somethingdarker (
somethingdarker) wrote2010-04-01 03:25 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Entry tags:
Potential Titles: Timothy Donnelly
The unapologetic knack of the element - Timothy Donnelly "By Night with Torch and Spear"
Fire taking one bright liberty after another - Timothy Donnelly "By Night with Torch and Spear"
Along the border of a strong waterfall - Timothy Donnelly "By Night with Torch and Spear"
Exploding from this toxic aviary - Timothy Donnelly "By Night with Torch and Spear"
Revealing a mythology of clouds - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Assembled in light of earliest birds - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Revealing an apology for clouds - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
All that shaky camouflage of paper - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Borrow luster from a bourbon sun - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Money made in lieu of conversation - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
The clouds of the future parting - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Revealing blueprints of the clouds - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Factories carved into cliff-faces - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Turning the light from their wings - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
A parasite cast out, inviable - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
An incomprehensible volume of rain - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
The trick of thinking through infinity - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
A crowd of eyes against an asphalt wall - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Evident in the eye of the dream - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Drag the edge of that memory - Timothy Donnelly "The Driver of the Car Is Unconscious"
A rabbit-hole opens inside you - Timothy Donnelly "The Driver of the Car Is Unconscious"
My body in conversation - Timothy Donnelly “The Endless”
From factories of tedium - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Drag me backwards into panic - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Frothing all the reed-fringed margins - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
To organize my thoughts on the paranormal - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
An emanation willed into matter - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Steam of dioxides of carbon and sulfur - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
To stop myself from falling awake - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Wandering the wings of a ghost-run factory - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Cut in the heart of the galaxy - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
The sound of dawn's first sacrifice - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
First sacrifice to the residues of commerce - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Of ghosts inhabiting timepieces - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Phantom tendrils through parlor air - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Some inoperative heirloom clock - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Ongoing interest in their old adversary - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
To reanimate the long-inert pendulum - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Jostling the salt from a pretzel - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Graffiti on the stonework - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
The advantage of not knowing - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
A nocturne of toxic manufacture - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
What remains of the jungle - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Submerging mountaintops in stormwater - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Shocked by their own power - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
The flaming peccary of a comet - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Waves as high as ziggurats - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Crashing mathematically against our coastlines - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
A lifetime's heap of laundry - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
That watercolor done in greens - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Long tendrils of tobacco smoke - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
The spectral forms of anaconda - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
The ruler of the underworld smokes cigars - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
A barge of plywood and empty milk cartons - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Held captive by the cinema - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Odd condiments bought on impulse - Timothy Donnelly "Habitable Nebula"
Hours after the last act is dust - Timothy Donnelly "Habitable Nebula"
Visible only in traces - Timothy Donnelly "Habitable Nebula"
Collapse in a bliss of gravity - Timothy Donnelly "Habitable Nebula"
Too busy peddling my fire - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
On the beautiful bleak enamel paint job - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
A gift from Madagascar - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
To stir your appetite for cruelty - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
In the absence of ancestral pollinators - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
Tiny seeds like secrets of the universe - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
Enlargement akin to liberty from time - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
Grew rich with vanilla - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
Landed on a tar pit's surface - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Into costumes of the past - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Ruffles and ribbons streaming into Delaware - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Prowling the wetlands for ghost crabs - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
So mysterious from a distance - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Nothing stronger than momentum - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
To hint at a logic in time - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Against the scintillant anthracite of space - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Commit myself to a custody of wildflowers - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
The maroon perfume of the chocolate cosmos - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Setting a nation's nerves on edge - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
The difference between locust and grasshopper - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
And reigns there seven weeks - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Traded cigarettes for a guitar - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
The first confirmed wild hybrid - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Back to business with another cup of coffee - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Inflict catastrophe on their habitat - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Whistled up past the Woolworth - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
A startled monk's apocalyptic vision - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
On a runway paved with flypaper - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
In the blind white grip of ice - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Whose seeds had slept 30 millennia - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
A flower absent from all bouquets - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Forget-me-nots bloom unhindered - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
And still aren't known to be extinct - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
A door without mystery - Timothy Donnelly "The New Intelligence"
The hour that we spend complacent - Timothy Donnelly "The New Intelligence"
An arrangement in rust and gray-green - Timothy Donnelly "The New Intelligence"
The long drab days of practicality - Timothy Donnelly "The New Intelligence"
And the concrete refused to apologize - Timothy Donnelly "The New Intelligence"
A document in calligraphy so dragonish - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
The architecture that the mind designs around it - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
The spell of the sea's one scent - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
A sudden dust devil spirals in - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
Only Sorrow's pencil would ever dare to sketch - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
On the wintery streets of this imagination - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
Easy prey for the dockside phantoms - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
This cardboard city collapses around us - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
Embarks upon a fiercer derangement - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
Up from the shadows of a factory warehouse - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Falls to the asphalt of a final parking lot - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
In the clean white light of the market - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
The same mistake over and over - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Speeding up your orbital velocity - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Increasing your orbital radius - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Who now bundle twigs for kindling - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Making repairs to a skeletal umbrella - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
My paws no good for fire-starting - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Night's impecunious craftsman - Timothy Donnelly "To His Own Device"
Every effort botched in its own wrong way - Timothy Donnelly "To His Own Device"
Retire to that soup-bowl of oblivion - Timothy Donnelly "To His Own Device"
The simplicity implicit in sea-sponges - Timothy Donnelly "To His Own Device"
Poet's page at poets.org.
Navigation Links:
Go to D author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.
