Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Elephant in the Center of the Room

Don't look ahead or behind or within
Don't look in the corners
Don't stare at it in the center of the room
It's not there

Don't feed it, don't play with it
Don't even think to try for it
Don't be foolish....
It's not standing there

And then we feed it lingerie
It becomes an intoxicated mess on the floor
We feed it suggestions, exceptions
and display it off the walls
but it's not...there at all

Don't paint it purple, or red or black
Don't try to move it aside
Don't walk beneath, just go around it
It's not there at all

Don't you dare give it a laugh
Don't give it back
Don't try to make it all make sense
Nothing is there at all

And then we feed it fishnet stockings
It flies high overhead off the walls and the bed
Living off suggestions, exceptions
glaring off the walls
but it's...not there at all, at all

So, don't look behind it, above it, beside it
Don't even think that it's there
Don't look in corners or under the rug
It's just not there

Don't feed it cookies and don't give it love
Don't wrap your arms around
and don't make it warm
It's not there at all
Standing about 13 feet tall

by elizabeth azpurua

Friday, October 22, 2010

Mercury

Mr. Jupiter, tell me the way of the universe
tell me the song of the stars
Mr. Jupiter
go away now you can't answer me these
Mr. Mercury, tell me the essence of the milky way
tell me all about the cosmic plagues and miles
and miles of matter and dust
Mr. Mercury
you always could answer me
Mr. Venus, tell me oh, tell me about saturn
tell me about dancing inside of patterns and silver
Mr. Venus, sing me a song
Mr. Venus
you're just doing this wrong
Mr. Mercury, tell me of orbits and trailing things
of stardust in comets and spinning rings and asteroids
tell me of the worlds
Mr. Mercury
you always could answer me


By Elizabeth Azpurua

Monday, October 18, 2010

...missing something great?

it's in the touch I do not have
the eyes I hardly ever see
the static when the world is hushed
and the frantic speeding inside me
it's in the way I see this world
when you're around and next to me
the moment when time seems to stop
and I feel your thoughts while I'm thinking
somebody ought to tell me what I'm missing
something cosmic, something great
in the absense of our thinking
I am assuming I'm too late
it's in the movement of your limbs
the smile I rarely get to see
the echo of our thoughts colliding battle front
the frantic speeding inside me
it's in the way I know the world
when you're showing me what there is to see
and every time the hourglass changes
I know I'm still missing something
somebody tell me what my eyes just can settle on
something cosmic, something great
perhaps I'm right, or perhaps I'm wrong
But am I just too late?
I might be too late...
...missing...
something great

by me

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Your New Home

I'm horrible sometimes
Unwilling, unwise
Unable to focus on the course
You are dependable and strong
I'm running the other way
and I tell you to just get out of my face

If they want you so bad they can adopt you
Bring you home, like a puppy
or a brand new shoe
If they want you so bad the can keep you
I'll leave the door wide open
come on in
and I'll go away

I am incorrigible they say
Impatient and precise
Constantly picking at the strings
You are a mastermind of charm
Fully able to carry on
so go ahead and take my burdens away

If they want you so bad they can just adopt you
Bring you home like a cute puppy
or a brand new shoe
If they want you so bad they can keep you
I'll leave the door here open
come right in
and I'll run away

I might be flighty, I might be foolish
I might get nasty and testy and churlish
I might be feisty and you are steady
I'm impatient and you're on the ready
but I don't care
back off from me
and find another place to be
If they like you so much let them come and keep you
I'll be running off now not wearing any kind of shoe
'cause I don't need you
No, I don't need you

So, if they want you so bad let them adopt you
Little puppy, bring you home, too
vibrant and colorful new shoe
If they want you so much I'll let them keep you
The door is open
Come right on in
and I'll just go away

By Elizabeth Azpurua

Fighting For Home

there was an angry avalanche and it was uncommon
whilst we fought back the torrents and I am broken
there was no need for all the stress of this battle
and I won't let it go
I can't give up
I am fighting for the home that I've known
and I am holding to the one that I wish to hold
and you can pull me back from these walls
take away my shield and sword
but never shall I let it go
no I shall not let this go
there was an evil tidal wave and it was omnipotent
while we were running in the sands holding innocence
there was no need for all the anger in this battle
but I'll never let it go
I can't give up
I am fighting for the home I've always held to
and I am holding to the one I wish will be true
and you can pull me back from this battlements
take away the shield and sword
but never shall I let it go
no I shall not let this go
I am fighting for home until the end I know
I am fighting for the home I wish to hold
and I can't give this up
or let it go
oh no...I won't
because fighting for a home is all I know
there was a torrential hurricane so uncommon
we rode out the waves inside our boat now broken
there was no need for all the hurt within this battle
but we never let it go
Or gave up
We all fought for the home we've always held to
and I am holding to the one I still want to become true
and no one can take me from inside these safe walls
or take me shield and sword
assuming I will let it go
I won't, I won't let go
and I never gave up, no
We will not let it go
and we won't ever give it all up
because fighting for home is all...
...we can do

By Elizabeth Azpurua

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Taken By You to the Sea of the Universe

"Taken By You"

months are counted, days are numbered
all these words have part of you
every space of hope is taken
every part is filled with you
not a second goes by wasted
every breath contains a thought of you
if I could regain the lost time
it'd return fine, but full of you
moments gathered, memories treasured
all these times spent with you
every smile is somewhere counted
by the memories held of you
and not an ounce of me is untouched
for it's all because of you
and everything is where I'll hope to be
when I'm standing next to you
I'll keep this going strong
every space of hope is taken by you

