tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82408602870470400052012-01-19T15:44:56.055+08:00euyakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18306376539426364099noreply@blogger.comBlogger2801100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-77897205963148952322011-12-30T20:15:00.004+08:002012-01-19T15:44:56.068+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yCh9A6WwbHI/Tv2rmB4E2GI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Sk2xcxoz6wU/s1600/DSC09337a.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691894173893187682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yCh9A6WwbHI/Tv2rmB4E2GI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Sk2xcxoz6wU/s400/DSC09337a.jpg" /></a><br /><br />我坐在一遍的深夜<br />一個漆黑的大海<br />連連的浪聲, 閃耀藍藍的光<br />沒有人需要離去, 急不及待的離去<br />有一些幽綠, 如浮游的海藻<br />在無聲的海水裡, 遇上逝去的珊瑚群<br /><br />我無法再眺望高山<br />那一帶的森林<br />樹的根莖早已跟落葉離去<br />伴季節離去<br />需要慌張的泥土, 粘滿褐色的雨滴<br />就像今天走失的清晨, 尋找片刻的露水<br /><br />我還是沒法丈量<br />腳下與深海的距離<br />我坐在這一帶的天空, 這一大片的森林<br />遠遠的光輪仍如空白的畫面<br />沉默的風, 不慎的耳語<br />是記憶裡曾夢見的焦土<br />埋藏了一段, 沒有誦讀的訃文<br /><br /><br />23/12/2011<br />小害<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7789720596314895232?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-83034558557182305452011-11-14T11:33:00.004+08:002012-01-13T14:38:29.923+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuKnTECLSCQ/TsCMl79-DLI/AAAAAAAAAME/SLuEGUifiUQ/s1600/IMG_0028%25281%2529a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DuKnTECLSCQ/TsCMl79-DLI/AAAAAAAAAME/SLuEGUifiUQ/s400/IMG_0028%25281%2529a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674690113867484338" /></a><br /><br /><br />日降<br /><br />我不以為然<br />似忘掉吹拂後的一抹殷紅天空<br />引領熟悉的山路<br />翻越了時間的背後<br />從那兒會有 <br />完滿的 日落的形狀<br /><br />候鳥掠過破屋的煙囪<br />投下島嶼的訊息<br />某處的防風林因太陽在垂暮<br />擱淺的小灘<br />趁遊人離開之後<br />偷走了涵恬的崖岸<br /><br />我還想攀登更高<br />攀到每天盡頭<br />把手心和你的名字連成一線<br />砥礪如擎天的柱石<br />消弭每個落日的距離<br />但夜幕傾瀉 天地揚起它的節奏<br />我是留不住消去的光熾<br />只好在重複的夜晚<br />眼睛適應着不同的黑暗<br /><br /><br />小害<br />11/11/2011<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-8303455855718230545?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-63536229809839608802011-11-07T01:12:00.001+08:002011-11-07T01:13:38.991+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AC-wpyKXq_o/TrbAHDDrkbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QgXZEV5PfZs/s1600/DSC09487%25281%2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AC-wpyKXq_o/TrbAHDDrkbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QgXZEV5PfZs/s400/DSC09487%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671932008032080306" /></a><br /><br /><br />獨想<br /><br />尾班的渡輪<br />剛巧與今晨出航的<br />擦身而過<br />維港兩岸<br />沒有太多星星<br />也沒有太多月亮<br /><br />由累積的今天<br />夾雜北方前來的秋雪<br />街上的人還是那麼冰冷<br />呼出的霜雪凝結一面透白的銀鏡<br />映照不見<br />你踏在浪潮上回眸的眼神<br /><br />鐘樓放棄記下的時間<br />在此散落一地<br />在旁的建築沿淡落的陰影<br />徐徐傾倒<br />拾遺恐怕只是內心的憶測<br />乏力的 空置的長凳<br />掩蔽了碼頭參差上落的人群<br /><br />我們已更換場地<br />分離或重逢都不在同一的位置<br />兩條狹隘的岸線<br />相隔遙遠的海<br />我還在顧念<br />這座不分晝夜的城市<br />從何說起<br />都是生死不相往還的現實<br /><br />小害<br />1/11/2011<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6353622980983960880?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-10808140795895117752011-09-13T03:20:00.003+08:002011-09-13T03:25:54.008+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JaneJOqfOhs/Tm5cBJgADyI/AAAAAAAAALw/vfexycHVRHM/s1600/DSC08906a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JaneJOqfOhs/Tm5cBJgADyI/AAAAAAAAALw/vfexycHVRHM/s400/DSC08906a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651555757196316450" /></a><br /><br /><br />這夜, 我滿以為得悉妳的一切<br />奈何我誤讀了妳的全部<br /><br />我閉上赭紅的眼睛<br />走越群山的藪淵<br />揹著惶恐及疲累<br />遙遙地踏上千里的一步<br />為了, 只是薄如蟬翼的距離<br /><br />妳帶上太陽的面紗<br />背後摺疊翅膀的冰凍<br />我此生濕透的髮膚<br />會否在黎明來臨前獲得加許<br /><br />何以, 我也有我百年的孤寂<br />脆弱如冬季的丫枝<br />在妳恆久的歲月裡<br />亦不過是滾滾的紅塵<br />沉默的圓缺<br /><br /><br /><br />小害<br />13/09/2011<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-1080814079589511775?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-80772263837373430712011-08-18T15:55:00.004+08:002011-08-18T23:26:38.458+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34Ee_bzZo-o/Tk0vJPPvLoI/AAAAAAAAALo/z1wA4oUZLWg/s1600/DSC08881a.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642217743922966146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-34Ee_bzZo-o/Tk0vJPPvLoI/AAAAAAAAALo/z1wA4oUZLWg/s400/DSC08881a.jpg" /></a> <br /> <br /><div></div> <br /> <br /> <br /><div>那天我目睹地球在自轉 <br />城市的燈火都把太陽吞噬了 <br />我一個人倒懸在杏樹上 <br />吹奏著妳愁眉時的曲調 <br /> <br />剪影是光的原因 <br />透見妳信內想說的語句 <br />夜空不竭的探討 <br />妳消逝時黝黑的景況 <br />我默然不語, 好讓每顆星星擁有他們的逗號 <br />如隕星飄下的白樹林 <br />處處生長著頹然的樹掛 <br />而潔白的寒枝, 只有願冒險的人才知道 <br />他說出的冬天, 比我想像的還冷 <br /> <br />誠然, 我早已賣掉身上的骨肉 <br />換回用葦草編成的魂魄亦繡滿生生死死 <br />但書背後被日子扭捏的條紋 <br />怎樣也看不明白, 像我牙牙學語時丟掉的唇齒 <br />從此不能相依, 唯妳總是往前走 <br />往前方不停地自轉 <br />似要篩走記憶中所有的殘肢, 與及 <br />我從盛夏裡擷來的岩巖 <br /> <br /> <br />小害 <br />18-08-2011 </div> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-8077226383737343071?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-23544383161853890182011-07-27T15:01:00.004+08:002012-01-19T15:30:52.508+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9W7eanHQWFs/Ti-4SYfs79I/AAAAAAAAALg/LHj1klCu1MI/s1600/184147_10150708255665134_531145133_19624974_3600269_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633924284816355282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9W7eanHQWFs/Ti-4SYfs79I/AAAAAAAAALg/LHj1klCu1MI/s400/184147_10150708255665134_531145133_19624974_3600269_n.jpg" /></a><br /><br />七月都到了盡頭了<br />日曆上那些數字已差不多體無完膚<br />好像過路的途人總是埋怨<br />長出長長的身影剛巧是黃昏之後的事<br /><br />青蔥到底是什麼呢?