august rush eyes

poetic_star's picture

Some people like to set sail
for topaz shores and linger
on palm-laden boulevards,
but this boy prefers the intimidating
skyscrapers of a foil wrap silver metropolis.
He thirsts for prism raindrops,
longing to hear the blaring
noise of Navajo taxis speeding past.
Indeed, late into a shiny billboard dream,
he swears he can taste sugary crumbs
from Breakfast at Tiffany's on his tongue.
It might sound silly but the kid is actually
a lost ghost from black and white films.

He wakes up in an unremarkable place
where most folks his age
don't understand why he
dresses with scraps from
Alexander McQueen's closet.
And sometimes school can be
dangerous when mean words
turn into locker room violence.

Still, he's a startling countertenor
with beautifully odd august rush
eyes and a cleverness that
surpasses that of his tormentors,
which is why they hate him.
And this boy wishes to escape
the present so badly at times,
that his fantasies become
origami realities within seconds,
taking him mercifully away
to Barbra Streisand's stage.

Broadway crashes through
the ceiling just for him;
all the iconic voices
plastered to the walls
like peppermint wings.
Then he really is in
a New York state of mind,
the boy with red
jelly bean cheeks.

In the bleakest hour of
gasoline prejudiced night,
his tiny heart hangs from
a cardboard tree,
hiding behind
checkered leaves,
feeling utterly
ostracized for
being different.

"The love that dares
not speak its name,"
that's what he refers to
when he meets a male
student with amber
irises and a friendly
smile in a crowded hallway.
They inch closer towards
a bizarrely pure relationship
of top 40 ballads humming
in the background
and serious conversations
sprinkled with caffeine.

Sometimes these moments
are safe and open
like playing tag up
and down ancient staircases,
but then they have to take
things slowly,
holding hands discretely
under desks
of piled papers.
"We're condemned anyway,"
the gentle boy
thinks to himself on misty
mornings when
cinnamon and snow fill the air.
"So what if I have a crush on
my handsome and
talented friend?"

All he wants is to wear
his apple top hat
on evenings out
with the object
of his precious
affection and grin like
the lighthouse
star that he aspires
to be someday
in glowing NYC.

Comments

Bosemaster42's picture

I love this stanza,

"In the bleakest hour of gasoline prejudiced night," I like the ending too.
You hold true to your namesake.

poetic_star's picture

*hugs*

ah that's so sweet of you! thank you!!

Bosemaster42's picture

Your welcome.

*Hugs* back at ya, babe.

angel syndrome's picture

Oh, this is so sad and so

Oh, this is so sad and so full of hope, it's lovely and wonderfully crafted.

I really admire your storytelling. You have a true gift.

poetic_star's picture

thanks

right back atcha :)

ElsaGabor's picture

I ABSOLUTELY ADORE YOUR WRITING

I really do, you my friend are immensely talented :D

poetic_star's picture

thank you :D I wish some

thank you :D I wish some magazine editors would think so lol all the poems I've sent to publishers have been rejected so far :(

MaddieJoy's picture

keep trying

and read some of the later Anne of Green Gables books

The ducks will get you!

poetic_star's picture

:o

How did you know I like Anne of Green Gables? My favorite is the third one Anne of the Island :P

MaddieJoy's picture

sending your poetry to magazines

that's what Anne did

The ducks will get you!

poetic_star's picture

haha oh right. people don't

haha oh right. people don't do that anymore?

MaddieJoy's picture

not sure

but usually it's for contests or something

The ducks will get you!

angel syndrome's picture

You could try sending it in

You could try sending it in to various submission-based independent zine publications, too.

poetic_star's picture

yeah

I'll keep looking :) thanks!

jeff's picture

From what I understand...

Getting published in a zine is more like you get no money and a handful of free copies of the zine. Then again, I assume you know there is not a huge payday in poetry publishing. ;-)

I'd suggest contacting William Brandon Lacy Campos (and soon, before he adds another name). He is an Oasis alum from ages ago, and he just published his first book of poetry (which went into a second printing), and does speaking events on colleges, etc. He's also super nice and helpful, but don't tell him I said that.

You can find him here: http://www.myfeetonlywalkforward.blogspot.com/

That should get you all his Facebook, twitter, e-mail, etc.

Tell him I sent ya.

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poetic_star's picture

aww thank you for taking the

aww thank you for taking the time to suggest that for me :) I know it doesn't pay much but I just think it would be cool to have something of mine featured just for the sake of feeling special haha

angel syndrome's picture

Even though you get little

Even though you get little to no money from a zine, it can still give you some level of exposure and it will show that you have been published in the past, so it's a good place to start out IMO.

Good luck :)

poetic_star's picture

true.. thank you! I hope

true.. thank you! I hope you're feeling better.

Bosemaster42's picture

Do you belong to,

deviantart.com? There are lots of poets and prose writers on this site.
I recently entered a contest(Halloween theme) on this site. I guess they run several during the year from what I heard. Anyway, there was a contest for prose writers for the Halloween theme, as well. You don't win money, it's website points, but more importantly for me, was the journal features and the traffic it created to my page.
Unfortunately, there isn't a whole lot of money to be made unless you can hook up with the companies who make greeting cards and such. At least with DA, you get to rub elbows with other writers, some of whom are professional.

poetic_star's picture

Yeah I do belong to

Yeah I do belong to Deviantart actually and this other poetry site called allpoetry. They have contests like what you're describing.

jeff's picture

Yeah....

I wasn't advising against it, but I've encountered many people who sort of have grandiose ideas of what kind of cash they're going to make getting published. And, you can't make it about that. Hell, if I just had fun during the time it took me to write my still-unfinished novel, it'd probably be a better trade for the hourly wage. But it has to be about the process more than the reward.

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