Fire taking one bright liberty after another - Timothy Donnelly "By Night with Torch and Spear"
Along the border of a strong waterfall - Timothy Donnelly "By Night with Torch and Spear"
Exploding from this toxic aviary - Timothy Donnelly "By Night with Torch and Spear"
Revealing a mythology of clouds - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Assembled in light of earliest birds - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Revealing an apology for clouds - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
All that shaky camouflage of paper - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Borrow luster from a bourbon sun - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Money made in lieu of conversation - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
The clouds of the future parting - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Revealing blueprints of the clouds - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Factories carved into cliff-faces - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Turning the light from their wings - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
A parasite cast out, inviable - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
An incomprehensible volume of rain - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
The trick of thinking through infinity - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
A crowd of eyes against an asphalt wall - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Evident in the eye of the dream - Timothy Donnelly "The Cloud Corporation"
Drag the edge of that memory - Timothy Donnelly "The Driver of the Car Is Unconscious"
A rabbit-hole opens inside you - Timothy Donnelly "The Driver of the Car Is Unconscious"
My body in conversation - Timothy Donnelly “The Endless”
From factories of tedium - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Drag me backwards into panic - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Frothing all the reed-fringed margins - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
To organize my thoughts on the paranormal - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
An emanation willed into matter - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Steam of dioxides of carbon and sulfur - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
To stop myself from falling awake - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Wandering the wings of a ghost-run factory - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Cut in the heart of the galaxy - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
The sound of dawn's first sacrifice - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
First sacrifice to the residues of commerce - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Of ghosts inhabiting timepieces - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Phantom tendrils through parlor air - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Some inoperative heirloom clock - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Ongoing interest in their old adversary - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
To reanimate the long-inert pendulum - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Jostling the salt from a pretzel - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Graffiti on the stonework - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
The advantage of not knowing - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
A nocturne of toxic manufacture - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
What remains of the jungle - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Submerging mountaintops in stormwater - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Shocked by their own power - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
The flaming peccary of a comet - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Waves as high as ziggurats - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Crashing mathematically against our coastlines - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
A lifetime's heap of laundry - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
That watercolor done in greens - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Long tendrils of tobacco smoke - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
The spectral forms of anaconda - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
The ruler of the underworld smokes cigars - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
A barge of plywood and empty milk cartons - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Held captive by the cinema - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Odd condiments bought on impulse - Timothy Donnelly "Habitable Nebula"
Hours after the last act is dust - Timothy Donnelly "Habitable Nebula"
Visible only in traces - Timothy Donnelly "Habitable Nebula"
Collapse in a bliss of gravity - Timothy Donnelly "Habitable Nebula"
Too busy peddling my fire - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
On the beautiful bleak enamel paint job - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
A gift from Madagascar - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
To stir your appetite for cruelty - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
In the absence of ancestral pollinators - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
Tiny seeds like secrets of the universe - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
Enlargement akin to liberty from time - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
Grew rich with vanilla - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Edmond Albius"
Landed on a tar pit's surface - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Into costumes of the past - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Ruffles and ribbons streaming into Delaware - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Prowling the wetlands for ghost crabs - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
So mysterious from a distance - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Nothing stronger than momentum - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
To hint at a logic in time - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Against the scintillant anthracite of space - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Commit myself to a custody of wildflowers - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
The maroon perfume of the chocolate cosmos - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Setting a nation's nerves on edge - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
The difference between locust and grasshopper - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
And reigns there seven weeks - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Traded cigarettes for a guitar - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
The first confirmed wild hybrid - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Back to business with another cup of coffee - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Inflict catastrophe on their habitat - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Whistled up past the Woolworth - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
A startled monk's apocalyptic vision - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
On a runway paved with flypaper - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
In the blind white grip of ice - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Whose seeds had slept 30 millennia - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
A flower absent from all bouquets - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
Forget-me-nots bloom unhindered - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
And still aren't known to be extinct - Timothy Donnelly "Hymn to Life"
A door without mystery - Timothy Donnelly "The New Intelligence"
The hour that we spend complacent - Timothy Donnelly "The New Intelligence"
An arrangement in rust and gray-green - Timothy Donnelly "The New Intelligence"
The long drab days of practicality - Timothy Donnelly "The New Intelligence"
And the concrete refused to apologize - Timothy Donnelly "The New Intelligence"
A document in calligraphy so dragonish - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
The architecture that the mind designs around it - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
The spell of the sea's one scent - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
A sudden dust devil spirals in - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
Only Sorrow's pencil would ever dare to sketch - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
On the wintery streets of this imagination - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
Easy prey for the dockside phantoms - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
This cardboard city collapses around us - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
Embarks upon a fiercer derangement - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"
Up from the shadows of a factory warehouse - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Falls to the asphalt of a final parking lot - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
In the clean white light of the market - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
The same mistake over and over - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Speeding up your orbital velocity - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Increasing your orbital radius - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Who now bundle twigs for kindling - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Making repairs to a skeletal umbrella - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
My paws no good for fire-starting - Timothy Donnelly "Poem Interrupted by Whitesnake"
Night's impecunious craftsman - Timothy Donnelly "To His Own Device"
Every effort botched in its own wrong way - Timothy Donnelly "To His Own Device"
Retire to that soup-bowl of oblivion - Timothy Donnelly "To His Own Device"
The simplicity implicit in sea-sponges - Timothy Donnelly "To His Own Device"
Poet's page at poets.org.
Navigation Links:
Go to D author index.
Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.