<br />藍原子筆填上白雲遺下的空缺<br />望向窗外, 被反映的懸光和眼睛重疊著<br />現實落在幻想之間, 而彷遠彷近的距離<br />深深呼出一口偷來的菸氣<br /><br />車子繼續向前, 我身體靠近椅背<br />讓彼此融為一種存在<br />叫所有旁觀的乘客蘊釀衝入隧道的情緒<br />眨眼中的日夜, 想起那畝金黃的稻田<br />風吹斷了的田穗. 將在都市破滅下的瓦礫中萌起<br /><br />我放眼看見整片七月的天空<br />逃入雲裡的小鳥墜落圍牆外瘴氣的森林<br />有意和無意之間, 他們的墓碑畫上剔號叉號及問號<br />而我今天身處的山崗, 離開你道別的車站<br />仍很遠, 很遠<br /><br /><br />小害<br /><br /><br /><div>27/07/2011</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2354438316185389018?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-16354459806583424942011-07-18T20:10:00.001+08:002011-07-18T20:10:56.812+08:00test<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-1635445980658342494?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>戴梓軒http://www.blogger.com/profile/02187695639774261105noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-57480168410645176732011-06-29T00:59:00.006+08:002011-06-29T10:12:34.988+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf096CYPVWg/TgoI52_qCxI/AAAAAAAAALY/X4B7CzGdrXo/s1600/DSCF0285a.tsp+.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623316874833562386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf096CYPVWg/TgoI52_qCxI/AAAAAAAAALY/X4B7CzGdrXo/s400/DSCF0285a.tsp%2B.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><br />假使我們不再年青<br />假使我們這樣的說, 彷彿開啟一個引號之後<br />留下以後的空白</div><br /><div><br />抽屜內的日記, 泛染無數潮汐的波紋<br />平衡伸展到舊日的窗櫺, 兩頁黃了的書籤<br />會否像當年一樣<br />眺望汪洋後的石墩, 讓孤單的曳影在水裡稀微</div><br /><div><br />風景更迭了許多, 但夏季鎖住每一個深秋<br />翩躚的蝴蝶呀! 你一雙斑斕的翅膀能飛到多遠<br />遠達我未及凝住眼神便昏昏睡去<br />夢見數十年後<br />我面帶著微笑, 歡送今天的自己</div><br /><div><br />假使, 我們都不再年青了<br />年青的事就交給年青來忘記<br />日向與吹程依舊擦身而過<br />睜開眼後, 兩行髯白<br />我從發黃的書頁寫下此刻, 亦忘卻<br />某些艱澀的文字, 會否曾攝入回憶的感嘆之內<br /></div><br /><div><br />小害<br />28/06/2011</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br />(Inspired by Anne Li "假如我們都不再年輕" 21/06/2011)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-5748016841064517673?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-6519498167975531472011-06-16T13:44:00.007+08:002012-01-19T15:38:26.041+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pOjAc8Fzhxo/TfmYfFxMvTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Xgnk2mx3yvg/s1600/j.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618689670013304114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pOjAc8Fzhxo/TfmYfFxMvTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Xgnk2mx3yvg/s400/j.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />我遊遍整座城市<br />終於找到一片隱沒了的森林<br />櫸樹的紋理﹑橡樹的膠稠﹑杉樹的挺拔<br />柏樹的嘯風﹑松樹的四季和<br />菩提的無樹等等;等等<br />最後, 我被選擇停留在一棵楓樹下<br /><br />只不過是秋季<br />奈何四處都長滿漆黑的葉子<br />也許陽光太猛<br />我的素服都照得剔透通明<br />那是我如常的打扮, 如常走過遺失人聲的街道<br />然而, 我不曾忘記說話的眼睛<br />它們是誠實的木雕, 讀出自己的言語<br />讓我在路的盡頭撐開一把傘<br />庇護黑了色的倒影<br /><br />這兒很寧靜, 如清澈的涼雨淌落湖心<br />亦如我的廳房, 指頭從記憶中感受牆壁的粗糙<br />明天會由正面走來驅趕昨天<br />彷彿遙遠的火炬, 丟掉尾巴的彗星<br />墜入厚墊的湖底<br />這兒真的很寧靜, 只有葉片綻放烏鳥的火苗<br />飛入腦海的頹垣中<br /><br />那是依稀的森林, 一座被荒廢的城市, 那是回歸生命的大樹<br /><br />我或許早已淡忘, 下雨會是怎樣的一回事<br />待在漫雨紛飛的日子太久了, 雨天都失去原有的溫度和力度<br />軟弱地附於葉椽的尖陲, 在傘的邊沿塗繪陰影的軀殼<br />罩住了我和我的來生<br />風來時太慢, 吹起來又略嫌太快<br />曳影裡我將所有的寂靜都化為書頁<br />像深夜摺疊起來的植物<br />留住黃昏單薄的餘暉<br />無論體內流竄如何悽黑的血液<br />也能從脈搏中擠出一撮歡笑<br />模糊我的面貌, 藏匿樹下的傘內<br /><br /><br /><br />小害<br /><div>11~12/06/2011</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-651949816797553147?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-29577650146199391572011-06-08T23:49:00.007+08:002011-06-14T15:31:43.081+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79AmvY_vQvA/Te-bNvpOYzI/AAAAAAAAALI/Clz556Lq4WA/s1600/DSC05420a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615877920784278322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79AmvY_vQvA/Te-bNvpOYzI/AAAAAAAAALI/Clz556Lq4WA/s400/DSC05420a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />沒什麼比太陽更早醒來<br />沒什麼較夜睡得更深<br />唯獨, 無眠的宿主<br />踽踽兩者, 彌補之間悠久的黑洞<br /><br /><br />小害<br />05/06/2011<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2957765014619939157?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-47358072261458048792011-05-30T20:35:00.001+08:002011-05-30T20:35:46.439+08:00<iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J5UHZZx9xw8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4735807226145804879?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Junhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02644265756960469126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-23582816593710816182011-05-03T23:09:00.005+08:002011-05-04T01:24:01.408+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kapGFoX-4N4/TcAcs4poxFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/suJdgQscT6w/s1600/DSC04600%25281%2529.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602509493895742546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kapGFoX-4N4/TcAcs4poxFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/suJdgQscT6w/s400/DSC04600%25281%2529.JPG" /></a><br />我的思念巳為灰土<br />何必, 你又再次揚起<br />刺瞎我早巳盲目的眼睛<br /><br />我已一拐一拐轉入街角<br />割下身體每寸的陰影<br />像囑咐晚上的冷鐘<br />不要再敲響無聲的嗚咽<br /><br />沿途默路走過的<br />還是那些垂首的旅人<br />我仍偷偷躲進他們的行李<br />以為光明能從門桷之間綻開<br />一如碰過的早晨<br />與露水在眼前蒸發<br />頃刻鎖上, 換來另一組<br />都是難解的密碼<br /><br />我按捺所有冥晦帶來的疚痛<br />在路燈和路燈的距離, 摸黑徘徊<br />蒼白的瞳孔有你銘刻的文字<br />因此, 我能聽出你的嘲諷<br />但你又何以時刻提醒著我<br /><br />請原諒每一次的心跳及街角的泠清<br />請原諒呼吸的急躁及旅人的徨徨<br />請你原諒我的無助及無能<br />請你原諒此刻我無聲的嗚咽<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2011/5/3<br /><br />(別了,招福)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2358281659371081618?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-27482948665687704192011-04-17T01:26:00.003+08:002011-04-17T01:40:56.438+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B5f-34PTv7Q/TanRYYWfcpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/UCkANZCtSkU/s1600/DSC02537%25281%2529.