My Thoughts (selected poems 3)

By Saint Virgin Peter

Another day in this time today. Come see me bleed. Cry the wind in winter sins. Dark blue skies. Days come and go. Falling down a crowded world. It's morning once again. Let me be your sun. Morning falls once again. My blood will burn,. My face. Open books to see my pain. Reality killed the one that is real. Rip my flesh. Sad and sadder still we get. Seven sick and lonely days. Sick for love. Silver angels dance in circles. Simple little toys. Sky grows cold.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Saint Virgin Peter
• Release date: Jun 19, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310833472

Saint Virgin Peter

I write poetry creating situations and breaking the passivity of the reader. I want to amplify the astonishment of the reader by writing compositions of settings that generate dark poetic images that leave traces and balances on the edge of recognition and alienation.My poetry appears as dark dreamlike images in which fiction and reality meet, well-known tropes merge, meanings shift, past and present fuse. Time and memory always play a key role. By putting the reader on the wrong track, I try to create poetry in which the actual event still has to take place or just has ended: moments evocative of atmosphere and suspense that are not part of a narrative thread. The drama unfolds elsewhere while the build-up of tension is frozen to become the memory of an event that will never take place.My poetry is based on inspiring situations: feeling that reflect a sensation of indisputability and serene contemplation, combined with subtle details of odd or eccentric, humoristic elements. By applying a poetic and often metaphorical language, I wants the reader to become part of the poem as a kind of added component. Poetry is entertainment: to be able to feel and interact with the poem is important.My poetry is given improper functions: significations are inversed and meanings merge. Words are dissociated from their original meaning, by which the system in which they normally function is exposed. Initially unambiguous meanings are shattered and disseminate endlessly.

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