Poems About Ocean Vuong Seeking Friendly Advice
#OceanVuong
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
28th Jan 2021 5:46am
28th Jan 2021 5:46am
The Gorgeous Dream
If you must know anything,
know that you were born
because no one else was coming'
- Ocean Vuong
¡
Flutterwings:
you know you always escape a day
we never made -- but how
I would find you in every crushing second
I wanted to die
there, looking up at your dire ascent from
these clouds billowing above where I lie;
Stay.
¡
I never caught you still but blurry;
lines faded against the backdrop sky, ...
know that you were born
because no one else was coming'
- Ocean Vuong
¡
Flutterwings:
you know you always escape a day
we never made -- but how
I would find you in every crushing second
I wanted to die
there, looking up at your dire ascent from
these clouds billowing above where I lie;
Stay.
¡
I never caught you still but blurry;
lines faded against the backdrop sky, ...
#mother
#parent
#OceanVuong #freedom
#OceanVuong #freedom
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
30th Aug 2020 4:32am
30th Aug 2020 4:32am
You Are
I don't know desire other than the need
to be shattered and rebuilt.'
- Ocean Vuong
Raw, a shredded self
ripped from the vine
lands in obscurity
torn from its fruition.
A sky
dims in its awareness.
Thrown, ejected
smearing into unreception
as loneliness seeps
into evey crevice of
your inner wall,
your sanctum,
it burns itself alive.
It writes itself down
in chalk on pavement
just before it rains,
its story untold.
It learns to speak ...
to be shattered and rebuilt.'
- Ocean Vuong
Raw, a shredded self
ripped from the vine
lands in obscurity
torn from its fruition.
A sky
dims in its awareness.
Thrown, ejected
smearing into unreception
as loneliness seeps
into evey crevice of
your inner wall,
your sanctum,
it burns itself alive.
It writes itself down
in chalk on pavement
just before it rains,
its story untold.
It learns to speak ...
#OceanVuong
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6 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2020 4:11am
22nd Aug 2020 4:11am
Aubade With Burning City (No Exit)
How something that lives only to fall can be nothing but sweet'
- Ocean Vuong
Say exit, and I won't look down.
Say we will all fall together, laughing.
Say this is a dream that we will wake up from,
never intending this, never walking toward it.
Falling, falling
drifting like snow does in sideways patterns
with random destinations, unknown, unpredicted --
these are the remaining pieces of a way of life.
I was with you before all this ...
- Ocean Vuong
Say exit, and I won't look down.
Say we will all fall together, laughing.
Say this is a dream that we will wake up from,
never intending this, never walking toward it.
Falling, falling
drifting like snow does in sideways patterns
with random destinations, unknown, unpredicted --
these are the remaining pieces of a way of life.
I was with you before all this ...
#sky
#night
#OceanVuong
#Christmas
#NewYear
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eswaller
Poem Published
11th Aug 2020 00:28am
11th Aug 2020 00:28am
Beautiful Memories (Ocean Vuong Tribute)
I see the lust and hunger in your eyes,
green like the meadows we spend our
summers trampling through as children.
Home… Who would have thought we
would come back to the place where we
began and started. Memories filter in like
all the times we sat on the front porch
waiting and watching. Or when we laid
down on the soft grass and we would
see the stars shatter and break like
bullets going straight for the heart.
Did you know how many times I saw
you cry and how I wished I could do
something about it? I never saw...
green like the meadows we spend our
summers trampling through as children.
Home… Who would have thought we
would come back to the place where we
began and started. Memories filter in like
all the times we sat on the front porch
waiting and watching. Or when we laid
down on the soft grass and we would
see the stars shatter and break like
bullets going straight for the heart.
Did you know how many times I saw
you cry and how I wished I could do
something about it? I never saw...
#love
#memories
#OceanVuong
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
25th Apr 2020 4:31am
25th Apr 2020 4:31am
Did You
Father.
Did you ever remember me
there
when I was small,
did the sky record
what you saw?
When I heard you speak
in low rumbles of thunder
before a storm,
did it ever occur to you
that I was painted on your clouds
before all this;
that I was
behind that door in
the eaves of your old house...
Did you ever remember me
there
when I was small,
did the sky record
what you saw?
When I heard you speak
in low rumbles of thunder
before a storm,
did it ever occur to you
that I was painted on your clouds
before all this;
that I was
behind that door in
the eaves of your old house...
#father
#childhood
#NaPoWriMo2020 #OceanVuong
#NaPoWriMo2020 #OceanVuong
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
11th Apr 2020 4:31am
11th Apr 2020 4:31am
Somehow
Someday I'll hear her where she remains,
somewhere in the old room
where part of me still lives.
Someday I'll kiss the sky to reach her
where she resides in me.
Somehow she will be waiting
in my shadow.
Don't worry, my Horizon,
you will forget her
as my knees will remember loving her,
and reaching up only to fall.
I'll pick myself up to fall from her mouth
as words unspoken, dying, sputtering.
Someday I'll become myself and find her
gone to become the sky.
I'll look up and call her Mother ...
somewhere in the old room
where part of me still lives.
Someday I'll kiss the sky to reach her
where she resides in me.
Somehow she will be waiting
in my shadow.
Don't worry, my Horizon,
you will forget her
as my knees will remember loving her,
and reaching up only to fall.
I'll pick myself up to fall from her mouth
as words unspoken, dying, sputtering.
Someday I'll become myself and find her
gone to become the sky.
I'll look up and call her Mother ...
#mother
#sky
#memories
#NaPoWriMo2020
#OceanVuong
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
26th Nov 2019 2:57am
26th Nov 2019 2:57am
A Little Closer To The Edge (Crater Of Stars)
Father.
I enter the word
whitening in moonlight.
A glimmer,
you are still electric
in wordless theory
where you evoked me
and I collapsed into you.
Crater of reception
falling out of Night's cricket songs;
shredded body of love.
Tempest,
Father whom I fell into,
where you held a cave for me
deeper than blackest vastness
of furthest sky.
Every star is yours,
oh Mother,
where I grew, expanding, extracting
within his grasp.
Teach me how to speak...
I enter the word
whitening in moonlight.
A glimmer,
you are still electric
in wordless theory
where you evoked me
and I collapsed into you.
Crater of reception
falling out of Night's cricket songs;
shredded body of love.
Tempest,
Father whom I fell into,
where you held a cave for me
deeper than blackest vastness
of furthest sky.
Every star is yours,
oh Mother,
where I grew, expanding, extracting
within his grasp.
Teach me how to speak...
#mother
#father
#sky
#night
#OceanVuong
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