
WhEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEw
Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
BANG!
muffle giggle
shhh!
……
pitterpatterpitterpatterpitterpatter
click
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click
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click click click

(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010