10/12/10

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"Sea of the Universe"

he tries to spread the doubt
and pull the heart strings
cause the hating, the anger, the hurt
and all the remorse
he tries to wear me thin
and pushes and pulls
and breaks in; from anger, hurt
and worse
if I could push him away forever
I'd toss him into the sea of the universe
he'd never try to change my thoughts of you
or what I know is true
I know it's true
he is trying now, trying now
spreading the doubt around
he is hoping now, he is hoping now
he'll wear me down
and I'll not stick around
but no, no, no I will break free
I will be free from all this doubt and worse
there'll be no anger, hurt or remorse
I am not regretting you
I am not forgetting you
he is trying now, trying now, trying now
spreading dread and fear around
he wants to bring me down
pull me down
wear me out until I'm breaking down
but I wish I could make him go away
toss him into the sea of the universe
I won't let him change my thoughts of you
or what I know is true
I know it's true
I'm not regretting you, nor forgetting you
never letting go of you
he won't bring me down
or wear me out
anymore

10/12/10

by me

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Choking on Truth

It's such a shame that your voice is so frail
Such a shame you can't speak
I sit and laugh knowing how much it hurts
Watching you fight to breathe

Choking on truth is the vision I made
Painted in words and a song
Swallow the innocent and thought you could
somehow make it along

But butterflies are strong
Butterflies are strong
Butterflies when armor plated are the destruction
I choose for the wrong

It's such a pity that you cannot breathe
You should have been so much kinder
Sitting inside of the field lighting matches
While setting my whole world on fire

Choking on truth is the reason I came
Painting in words and song
You swallowed the innocent and thought that
you could make it along

But butterflies are strong
Butterflies are strong
Butterflies when armor plated are the dectruction
I choose for the wrong

Here you thought you could end this world I made in blooming delights
You thought you could swallow the fragile and burn my whole world bright
Flames are no match for the truth in your throat
and you will never swallow
Might as well give up and lose your hope
armored wings are hard to swallow
Butterflies are strong, yes, butterflies are strong
Butterflies when armor plated are the dectruction
I choose for the wrong
Destruction I choose for the wrong
Choking on truth is the vision I made
Painted in words and a song
Painted in words.......and a song

By Elizabeth Azpurua
Inspired by Alex Bach

10/1/10

Saturday, October 9, 2010

You Are So Amazing You Could Wear The Universe

"Nothing Quite Like You"

music is nothing compared to your voice
but your voice is nothing like music
and silence is nothing compared to your breathing
but your breathing is something quite loud
the smell of your skin is like nothing on earth
but earth never knew how to smell
and mirrors may capture your presence in still time
but they never could quite reflect who you are


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"Wear the Universe"

I think if the universe were a cloak to be worn, it would rest upon your shoulders
it would wrap you in the essence of all that is magnificent and marvelous
it would encompass you in power
knowledge, and strength
I think if the world could envelope you with pure liquid life
it would wrap you inside of the static at night
it would mold from the stars the reason for your being
and paint across your eyes in the darkest of black
the moments that would pass by you would never cease to amaze
and time would be your playground, your passion, your craze
oh, if only I could enrapture you like the mountains near your feet!
The magnitude you move about in is an earthquake never contained
I think truly, if the universe were a cloak to be worn you would wear it well
like a king in a robe of strength you would be a marvel in the essence of the night
and from your eyes would reflect all the beauty
captured in the heartbeats between time


by Elizabeth Azpurua
10/7/10

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Walls of My Rome

"Wrong is in these Walls"

you are in every wrong thing in the world
a sickly snatcher of the soul
a trick in the lights and a false sign
leading to a false way home
you are a master of deceit
on your tongue is painted lies
and in your fingers are the ruins
of the fools who met demise
nasty breaker of the hearth
ruining warmth and comforts there
like an evil little ghoul
setting the world on fire here
oh, the hapless are your tools
made them play the lies you ate
and when we all turn up as fools
bathe our whole lives in hate
because we let you
yes, we let you
let the wrong inside the walls

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"Downfall Of My Rome"

a needle in your side
becomes the crossbow arrow
shot right through your core
and pained though you may be
nothing compared to my loss
the hourglass is lying
I am sure
a thimble full of wishes
becomes the downfall of my Rome
somehow I let this happen
never wanting so much heartache
and this undying loss
the hourglass must be lying
or we are doomed

both by elizabeth azpurua 10/5/10

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Their Eyes Are...

like hemlock fronds
like rocks covered in moss
and hills to castles far
like crags, ravines and mountain ranges
and wooded lonely isles
forested worlds of wonder
contained within your eyes

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spiralling downward
the echoes of whales
the sea, wind in your sails
and the wave tossed world
the ebb and the flow
and tides down below
glittering in sunlight
blue and bold
contained inside your eyes



Both By Elizabeth Azpurua

Friday, October 1, 2010

Sea Spinners

"Out to Sea"

Every time you are close to the shoreline
I fear you'll float out to sea
What's gonna keep you here in the sand
and not swimming from me?
Every night that the moon is out above
I fear you'll walk the long walk away
and you'll know nothing of love
So I'll tie you here to me like an anchor I'll be
I won't let you float out to sea

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"Spinners of Gold"

October is for daydreamers and spinners of gold
It's for riot makers and crayon painters
and women loving colors bold
It's for freethinkers and leapers and lovers
and people born beneath the moon
It's for magic and mayhem and wanderers
and merrymakers playing a tune
It's for dancers aplenty beneath harvest red
a moon bathed in symbols of old
October is for candle jumpers, revelers and lights
lit by the spinners of gold

By Elizabeth Azpurua