February 2011
1 post
#16 Agyrophobia
there stood a flower wayside of the concrete river or a cobblestone brook waiting to be picked but how does one cross a river strewn with boulders rushing lives are to be lost and a flower is to wither
Agyrophobia- Fear of streets or crossing the street
July 2010
1 post
#15 Agrizoophobia
you’ve never been to my place is what she said to him while he nervously quickened pace gazing around it is up in the foothills by the woods right? he asked while his eyes fixed upon movement up ahead look!- she exclaimed and failed to answer was that what i think it was? she asked while she noticed he had run off in the opposite direction of the little bunny she just spotted
Agrizoophobia...
May 2010
1 post
#14 Agraphobia
intimacy it’s not that it specifically frightens me it’s just the way that- for example today
he looked at me innocently but in his eyes i could see
him violently crushing my delicacy
#14 Agraphobia - Fear of sexual abuse
April 2010
7 posts
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Deerhunter - Agoraphobia
#13 Agoraphobia
a thousand faces and twice as many eyes
drawing nearer is the moment that i know inside and out a thousand feelings and twice as many doubts aproaching the door to my house i know its inside i never stay out long
Agoraphobia - Fear of open spaces or of being in crowded, public places like markets. Fear of leaving a safe place.
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#12 Agliophobia
a world of pillow and love my dream is a world above where the air has no edges and where my body holds no grudge
against things that may touch it and my brain will not turn it into hurt for i will float in pillow and love
Agliophobia - Fear of pain
#11 Agateophobia
we all have issues said her pretty voice so don’t worry about it please tell me yours i would really like to know but how does one explain being afraid of something that fear produces
the vicious circle that is my life
my fear of going mad drives me mad and i am so afraid of that
Agateophobia - Fear of insanity
Special Edition: #10 Anatidaephobia
i follow little trails into the depths of my brain and search for the one thing that drives me insane day and night into the heart of my soul i know something is watching me and taking control
through the mist of memory and the high toll of time there appears a familiar figure it haunts me down the line
waggle waggle waggle i hear it in my head quack quack quack quack the syllables of dread
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March 2010
5 posts
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#9 Aeronausiphobia
that one time overseas carried by wings wind sings clouds drum and plane dances somewhere inside of me a feeling starts to rise white face sweaty hands and stomach dances as i rushed to my relief i was too late
now summer came and i sit home alone
Aeronausiphobia - Fear of vomiting secondary to airsickness
#8 Aeroacrophobia
love at first sight i didn’t believe it at first too good to be true
turns out i was right
i love a walk through the woods you love a good view love at first sight but there are places i won’t follow you
Aeroacrophobia - Fear of open high places
Thank you, Laila Scharf
for your incredibly encouraging e-mail.
Things like that make this project worth it.
#7 Aerophobia
as the sun screamed the sky goodbye in colors of red i inched closer to her was this a dream a movie
there is something in the air tonight she said
and with the breeze came my panic
and i ran
Aerophobia - Fear of drafts, air swallowing or airbourne noxious substances
February 2010
8 posts
As you might have noticed
there hasn’t been a poem for a few days.
This is due to the fact that I found myself trying too hard. I don’t want that to happen.
So my goal is no longer to write a poem per day, but to write when I feel like it.
#6 Acrophobia
the rather funny thing about falling from these heights is that you’ll never live to see the last second of it
and it’s rather terrifying to be here where a strong wind could be the end
and where i die a thousand deaths in thought
Acrophobia - Fear of high places
#5 Acousticophobia
a talent on the six-string this guy wanted some more added some distortion mom threw him out the door
he came begging to be let back in and his knocking on the door drove poor mother to madness and now she is no more Acousticophobia - Fear of noise
Piano music I wrote for the #4 Achluophobia poem
#4 Achluophobia
mother give birth to me when morning has come father leave a light on in the night
good friend i can not join you this evening
lover i love you but i won’t close my eyes
Achluophobia - Fear of darkness
#3 Acerophobia
a signature a contract is all that it takes to change a life two people inseparable everyone needs to eat some people need everything pre-tasted
kings and this guy
Acerophobia - Fear of sourness
#2 Acarophobia
an evening by the lake just the two of us she and myself on a summer’s evening
her voice like cinnamon when she asks me it starts at the base of my spine and climbs as i shiver at the thought of little legs and buzzing sound i respectfully decline as i walk away we could also go for a swim in the sea are the words that follow if i don’t mind jellyfish
Acarophobia - Fear of itching...
#1 Ablutophobia
he could not cross that line for beyond were white tiles and water
thick like the dirt underneath his nails was the barrier he could not break
many times she wondered why and even love was then covered in grime goodbye
Ablutophobia - The fear of washing or bathing