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596234228768404114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B5f-34PTv7Q/TanRYYWfcpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/UCkANZCtSkU/s400/DSC02537%25281%2529.JPG" /></a> <br /><br />啞鈴讓橈尺變得壯闊<br />鋼琴教指頭懂得溫柔<br />拳擊把籽骨堆疊聳峙的山巒<br /><br />一雙普通的手膀構成了複雜的圖案<br />然而,什麼能改變掌心簡單的紋理? <br /><br />我不會改變它,亦不被它改變<br />因為那是我最信任的雙手 <br /><br />小害 <br />10/04/2011<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2748294866568770419?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-89857388750253955492011-04-06T14:46:00.005+08:002012-01-19T15:44:12.065+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--yBcK1WGg_M/TZwMcd-SS1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/8G5181orlE4/s1600/198125_10150485372575134_531145133_17788998_1667878_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592358520509057874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--yBcK1WGg_M/TZwMcd-SS1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/8G5181orlE4/s400/198125_10150485372575134_531145133_17788998_1667878_n.jpg" /></a><br /><br />流徙, 像極恰恰的雨<br />枯乾後長成潔白的鹽穗<br />尋回無垠的大海<br /><br />我必須孕育一棵樹<br />縱然斷了根莖, 亦不能讓它早夭<br /><br /><br />小害<br />05/04/2011<br /><br /><br /><div>(流徙是種過程, 也是歷程)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-8985738875025395549?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-65058168323933637432011-03-19T14:36:00.003+08:002011-03-19T14:42:30.132+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnhkgZgqFFQ/TYRPW_xLI7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/NRkpCMcrsbk/s1600/DSC02268a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585676694339658674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnhkgZgqFFQ/TYRPW_xLI7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/NRkpCMcrsbk/s400/DSC02268a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />凡人喚你來俯視三千塵世<br />我爬上山巔遠眺著你<br />群鳥掠過我的頭上<br />雲朵任天空飄散<br /><br />在天空的更高處<br />他察覺到書上的一點灰塵<br />偶然拍了兩下<br /><br />我本來是你<br />你從來是他<br /><br /><br />小害<br />13/02/2011<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6505816832393363743?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-9231171513034102542011-03-09T16:07:00.004+08:002011-03-09T16:10:11.825+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JDT8xH5HnRQ/TXc1Y-oM6-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/4EjwzgWr3SU/s1600/aa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581988966393768930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JDT8xH5HnRQ/TXc1Y-oM6-I/AAAAAAAAAKc/4EjwzgWr3SU/s400/aa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>沿杉木的縫線, 拾級而上</div><div>我謙卑地攤開雙手</div><div>跪下, 放在遠遠的跟前</div><div>像乞討你莊嚴的聖潔</div><div>你說, 是與不是</div><div><br />朝聖者和懺悔者都有各自的身份</div><div>我脫掉皮囊後已無一身的長物</div><div>花鳥禽魚始終森羅萬象</div><div>你說起童年往事</div><div>我悟出了然的骯髒</div><div><br />假若能點上長明的燈火</div><div>我會是夜裡還剩幾許的燈芯</div><div>一些細節還不及了解</div><div>風便吹紊了池塘的蓬枝</div><div>那些, 某些</div><div>我欠身喝下一口漣漪</div><div>你倒卻微笑示意</div><div><br />抬起垂下的軀殼</div><div>反覆扭動和暖的雙手</div><div>你沒有在我掌心繪畫地圖</div><div>我也沒有顯示一枚壞掉的指針</div><div>就如航海員在暴風雨中</div><div>落下逆風的桅桿</div><div><br />這天, 我吹熄你長明的燈火</div><div>你把天上的星宿燃得份外明亮</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>09/03/2011</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-923117151303410254?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-71883805760723160922011-03-05T14:20:00.002+08:002011-03-05T14:25:13.056+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-woQJhvxo2YQ/TXHWoqExRtI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WUgX620v9uk/s1600/DSC00613a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580477407266162386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-woQJhvxo2YQ/TXHWoqExRtI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WUgX620v9uk/s400/DSC00613a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />一瓣青澀的蓮台<br />我佇候無邊的垛域<br />掌心合十<br />揉碎了半生泡影<br /><br />我依稀記往<br />妳曾步履如鏡<br />在妳背後<br />我誕生於黎明後的黑夜<br /><br />黑夜的黎明<br />就在河的兩岸<br />一葉紙船載滿紙月亮<br />順流開往長滿綠茵的草坪<br /><br />我埋下血肉<br />是我的泥濘<br />為兩岸八月的水蓮<br />結出一顆真摰的果核<br />讓我安睡於蓮蓬下<br />恆常無止<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2011/0/305<br />(恆)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7188380576072316092?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-65168726925016190862011-03-02T00:08:00.004+08:002011-03-02T00:11:20.875+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0nHqX0z3nE/TW0aJRwkI9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/rpkjQR0eWCM/s1600/DSC00071a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579144260070155218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0nHqX0z3nE/TW0aJRwkI9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/rpkjQR0eWCM/s400/DSC00071a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />我臥在青色的蓮台<br />掌心縫合絲柔的老葉脈<br />向每一寸邊緣<br />稱作為夢<br /><br />漣漪綻開了真實<br />一串波紋在湖心反照<br />兩個錯身的倒影<br />那個是妳, 那個是我<br /><br />從前的石階<br />殘破地接連陰鬱的林蔭<br />妳已不在前方<br />我還孤獨地踏上<br /><br />誰可吐露<br />欄柵稠佈奔波與曲折<br />鐵鏽的遺骸<br />彷彿我們年輕時便戀棧<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2009/01/08<br />(未完)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6516872692501619086?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-69095995769273363882011-03-01T23:49:00.002+08:002011-03-01T23:51:56.737+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNwmZIQvfuU/TW0VtjcZI4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/kWUMKy0aH-Q/s1600/DSC02062a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579139385734538114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNwmZIQvfuU/TW0VtjcZI4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/kWUMKy0aH-Q/s400/DSC02062a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>我獨自登山</div><div>沒有糧水沒有衣飾</div><div>沒有地圖沒有稱謂, 沒有言語</div><div>磐固的步伐從汗水凝聚</div><div><br />我獨自登山</div><div>昆蟲鳴叫鳥兒歌唱</div><div>回響越漸急促的呼吸聲</div><div>踏過一地發黃的彎月</div><div>在骰子般的國度我曾居住</div><div><br />地衣是我同體</div><div>母親育養了我們, 我們呼吸空氣</div><div>石頭堆砌歲月痕跡</div><div>腳跟喚醒千年的礬土</div><div>娓娓逐風 寂靜寥落</div><div><br />我再次獨自登山</div><div>登山者們交換手上的信物</div><div>我什麼也沒有, 只有往上能觸動天空的指頭</div><div>遙遠的邊際放入眼簾</div><div>在一棵樹下禪息</div><div><br />「你一個人上來?」