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Wed, 05 Jun 2013 18:59:24 -0400

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bgpetit: That girl who I watched from afar is now lost to the gluttony of time; disfigured like an...

Mon, 27 May 2013 18:58:33 -0400

bgpetit:

That girl who I watched from afar is now lost to the gluttony of time; disfigured like an image in a puddle disturbed. If I am to pursue you any farther beyond the doorway of your surface beauty, then I am left with no choice… but learn to love you as you are, not as I love to remember you.

© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from You, or How I Remember You, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

bgpetit: With misted newborn eyes, I know heaven is real… though I forget as I age and I must find...

Mon, 27 May 2013 18:58:24 -0400

bgpetit:

With misted newborn eyes, I know heaven is real… though I forget as I age and I must find my way back to dreaming origins.

© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from Prior Knowledge, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

bgpetit: There are times when I doubt tears as they run down my cheek, no matter how warm and real...

Mon, 27 May 2013 18:58:11 -0400

bgpetit:

There are times when I doubt tears as they run down my cheek, no matter how warm and real they are. There are times when my laughter seems false; sometimes even imitating the laughter of a friend, like some form of involuntary satire subconsciously trained to trigger on cue.

© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from A Dance of Mirrors, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

Eulogy for the Rose

Mon, 27 May 2013 18:57:59 -0400

bgpetit:

Why should a kiss on the hand be so archaic? Why should a poem be so obtrusive?

It was I who respectfully closed romance’s eyes and reluctantly laid her into the grave… her death was not a deed of mine and I pray for her return.

© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

bgpetit: My interest is in gods, not the literature they leave behind… for the words of scribes...

Mon, 27 May 2013 18:57:40 -0400

bgpetit:

My interest is in gods, not the literature they leave behind… for the words of scribes cannot do them justice, and when I seek out wonders I seek them at the source, not in the tales that drift farther from them everyday.

© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from At the Ankles of Gods, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

bgpetit: Passion is love’s madness… it owes its namesake to the tempest it lives in; the very...

Mon, 27 May 2013 18:57:24 -0400

bgpetit:

Passion is love’s madness… it owes its namesake to the tempest it lives in; the very chains that keep it from exhuming itself like a moth into flame.

© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from Lovers Are Lonely, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

bgpetit: Rain drums the rhythm deep within my heart, and thunder speaks the voice hidden at the...

Mon, 27 May 2013 18:57:16 -0400

bgpetit:

Rain drums the rhythm deep within my heart,

and thunder speaks the voice hidden at the back of my mind.

© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from …Then It Rained, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

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Mon, 27 May 2013 18:57:05 -0400

: Fireside Theatrics

Mon, 27 May 2013 18:56:20 -0400

: Fireside Theatrics:

bgpetit:

I hang on her every word as she speaks her subtle spells from seraphic lips and pretends she knows nothing of my desire… but no woman such as her should bask in firelight without some private consent to curtail tension with a kiss, and sure enough she is already robed in translucent black…

bgpetit: “She Rules the Room” by Brandon Gene PetitTaken from...

Mon, 27 May 2013 18:54:28 -0400

bgpetit:

“She Rules the Room” by Brandon Gene Petit

Taken from “Dreams in the Womb”

© 2012-2013 Brandon Gene Petit

bgpetit: “We Spoke Little That Day” by Brandon Gene PetitTaken...

Sat, 25 May 2013 21:21:32 -0400

bgpetit:

“We Spoke Little That Day” by Brandon Gene Petit

Taken from “Dreams in the Womb”

© 2012-2013 Brandon Gene Petit

bgpetit: “A Gaze Not Soon Forgotten” by Brandon Gene PetitTaken...

Sat, 25 May 2013 21:20:55 -0400

bgpetit:

“A Gaze Not Soon Forgotten” by Brandon Gene Petit

Taken from “Dreams in the Womb”

© 2012-2013 Brandon Gene Petit

bgpetit: We measure time only by the impact of each moment… Time is really no time at all, but only...

Sat, 25 May 2013 21:20:25 -0400

bgpetit:

We measure time only by the impact of each moment…

Time is really no time at all, but only awarded a sum

through the emotions tied into memory.

© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from Bound to Forget, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

bgpetit: “The River Shannon” by Brandon Gene PetitTaken from...

Sat, 25 May 2013 21:20:11 -0400

bgpetit:

“The River Shannon” by Brandon Gene Petit

Taken from “Dreams in the Womb”

© 2012-2013 Brandon Gene Petit

bgpetit: “Pinot Noir Nightmares” by Brandon Gene PetitTaken...

Sat, 25 May 2013 21:20:06 -0400

bgpetit:

“Pinot Noir Nightmares” by Brandon Gene Petit

Taken from “Dreams in the Womb”

© 2012-2013 Brandon Gene Petit

bgpetit: She stands there in her Greek goddess pose, a lunar maiden of Bacchus, saying every sweet...

Sat, 25 May 2013 21:19:59 -0400

bgpetit:

She stands there in her Greek goddess pose, a lunar maiden of Bacchus, saying every sweet thing short of calling me to bed. No, she sleeps alone… nothing touches her in sleep save for angels when they kiss her forehead.

© 2012 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from A Book in her Lap, a Story in her Eyes, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

“Sometimes, deep in the night, there is a bird that sounds like a woman screaming. But to the...

Thu, 23 May 2013 19:45:40 -0400

“Sometimes, deep in the night, there is a bird that sounds like a woman screaming. But to the one who listens with an ear cocked through the rain, the sound is more sad than alarming… and if you hear it the way it was meant to be heard – from a lonely, breeze-oiled windowsill in a waking solitude – then you can’t help but find it a little romantic.”

© 2012-2013 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from An Ear to the Window, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

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“…How foolishly bold it would be to claim I could know the world without the delicate...

Thu, 23 May 2013 19:03:03 -0400

“…How foolishly bold it would be to claim I could know the world without the delicate fingertips of a breeze across my cheek… or the taste of a woman’s lip gloss; warm, smooth and sweet.”

© 2012-2013 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from Slave to the Senses, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012

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“I can see that her diamond-blue eyes are glossed over with residual tears; I hesitate to dab...

Thu, 23 May 2013 18:20:32 -0400

“I can see that her diamond-blue eyes are glossed over with residual tears; I hesitate to dab them because the dampness makes them shine. Instead I move in towards her tear-stained cheek for a light, salty kiss and a whisper of remorse.”

© 2012-2013 Brandon Gene Petit

- Taken from Her Fair Share of Tears, Dreams in the Womb, Sept. 2012