Brad Kelly
Brad Kelly archive of published lines and poems on Linespedia.
"One morning, blissful as soft, dewy grass, I arise to realize everything lost, no memory haunts, no attachment grinds ..."
"Somewhere, underneath this floor reflecting fluorescent light and echoing hollow the synchronized footfalls of 6 ..."
"Anger shakes my telephone pole breaks the calm Interrupts a consistent flow of information from the distance to this point and beyond ..."
"Choking slow-like on re-breathed air, Ideas. Curl into a ball to hide from the world ..."
"Everyone gathered in the lobby waits iridescently glancing at out of synch timepieces Bending to manufactured will, Feeding a disease their p..."
"A sad mosquito cannot see me as a whole we are just as blind The world is shining, and pulses with a rhythm I can never catch Written August 26th, 2001 © on Aug 26 2001 02:15 AM PST 0 • 10"
"The moon and I have hungry conversations about long-lost lovers And the sun erupts, it can't withstand its own..."
"Sitting on my chair wondering what attachment is killing me most Desiring only understanding o..."
"Roaming blindly in cold, grey stench explaining introspection to anyone who cares.I wanted this to be a haiku, but..."
"Rest in peace, not dead but infinitely issuing charisma and Truth Your dusty soul inhabiting someone no older than 30 ..."
"Just inside of me lies an anxious, willing dove: choking on ennui Written September 13th, 2001 © on Sep 13 2001 01:33 PM PST 17 • 0 • 12"
"The sooty rainleaks thru cracks in everythingI see gray for miles...Violence solves nothingyet brings more of the samelove everyone.Everywhere I look I see a beautiful thingmade ugly by man.Anything c..."
"The Tallest buildings inDetroit, MIcannot contain my contempt for their purpose.Archaic brick,self-sacrificing cement.The world's only labor leftcast on the shoulders of the city'sbrown skinned progen..."
"The man who sold methis brain is a crookIt backfires and stalls,kicks out confusing interpretations.Wakens me with shoutingat night.It keeps my smile from spreading,and constantly criticizes everythin..."
"My soul a rusty coffee canwith some clangy contentsthat bang whenever I move.Pouring it out on the floorI see a lot of things I had forgotten:Disdain for authority,cynicism,infinite questions,a couple..."
"A quarter-mile down the road to Nirvana, Waiting coma-like for full sleep My mind spontaneously creates endlessly joyous or disturbing stories so dreamlike and real that they are immediately forgotte..."
"I fell down a flight of stairs and now with broken back I cry in the world's basement. Unable to move.I plan to write a few poems (hence, Part One) describing situations of failure as they apply to ..."
"The morning sky aches for the evening moon to take its place.Daylight requires effort.So tired I may stop breathing,face down on dewy grass,their finer tendrils runningthru my fingers like beautiful m..."
"My happiness in current events, is only exceeded by my eerie realization of mortality. Flesh and bones, a compilation of complimentary chemicals. Prone to illness, malfunction, despite of the heart's..."
"Wrought iron and panic. A thousand reasons to run for the hills. The sky broken into pieces on the rocks of philosophy. We have brought all of this on ourselves. Written October 5th, 2001 © on Oct..."
"The tortoise moves slow Daily life is a burden He won't eat for years The sun speaks to me: "tread lightly in the garden, its where flowers grow" I swim peacefully in a pond long after dark Lonely, ..."
"A rock sits, gentlypolished by water and timeA rough thing made smoothThe saddest part isI love everyone I seeAnd am still lonely.Smells sweeter than rose.Delicate like a dew dropHer soul as lovely.Ea..."
"For whatever reason,they killed us,and so proper revengemust be the same.Beautiful Women abusedfirst by religionnow by bombs,Twisted corpses in their arms.Everyone really trying to be in love.A few an..."
"Didn't buckle my seat beltFace thru glassNow I'mlying prone in thehighway of the universe bleeding from the mouth. Written October 8th, 2001 © on Oct 08 2001 04:38 AM PST 17 • 0 • 10"
"I walk in the sun listen to little birds chirp homesick for heaven Fell asleep angry the world vanished in my dream now I am alone Tried to climb the door and fell on my stupid ass Try again laterTo..."