</div><div>我用微笑答謝他們的禮物</div><div>回身, 繼續我的獨途</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>27/02/2011</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6909599576927336388?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-13371097081944415122011-02-27T23:27:00.003+08:002011-02-28T00:17:43.133+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gXjMmf_O8Y/TWpuoZ-p09I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qJ2QJ3zhrrU/s1600/DSC02045a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578392728899277778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--gXjMmf_O8Y/TWpuoZ-p09I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qJ2QJ3zhrrU/s400/DSC02045a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>很久, 沒有回家的花</div><div>開了</div><div>那丁零的細碎</div><div>展開白皙的翼肢</div><div>漫舞翩躚</div><div><br />我迎吻著香氣</div><div>撂下</div><div>一刻辛澀的味道</div><div>彷如我活像心裡</div><div></div><div></div><div><br />小害</div><div>2011/02/26</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-1337109708194441512?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-44792526516933055602011-02-19T18:46:00.003+08:002011-02-19T18:53:22.087+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMhbluWREXM/TV-fzZl-b5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DOE3fpP2kj8/s1600/DSC02020a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575350569100275602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iMhbluWREXM/TV-fzZl-b5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DOE3fpP2kj8/s400/DSC02020a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />藥丸, 讓我為你拍下一張美麗的照片<br />在不久的下次, 或許你已被醫生換掉了<br /><br />你們的名字都是美麗<br />只是我不太認識, 就如我認知的世界並不認識我<br />我想過, 看到的世界會跟別人有什麼不同<br />所以我渴望眼睛, 能穿透任何石層的澄水<br /><br />你看到的世界是怎樣的顏色?<br />我可以坦白告訴你,我的世界<br />隨你的外衣而轉變<br />是綠, 是黃, 還是藍?<br /><br />把所有顏色混濁, 便是夜晚<br />忘卻了, 便是白晝<br />你的本質和我的內容, 有太多雷同<br />於是我們緊緊擁抱<br />悄然地, 在時光的引證下<br />片刻<br />而已<br /><br />最終, 我會離開了你<br />一個人獨自遠行<br />讓我訴說你知旅途上不同的色彩<br />而你亦把眼睛交還<br />倘若在平行的時空裡<br />我找到了所有我<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2011/02/19<br /><br />他們: Synium, Mirtazapine Tab, Lorans &amp; Fluoxetine Capsules<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4479252651693305560?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-70229985201468253272011-02-13T19:57:00.004+08:002011-02-15T17:45:32.194+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IfUPpqnC26Q/TVfHtPPBSMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/D20m55kLwLg/s1600/46.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573142643891849410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IfUPpqnC26Q/TVfHtPPBSMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/D20m55kLwLg/s400/46.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />鐘樓不見了<br />確實不見了, 亦聽不見了<br />我站在沒有船舶的碼頭看不到漁火<br /><br />牌匾趁機偷入夜深低聲的問我 :<br />為何颼颼的風沒有回響?<br />為何戀棧的人是如此普通?<br />為何走過的路要繼續磨平?<br />為何人們愛翻開歷史的書頁?<br />為何要設定存在的時間?<br /><br />「不好意思, 我仍是年少.」<br />那是我給它的最後答覆.<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2007/05/12<br /><br />圖片: <a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/138/328926486_58ea8043c7_o.jpg">http://farm1.static.flickr.com/138/328926486_58ea8043c7_o.jpg</a><br /><br />小記: 很希望將以前的詩作放在這裡, 雖然都是些拙作. 搬遷還未完成呢! 但我生命的火焰正晦明晦暗, 我只想能留下的便留下. 2011/02/14<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7022998520146825327?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-16030614444507360112011-02-13T19:38:00.003+08:002011-02-14T10:56:00.930+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nVIwu3TH6HU/TVfGVpAn8xI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Hh3Nw6cVniI/s1600/45.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573141138982302482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nVIwu3TH6HU/TVfGVpAn8xI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Hh3Nw6cVniI/s400/45.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div>路燈的兩岸,盡是一片荒野.</div><div>一輛沒有面貌的車駛近, </div><div>然後駛過——但卻阻不了我的視線</div><div>的瀝瀝, 的瀝瀝, </div><div>重覆不斷地提醒我.</div><div></div><div>人群中,大概沒有誰的影子會被認出.</div><div>真的嗎 ?我曾經以為.</div><div>的瀝瀝, 的瀝瀝, </div><div>你呢 ?</div><div><br />在擦肩時,我認出你的前生.</div><div>或者我沒有回頭,因你亦沒有.<br />我踏上你站立的原地.</div><div>我身後的影子,偷偷地向你揮手.</div><div>的瀝瀝, 的瀝瀝, </div><div>再一次響起.</div><div></div><div><br />小害</div><div>3/6/2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-1603061444450736011?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-60207318646374145922011-02-13T19:33:00.002+08:002011-02-13T19:38:30.709+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEWLsXHB_Jo/TVfCQw2CCMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ilMkqq6IlLw/s1600/44.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573136657139501250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEWLsXHB_Jo/TVfCQw2CCMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ilMkqq6IlLw/s400/44.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div>今天的天氣特別晴朗</div><div>世界清晰得不能以眼睛來張望</div><div>我索性抖動我的右手</div><div>令左腦靈活一點</div><div>可是感覺還是不夠<br />我乾脆畫一個圓形鎖起自己</div><div>畫一個四方來代替方向</div><div>但周遭的炫風足以燃燒一切</div><div>我被迫使得呈現透明</div><div><br />終於我開始明白箇中的一種道理:</div><div>「人被生下來時 已經是場賭博」</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>6/6/2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6020731864637414592?