Lead (3)

Lead

I’m common

no hiding

you can find me anytime you look

and a flash of my heavy blue fire

will show you what I can do

I’m easy to extract

no coyness

all you have to do is reach out

into an earthy ancient vocation

and pull me to you

I’m easy to work with

no naivete

simply tell me what you want

and I’ll shine like silver in your caresses

Through your tensions I’ll cut like a scythe

shielding you from nature’s corrosion

I’ll keep you balanced and weighted

insulating you from life’s storms

You can use me to build you up on the outside

but if you don’t protect yourself

I’ll tear you down from the inside

I can ignite with a breath

seep into your soft tissues

dig deep into your bones

and settle down in your brain

I am a world of shades of gray

Embrace me with care

January 22, 2011

Tressa Lee Breen

My Notes & Resource Tools:
Build you up on the outside, tear you down from the inside
Skin of Evil (Star Trek The Next Generation)
Soft, malleable, poor, heavy
Bluish whites, tarnishes, dull gray
Shiny chrome silver liquid
Buildings, batteries, bullets, weights, radiation shield
Poisonous - nervous system/brain, blood disorders, neurotoxin, accumulates in soft tissues/bones
Poor electrical, high corrosion resistance
Powdered lead, flame bluish white, toxic fumes/pyrophorus = ignites w/ air
common, easy to extract, easy to work with
Alchemy = lead/Saturn/Scythe/oldest metal
Ballest keel of sailboats counterbalance
Heeling effects of wind on sails
Weight belts - scuba diving
Organ pipes - lead w/ tin
Cable insulation
With brass reduces machine tool wear
Formerly - paints, candle wicks
Breathing, swallowing, touch, kidneys, blood, abdominal pains
Prostitute
Lead on Wikipedia

Word Tubal Ligation

Word Tubal Ligation 

They’re trying to pour out of me

bleed out of me

desperate to be seen

I want them to come

yearn for their flow

their intensity

literary orgasm at the last period

Yet they stay in the shadows

as little things get in the way

not the right paper

not the right pen

not the write egg

not the write swimmer

Bad timing

urges at inappropriate moments

distractions that I allow

in my quest for perfection

I’ve let myself go

forgotten how to entice the tides

stir those desires

to get those white horses moving

stampeding across my lines plains

I’ve set behind me too much time

I need to touch again

caress the skins of my words

massage the blood to the surface

stroking the meaning out

no matter how hard

I untie the knots I’ve put in

straighten the tunnels

break down the burnt walls

The pages be my eggs

the ink be my swimmers

life is mine to create

January 18, 2011

Tressa Lee Breen

Shalott's Brother

Shalott’s Brother 

Looking at the world on this stage of glass

the only mirror I can bear

I am so tired of Shades

yet so desperate to avoid my poetic sister’s fate

Banished by a mother to an underworld

because of a nature I could not see

born a man

I became a Hades

This is my home

This is my tomb

Some hear a Highwayman of the boards

with the hounds of hell close at heel

Hear, willing Persephone, the thief of your voice

the purveyor of your heart

with the dogs of love

on the right side of danger

Music is the coin of this realm

so take this Charon’s hand

cross this Parisian Styx

this river of your belief

and I will speak the mysteries

of a Seraph living yet undead

Let us exchange this experience

January 18, 2011

Tressa Lee Breen

A mash-up of "The Phantom Of The Opera", "The Lady Of Shalott", "Beauty & The Beast" with a bit of "The Highwayman" & some Greek mythology just because. 

Gold (2)

Gold

In myth gods excrete me while on utopian seats

into the rising sun’s smile with the touch you name kings after.

You beat me thin,

mix me with others to raise my strength or change my color.

You inject me into your veins,

grains flowing through your heart,

becoming a nugget in the back of your brain

and a rope to kidnap your desire.

Mine is the standard to which you must pay,

the rule you never break,

the age you spend your years striving to attain.

Fools confuse me with real value,

try to create me from others

and fleece themselves of true wealth.

Conduct yourself well with me

and I will help you weave your way to the stars.

Wrong me

and I will smother you in dense softness.

I am symbol.

I am adornment.

I am debt.

I am freedom.

1/16/11

Tressa Lee Breen

My Notes & Resource Tools:
Shining down (smile)
Nuggets, grains, veins, alluvial deposits, rope, crystalline, leaf
Dense, soft, shiny, malleable, ductile
Bright yellow
Dentistry, electronics, coinage, art
Beaten thin - translucent -transmitted light appears greenish blue
Sun visors in space suits
Protective coating on satellites
Silver alone = green gold
Iron = blue gold
Aluminum = purple gold
Copper + silver = rose gold
Palladium or Nickel = white gold
Conducts heat
3 decay paths
Pure but soft, mix w/ others to be hard/strong
Flakes/dust - decorative in food and drink
Thread, paint, glass
Midas touch (I have the touch)
Purity, value, royalty, wealth, prestige, love
Thomas Moore's "Utopia" lavatory seats
Alchemy (create me from others), gold from the ocean
Pyrite
Gold Standard, Golden Rule, Golden Fleece - fleeces to trap gold dust, Golden Years, Golden Age
Aztec "god excrement" (teocuitlatl)
Gold on Wikipedia