Strange Perspectives

Don’t think too much
because the road can go left or right
and you can be happy or sad
but if you must go straight ahead
try not to be so predictable and pedestrian in your motions
invest in strange perspectives while
trying to avoid the tragedy of the blind turn

– A. Ramirez

be a poet and you’ll understand magic from the inside out

Love, No Love

And now I know
that I am a terrible person

because you have told
me so a hundred times over

and now I know that I never loved you

because you have told
me so hundred times even more

what I am is a liar
who I am is the person
who destroyed your life

I’m disgusting
I’m horrible
I’m selfish
I’m immature
I’m irresponsible

I’m deserving only of a thousand knives to stab at my body
and a thousand steel pins to bleed out my soul, rotten and sick
as it must be – a vile congregation of animal parts
and animal wants

– A. Ramirez

All my love has ever accomplished is to destroy those it touches.

In Season And Out

In spring I shall
find you in bloom
and in the autumn
months I will wait for you

be a lily, I say!

be a rose
or the crown of a sunflower
be the head of a marigold
be fair and sweet, I say
and I shall love you

come to me
naked
with
glistening
flesh
and
golden breasts
swelling like the tides

be a teasing beauty to exhaust me
be a body dressed in coral to remind me
of the hostile waters in which
I first came upon you in

come to me as a rose, I say
come to me,
in season and out,
the kissable body of summer
and the sleeping hearth of winter

come to me, I say
as a sunflower –
as a rose! –
and I shall love you forever

– A. Ramirez

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Spider

Dear spider in the house
please find your way outside
and if you could avoid
that thing you do with your teeth
or crawling over my sleeping face
that also would be appreciated;

things are getting better you see
so please don’t make a killer out of me
I’ve murdered enough good things in my life

I’m looking forward to returning to goodness
and your six legs and spidery webs
keep catching me up and
bringing the worst out of me

– A. Ramirez

I love writing poems that have nothing to do with love or heartbreak. Poems that deal with everyday things. Take the mundane and make them poetic.

Another Love Song

Another
love song
comes on the radio
and I walk across
the room
to shut it off
so now
it’s just me and
the moon which
looks like
an unhappy
glass of water
hanging out
over the mountain tops
and in the dark
I draw a sentence
of colorful lines
while trying to avoid
the machine gun blasts
of a half insane woman
who rattles my guts
with mortar shells of love
and drives me under
the bed
seeking refuge
in the written
word

– A. Ramirez

I think I have enough material for another book of poetry. This one will be a paperback as well as an eBook. I’m looking forward to putting it together and editing.