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-10532406393098656662011-02-13T19:25:00.002+08:002011-02-13T19:33:05.890+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRB4TdGW2Uw/TVfAxqm8_6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/KI_gOSJ20Jg/s1600/43.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573135023378071458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zRB4TdGW2Uw/TVfAxqm8_6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/KI_gOSJ20Jg/s400/43.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div>雨, 愈下愈大</div><div>人影, 愈來愈朦朧</div><div>我勉強聽到自己的呼吸聲</div><div> </div><div>也許我把傘撐得太大</div><div>但, 再怎樣也去不到夢的邊際</div><div><br />雨, 仍舊愈下愈大</div><div>愈下愈大, 差點打亂我的呼吸</div><div>(其實我害怕)</div><div>我站在角落原封不動</div><div>傘外的雨水一點一滴的跳著</div><div>那是很接近的事實</div><div><br />我猶豫, 雨會停下來的嗎 ?</div><div>我探頭看看天空的破洞</div><div>假使雨, 是會停下</div><div>傘, 仍會擋住外面的陽光</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>17/6/2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-1053240639309865666?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-64631140099142902742011-02-13T19:21:00.003+08:002011-02-23T14:59:45.206+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wk7MsvuF3pk/TVe_TsYbzuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/AG5JaTezpvM/s1600/42.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573133408946343650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wk7MsvuF3pk/TVe_TsYbzuI/AAAAAAAAAJM/AG5JaTezpvM/s400/42.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div>教我如何送妳</div><div>一夕的黃昏</div><div>那是如斯的膚淺</div><div>如斯的沒有深度</div><div><br />我本想抓住彩雲的絮尾</div><div>來引證無常的聚散但風, </div><div>偏偏看穿了</div><div>自遠遠的到來, 告知我</div><div>誰, 才是主宰變幻</div><div><br />我垂頭默認</div><div>雲朵羞答的嫣然一笑</div><div>嚷著躲懶的夕陽</div><div>照遍我歸家的路</div><div></div><div><br />小害</div><div>25/6/2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6463114009914290274?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-77939007883261655622011-02-13T19:02:00.002+08:002011-02-13T19:20:50.509+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NPxgtKHFZms/TVe-ABNL0KI/AAAAAAAAAJE/P304jHJzBsc/s1600/41.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573131971427291298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NPxgtKHFZms/TVe-ABNL0KI/AAAAAAAAAJE/P304jHJzBsc/s400/41.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>在這裡沒有你所想像的晴天</div><div>就似充滿孩子氣的一句說話</div><div><br />在這裡只有單純的一份感性</div><div>緊靠雨天而來伴隨浪濤拍打</div><div><br />你會否介意</div><div>這一份濕度</div><div>這一套悖論</div><div>這一點空間</div><div>還是另有一個選擇</div><div><br />我只限在</div><div>陰霾的天觀看另一個太陽</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>3/7/2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7793900788326165562?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-21541280782948747682011-02-13T18:54:00.002+08:002011-02-13T19:02:55.932+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s7wlTxDI2hU/TVe5eWphVcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/N2Klpdq_Y-w/s1600/40.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573126995021223362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s7wlTxDI2hU/TVe5eWphVcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/N2Klpdq_Y-w/s400/40.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />我記起<br />在某一年<br />我燃放一顆煙花<br />然後就是自己<br /><br />我還記得肢體散落時的一幕<br />是天空中毫不起眼的掛簾<br />湛藍脫去水份的抑鬱<br />直至燒怠每一寸肌膚<br />每一根淚腺<br />然後的是灰屑<br />還是霧<br />微風堵起<br />一道又一道的牆<br /><br />我應該沒有責怪誰<br />假若我還記得<br />從炮響的那刻<br />已是注定了火舌沒有能力抵抗<br />如海的夜<br /><br />我記起<br />我是從泥土黏合而來的碎屑<br />就似在今天被盛放的<br />另一顆煙花<br /><br /><br />小害<br />10/7/2007<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2154128078294874768?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-68367039023231872842011-02-13T18:49:00.002+08:002011-02-13T18:53:40.132+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUuq-7V2kzs/TVe3u_w6hpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/PlKh5bVx2-Q/s1600/39.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573125081912739474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oUuq-7V2kzs/TVe3u_w6hpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/PlKh5bVx2-Q/s400/39.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>祗有這一帶的街燈</div><div>是沒有人居住</div><div>堅硬的鋼罩</div><div>攜伴脆弱的玻璃</div><div>沒有人刻意去打破沈默</div><div>就算是夏天也不可以</div><div><br />妳從不平的肩膊</div><div>以一隻眼睛去審視他方的角落</div><div>時間偷偷躍過妳的眼簾</div><div>我站在屬於我的側旁</div><div>用雙眼見證了</div><div>整幕醉人的畫面</div><div><br />可能妳不會察覺</div><div>微微的涼風已由心中悸動</div><div>正在驅散我滿身的汗氣</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>2007/7/19</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6836703902323187284?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-13738081668175120542011-02-13T18:48:00.002+08:002011-02-13T18:49:34.931+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNcxp4e3c4M/TVe3EDOh8YI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ziszlLdRBYg/s1600/38.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573124344107889026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNcxp4e3c4M/TVe3EDOh8YI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ziszlLdRBYg/s400/38.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>花兒<br />在我書中銷毀的一頁<br />名字亦跟隨被帶走<br />我用印象來承起妳的綻放<br />妳便流露幽香的體味<br /><br />我恍惚依戀<br />霎時的僕僕風塵<br />離家時抓緊一抹泥沙<br />留待兩鬚花白<br />然後, 凋謝了蓬垢和破衣<br />沒有因誰而去追究<br /><br />永恆, 根本是<br />不值一提的隱喻<br />我燃擦的星火<br />是剎那便已足夠<br />就像, 妳碰到我的片刻<br />我遇上妳的一生<br /><br />小害<br />16/7/2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-1373808166817512054?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-10785745197198264112011-02-13T18:36:00.002+08:002011-02-13T18:44:10.363+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOhAP2oUU3M/TVe05LRknOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-oVNiYWyMgI/s1600/37.