"Art in the margins'Serious' work on the pageIm bored with the world.I am not nervousall poetry will not dieas long as truth breathes.Take credit when youfail as tho you had successthe same in the end...."
"Everyone stoodwaiting for an answerto their most age-old questions.Hoping thatwhile busywith commonplaceconversationTruth would fall from the skylike birdshit. Written October 22nd, 2001 © on Oct 22 ..."
"People talk in circles,not to solve problemsjust to kill minutes,hours, lonelinessAll complete nonsense,repetitious and annoyingTelevision living vicariously thru us.Its words fall from eroding teeth..."
"I haven't used theright words to describeanything in a long timeSit up nights.glaring wide-eyed intothe mirror, all memories swirling around my head like a halo.I am no angelBut I digress All the dama..."
"Under a full moon, we hold each other afraid that the slightest hesitation will seperate us forever. Without apparent reason we analyze the skyline, looking for something better. Already my soul to..."
"I've written a thousand manifestations of poetry concept All saying nothing All waste of paper. All superstitious and conventional. All to be burned in a fireplace when I have the time. Written Novem..."
"Like Gardens have wonderful flowers and nourishment Her soul is beautiful and refreshing. Eyes drag me with them to some underground lair. Something below intended to teach my pessimistic soul the ar..."
"Pain trembles to touch my lip, burning my old scar sending me spiraling back in time. Afraid that my strengths will be my ultimate weakness. Something so certain falls apart in my awkward hand. Lies ..."
"Floats in like paper caught in silent wind, only to remind how lucky I once was. Blue smoke begins to form a halo around my head but breaks when I laugh in exaggerated nepenthe. I walked this same ..."
"All day my head blurry from numerous chemicals coursing thru my veins. Thrown off kilter by advice from people I no longer respect. Thinking about Asia, about sitting quietly amidst nature. Unertai..."
"Asleep at night I dream of starry-eyed angels rescuing me from a discarded world. Carrying me willingly past old billboards and up beyond the corpses of architectual acheivement. Thru smoggy sky an..."
"Made benign by these unnatural conditions. I feel the blood draining from me. Feel my essence swirling in pools at my feet. Watch thru distant eyes, the realization that none of this world really matt..."
"Brick and mortar reflect my thoughts. Cold, a forgettable element of a boring scene. The truth swallows me up no matter what helpful slogan I whisper softly. And even forgotten failures, expand and co..."
"Sun sets blissfully red in the sand. Completely motivated to scream from tops of mountains and echo in river vallies that I HAVE been living all this time. The benevolent moon rises wary of the beas..."
"Walking thru small towns at midnight With no one awake. With only starry-eyed children staring at unmoving moons. Sleep is essential to keep us from realizing the void in all of our lives. Dusty..."
"I sometimes walk the city streets lofty and detached. Envisioning around me what was once a great forest. Breathing the distant memory of fresh air. Hallucinating the sun glide effortless. Shining d..."
"Genuine emotion escapes me when I think of the thousand other lives I have lived. Hamfisted,breakneck, and gargantuan lumberjack of the northwest. 12 flapjacks a day. Beaten and hairdragged cave w..."
"My mother was a raincloud, I think as I lay in dreamy half-sleep. Dropped me down to fertile planet earth to spark some new thoughts, even amongst the contentment rampant in the rise of the world's ..."
"Free, @ last, from dusty nonmeclanture. Retired from my failed attempts at being worthwile. Reste up, fully prepared to die old and peaceful under a bodhi tree, sipping tea and watching birds flutter ..."
"I jump into wishing wells hoping for pocket change to buy marijuana or a sandwich Instead I find the active wishes of a hundred random pedestrians: Forlorn wishes for love, for unattainable world ..."
"Rusted pipes carry the dusty remains of life across town. Right under feet technology has replaced the flawless food chain with plastics and pesticides. Mothers, once waited hand and foot on soon..."
"He gets up bare feet in dewy grass tells himself a story about the one who got away Drinks black, black coffee to startle him out of the sobering fiction of his dreams. Written March 19th, 2002 © ..."
"The sun and chirping birds have returned to wash clean the dark stain of the cynical winter. Joints still stiff from teeth-chattering cold. Pupils still dilated from low-light greyness. Mind yet unab..."