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573121958266313954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOhAP2oUU3M/TVe05LRknOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-oVNiYWyMgI/s400/37.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />我們都是在夜裡<br />被孤孤獨獨的叫醒<br />跑到門的盡頭<br />隔著窗帘,看著窗外的風箏<br />像是多年重覆發生的事<br /><br />我們就這樣<br />看著窗外的風箏<br />看著黑色的紙衣<br />原來心是那麼的脆弱<br />一下子便吹散了<br />我們分辨不到是在飛, 還是被拉扯<br />天空沒有預留方向<br />我們在空中溜躂<br /><br />我們只能是這樣<br />看看走廊上的腳印長滿艾草<br />用來編織一件蓑衣<br />等待每日的嚴冬<br />數一數雪花, 數一數黑白<br />不斷打開抽屜內的日記<br />用丫枝在夜幕寫下命運<br />早已知道的事情<br />但枯葉太過像粉筆<br />或許,對著鏡子斥喝及安慰<br />是不對的<br /><br />我們只能是或許<br />或許我們是隻盜鴉<br />攫奪在晚上發光的夢<br />放在唱盤上播一首很輕的音樂<br />讓大海變回了藍調<br />綑綁住線轆上的搖鈴<br />或許是回家的時候<br />是誰的家 ? 我看到的只是人影<br /><br />或許我們會笑<br />或許我們會哭<br />或許我們是你<br />或許我們是我<br />或許我們都是在夜裡<br />被孤孤獨獨的叫醒<br /><br />因為<br />是我們喚醒黑夜<br /><br /><br />小害<br />27/7/2007<br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-1078574519719826411?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-4389982926667290242011-02-13T18:33:00.001+08:002011-02-13T18:36:26.380+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5CK-GMtAwk/TVezwe__pkI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vs30tbQYWcc/s1600/36.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573120709430847042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5CK-GMtAwk/TVezwe__pkI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vs30tbQYWcc/s400/36.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />我想, 我是一尾魚<br />踽踽地游, 吃細菌維生<br />每日夢見獨角獸<br /><br />我想, 我是一口井<br />任人坐井觀天, 也送人一口涼水<br />悄悄告知他們<br />妄想是生命的源頭<br /><br />我想, 我是一扇天窗<br />有時候是晴天, 有時候是陰雨<br />但總愛方方正正<br />除了方正, 還有什麼的選擇?<br /><br />我想, 我是一場雨<br />下在不恰當的季節<br />從此便有人唱歌跳舞<br />獻給我的母親, 白雲<br /><br />我想, 我是一片留白<br />你說那是一片留黑<br />你想, 你想想<br /><br />小害<br />30/7/2007<br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-438998292666729024?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-77903564853572335782011-02-13T18:30:00.002+08:002011-02-13T18:33:08.455+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dkkVpV3GCN4/TVey0s_9vtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/IOvpnxJh7p0/s1600/35.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573119682396667602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dkkVpV3GCN4/TVey0s_9vtI/AAAAAAAAAIM/IOvpnxJh7p0/s400/35.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>信紙, 單薄不能禦寒</div><div>盛起跌下的星星</div><div>還暖</div><div>一場臨摹</div><div>一場意外</div><div>種在床頭的水草</div><div>如一縷斷髮般</div><div>烏黑</div><div><br />燈, 照不見的地方</div><div>窗櫥打瞌睡</div><div>一個謊言買下</div><div>一隻耳環</div><div>零錢省下了餘下的</div><div>風光</div><div><br />筆芯盡去</div><div>很久, 聽不到雷鳴</div><div>划一片落葉於湖中</div><div>勿念</div><div>靈魂是深水</div><div>雙腳踢著很淺的</div><div>水花</div><div><br />從前的兩個月亮</div><div>一個乘夜逃跑</div><div>世上</div><div>只剩下一個月球與</div><div>一雙眼</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>8/8/2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7790356485357233578?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-2596193590077817462011-02-03T23:13:00.002+08:002011-02-03T23:18:11.241+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUrGlevz8jI/AAAAAAAAAIE/fHpMQsyxva4/s1600/34.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569482236408099378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUrGlevz8jI/AAAAAAAAAIE/fHpMQsyxva4/s400/34.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />沒有下雨的日子<br />我下淚<br />柏油路太硬<br />曲折的路太長<br />滲不入泥土, 越不過地殼<br />來到妳家門前的雪地<br />潤澤一朵鮮花<br /><br />我唯有在陽光下<br />寫行字句<br />段落不會太長<br />意思亦不會生硬<br />蒸發上天空, 透過宇宙<br />如飄雪落在妳的大衣<br />洗滌半點塵埃<br /><br /><br />小害<br />29/7/2007<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-259619359007781746?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-60579458168695075092011-02-03T23:07:00.002+08:002011-02-03T23:12:59.133+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUrFSNkpnHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Pw6yQ4E8UZM/s1600/33.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569480805868739698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUrFSNkpnHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Pw6yQ4E8UZM/s400/33.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>風，習慣了</div><div>帶來及帶走</div><div>無論順時針，還是逆時針<br />譬如說，吹倒了我多年前的雙架床之後</div><div>我再無法看到腐朽的天花板和浸透海水的校服</div><div>我決定晾起自己；直至斷了一袛衣袖跛了一雙褲腳</div><div><br />年代一個又一個的撲過來．我相信我會被風化</div><div>那是一般人的故事只不過有人選擇提早老去，在玻璃幕牆中放大。<br />結果，還是會被吹倒</div><div>怎樣頑強的磞跳，也跳不出繩圈，馬路及城市</div><div>何況早已是衣不蔽體的空罐。</div><div>伶仃伶仃的聲音決不成歌</div><div><br />我很睏，磨光的指頭不能與荒人同眠</div><div>躺下來砸碎一地凋零的影</div><div>剪成滿眼的傷</div><div>但，我仍爬上樹上去</div><div>因為樹梢會認出風的容貌</div><div>儘管聽起來總是</div><div>不依不依</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>23/8/2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6057945816869507509?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-7962868816619419362011-02-03T23:04:00.002+08:002011-02-03T23:07:37.953+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUrEcVaES2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/oRpKCrdAgWk/s1600/32.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569479880258898786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUrEcVaES2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/oRpKCrdAgWk/s400/32.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />就讓我栽一株蒲公英吧!<br />掛上無根的銀霧<br />然後飛往天上吻一吻<br />更深的蔚藍<br /><br />我闔上兩眼<br />在黃金的麥田吹拂<br />如弭的風車<br /><br /><br />小害<br />25/8/2007<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-796286881661941936?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-47115810143174814732011-02-03T22:41:00.002+08:002011-02-03T23:04:13.612+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUrC64m66uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/OY78d_bTXTo/s1600/31.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569478206080871138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUrC64m66uI/AAAAAAAAAHs/OY78d_bTXTo/s400/31.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />我倏然戀上<br />八月以後的秋季<br />我會昏昏睡去<br />就像紛紛的落葉<br /><br />我醒來時<br />未知是幾許的隆冬<br />但夢裡 我揮一揮手大地已經染紅<br />盤纏不息的河川<br />掐住還未青春的果實<br />我拾起一顆<br />撕開老朽了的面目<br />咀嚼佈滿驪歌的季節<br /><br />我逕行在羊腸小徑<br />沒有人想知 沒有人去問<br />唯獨占星者告訴我前生是位詩人<br />但今生不能再賦自由的詩了<br /><br /><br />小害<br />31/8/2007<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4711581014317481473?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-70160378958733985952011-02-03T22:29:00.004+08:002011-02-03T22:40:59.698+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUq8QiN_D9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/jb9qrVJBLcY/s1600/30.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569470881446432722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUq8QiN_D9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/jb9qrVJBLcY/s400/30.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>那是我囑咐一個喚作人類的生物所拍下的遺照</div><div>雖然這已經不是我真實的形狀及顏色</div><div>但我還是希望他們的子孫</div><div>能幻想我的存在, 能塗上生命的色彩</div><div><br />我懂得飛但沒有鳥的翅膀</div><div>牠們可以逃離(我假設)</div><div>而我 只有留守一遍繁華的石屎森林</div><div>最後一少撮被規劃的花叢</div><div>讓斑斕的霓虹燈蓋掩我毫不起眼的色相</div><div>讓大廈呼出的暖氣超越我微弱的體溫</div><div>直至我選擇絕跡</div><div><br />我是早知道安排好的命運</div><div>我的本能會帶我尋找屬於我的墓穴</div><div>但我還是希望百年後稱為人類的生物還會記起</div><div>曾有稱作蝴蝶的在花間飛過 </div><div></div><div><br />小害</div><div>31/8/2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7016037895873398595?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-81493840838559024032011-02-03T22:24:00.002+08:002011-02-03T22:29:04.856+08:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569469462354248178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUq697sCwfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PjqwbXvhZY4/s400/29.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />路的兩旁是<br />落日的門戶<br />你選擇關上所有有關夜的窗口<br />你獨個兒探進去<br />如藍鯨泅游於深海<br />潛行通往極地的隧道<br /><br />是嗎 南北根本不重要<br />你的呼救沒有被磁化<br />你一心從地圖尋找沒有岬角的灘岸擱淺<br />脫掉乳牙 卷曲身上的毛髮<br />然後變成冷的魚類<br /><br />我習慣在夜裡掛上明滅的煤燈<br />不是嗎<br />我還看不到水平的終線<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2007/9/5<br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-8149384083855902403?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-58238637029337695952011-02-03T21:39:00.003+08:002011-02-03T22:24:13.607+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUq15x5uPEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5HmEbn5TubE/s1600/28.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569463893449653314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUq15x5uPEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5HmEbn5TubE/s400/28.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div>《實況》</div><div><br />有些人走在熱燙的沙礫上</div><div>腳掌 長滿了水疱但從不覺痛<br />有些人被派上發掘枯骨</div><div>不知不覺又埋下自己</div><div><br />世界沒有被循環是限於現實</div><div><br />一個一個人走過來</div><div>一個人走出去</div><div>家鄉的搖籃曲彼此都會哼</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>2007/09/11</div><div> </div><div><br />《城市》</div><div><br />那個城市沒有哀悼</div><div>搜索一堆又一堆的盜墓者</div><div>將理想放在臉頰</div><div>和平不會因此而得救</div><div><br />在書裡讀過的歷史</div><div>隨著書頁發黃</div><div>小孩提不起沉重</div><div>大人背負的卻是另一套想法</div><div><br />將心靈稍為洗滌</div><div>日落日出都是同一方向</div><div>雙腳立足大地</div><div>任燭光微微燒燙</div><div><br />小害</div><div>2006/9/11 </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br />《鎖匠》</div><div><br />你說鐘擺的兩旁是快樂和憂傷</div><div>站在下面所有會是美好<br />可笑路人甲缺乏悲天憫人的資格</div><div><br />你說世上有單一的道理</div><div>追求現實的存在</div><div>但雙子星墜毀塵埃弄瞎無數的眼睛</div><div><br />你說你繼續說</div><div>阿修羅之舞捲起大地嘆息</div><div>破布掛在茶杯耳</div><div>紅茶紅得像血</div><div><br />我說天秤失去了舵</div><div>迷霧滲濕書角</div><div>射入線燃燒煙花撒下黑雨</div><div><br />我說只不過是我說</div><div>每天穿上平凡的襯衫祈願</div><div>上天掉下一個鎖匠</div><div><br />小害</div><div>2001/09/11<br /></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-5823863702933769595?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-84960752433932042862011-02-03T21:26:00.003+08:002011-02-03T21:39:17.321+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqtiBG-uGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QKOWJJ0NSzQ/s1600/27.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569454689121908834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqtiBG-uGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QKOWJJ0NSzQ/s400/27.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>我上演生日的連續劇</div><div>吹吹蠟燭造就完美的畫面</div><div><br />要說出願望</div><div>彷彿跟鬼魅對話地喃喃自語</div><div>披上黑色的薄紗</div><div>躲進幽深的角落消失</div><div><br />我踏上階梯置身華麗舞台</div><div>擔演我熟悉的丑角</div><div>更換佈景但我仍呆滯於相同的面具</div><div>沒有喊出一句對白</div><div><br />人潮會沖刷我的影子</div><div>步下原點</div><div>厭倦賒借理念渡日來生活</div><div>抱頭蹲下</div><div>試圖搣滅所有謎團</div><div><br />是空白</div><div>還是儲起太多日曆</div><div>撕下的紙碎來生火取暖</div><div>卻意外被飆車飛濺的水花溶化</div><div>星星不會燃亮</div><div>旅人在途中喪失了的夢</div><div><br />歲月肆意爬過還未皺起的沙漠</div><div>靜靜帶走已收縮的瞳孔與及褪色的口唇</div><div>枯井下收藏著導演跟讀白</div><div>希望在蠟燭熄滅之前隨風掠過</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>13/92007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-8496075243393204286?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-68728933425191964732011-02-03T21:14:00.002+08:002011-02-03T21:26:34.975+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqqZn2h5RI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-URqN26le08/s1600/26.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569451246368187666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqqZn2h5RI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-URqN26le08/s400/26.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />《森林篇》<br /><br />夜幕漫漫漫漫長<br />若嫌天空失去樹影的反差<br />星斗離棄原有位置<br />那便忘卻<br />忘卻沿途的苗圃<br />看不見的炊煙, 小孩的嬉笑或近冬的門縫<br />將所有留待<br />靜靜的靜靜的黑暗<br />便告一段落<br /><br />然而螢火飛過<br />卑微是黑夜中最明亮<br /><br /><br />《都市篇》<br /><br />城市深深深深吸啜<br />最後一口菸<br />擠斷煙蒂 停電了<br />從地板蔓延至天花吊燈<br />吊不起沙發上的軟墊<br />讓記憶忘記出生過程<br />猶如一張白紙反覆重新影印<br />都是瑣瑣碎碎的炭粉<br /><br />從老去的抽屜找到一支蠟燭<br />替換幽暗<br />光<br />是要用雙手來燃點才亮<br /><br /><br /><br />小害<br />20/9/2007<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6872893342519196473?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-66918196769205637122011-02-03T21:06:00.002+08:002011-02-03T21:13:58.095+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqpE4zAW3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Zz0aWvTSLUQ/s1600/25.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569449790627928946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqpE4zAW3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Zz0aWvTSLUQ/s400/25.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />限一刻的沉默<br />妳踏上雲漢而來<br />妳的擁抱<br />彎著我的身體<br /><br />我的心送給<br />妳的眼眸<br /><br />月下<br />人們思索流逝的長久<br />而我為妳解答<br /><br /><br /><br />小害<br />27/9/2007<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6691819676920563712?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-46911332463502610192011-02-03T20:45:00.002+08:002011-02-03T21:04:12.187+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqmRQ7gHvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YMNrN5Jw80Q/s1600/23.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569446704729562866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqmRQ7gHvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YMNrN5Jw80Q/s400/23.JPG" border="0" /></a>何以<br />蔓生胸臆的藤節<br />長出了鮮花<br />特別是夜晚<br />那種與生的調侃<br />無論如何靜謐<br />也會在有意無意間<br />留下破綻<br /><br />我陷於<br />難以拔足的泥濘<br />未能溝通的門和窗<br />瞬即已被開闔<br />我沒有冀盼歲月歸還些什麼<br />在寂靜的長路中<br />我拾起楓樹撂下的霜凍<br /><br />抵住帽子邊緣<br />從日出織成的岸線<br />攀到寥寥的陡崖<br />聲音再次消失於大海<br />我慎重地收起雙耳<br />待一切結為果實<br />就似那曾十月的秋天<br /><br /><br />小害<br />30/10/2007<br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4691133246350261019?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-5240877435501078732011-02-03T20:29:00.002+08:002011-02-03T20:45:23.282+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqgPwYTxWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zG4H6_Xo2e4/s1600/22.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569440081742382434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqgPwYTxWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zG4H6_Xo2e4/s400/22.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div>冷冷暖暖 </div><div>我從別人的口中 </div><div>得悉你的悲情 </div><div><br />你藏匿欠伸的一角 </div><div>遠遠遙望瑟縮的路燈 </div><div>你習慣性地 </div><div>張羅不分晝夜的每日</div><div>為討幾餐飯菜</div><div>有時你會撫按懷中鬱鬱的吊墜 </div><div>押下去 </div><div>便可渡過斷裂的時間 </div><div><br />杯中已無剩餘的酒 </div><div>醉醺醺的日子 </div><div>為何仍是醺醺醉醉 </div><div>你打算執筆伸訴 </div><div>拮据的你才發現 </div><div>早已窮酸得沒有筆墨 </div><div>你或會站上窗台回想昔日 </div><div>但嘈鬧的街道會把你弄醒 </div><div>辨別每件事的事實 </div><div><br />太多可以同病相憐的同伴了</div><div>生命豈可如斯 ? </div><div>你又不禁嘆道 </div><div>握住乾巴的存摺你不禁又說</div><div>認命吧 ! 認命吧 ! </div><div>你決定劃一個方格 </div><div>為自己拍照 </div><div>供人以最佳的鄙視來釐訂身份 </div><div><br />故事一代一代流傳下去 </div><div>外圍的人當作是久遠的神話</div><div>因天堂是參照地獄而建成 </div><div>由上望下去 </div><div>一切都是微不足道 的倒影 </div><div><br />無盡的空想 </div><div>滂沱大雨也滋潤不到水土流失的澤國</div><div>你突然拿起釘子 </div><div>修補孩兒常用的摺凳 </div><div>你要送他們一個書包 </div><div>揹你走出空空的荒野 </div><div>叮叮鎚聲迴盪於十字走廊</div><div><br />我從別人口中聽到一個 </div><div>有關悲情的故事 </div><div>冷冷到暖暖</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>2007/11/2 </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-524087743550107873?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-62970824185492123842011-02-03T20:25:00.001+08:002011-02-03T20:29:46.862+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqfUj9bB8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/VinUo-ku_aw/s1600/21.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569439064796104642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqfUj9bB8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/VinUo-ku_aw/s400/21.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>這裡曾經下雨</div><div>我感到雨的餘溫</div><div>憑藉妳的眼角</div><div>我一眼便把妳認出</div><div><br />妳沒有透露</div><div>瞳孔內儼如石刻的傷口</div><div>妳將所有輕輕帶過</div><div>然後洗滌</div><div>慢慢退去的身影</div><div><br />我趕上點點餘暉</div><div>搭上妳漸細的肩膀</div><div>在耳邊悄悄告訴妳</div><div>某處的紫苑</div><div>已經從委婉中盛開</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>11/11/2007 </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6297082418549212384?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-12847344869606536562011-02-03T20:16:00.002+08:002011-02-03T20:25:09.434+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqdJnJ5NXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mJ9lQO6xomU/s1600/20.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569436677651903858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqdJnJ5NXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mJ9lQO6xomU/s400/20.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />要忘記的, 請不要忘記得太多<br /><br />如閱讀信內<br />每一個字<br />在你跟前<br />直接地放下一堆往事<br />經歷多少年後<br />我還會躡足於偶然<br /><br />要忘記的, 請不要忘記得太多<br /><br />我趨前時<br />你便會墮後<br />如風一樣消失<br />消失箇中的 :暗示及明示<br />你或許知道<br />離開是要推開夜幕<br />回歸最初的直線<br /><br />要忘記的, 請不要忘記的<br />太多<br /><br />太多<br /><br /><br /><br />小害<br />2007/11/24<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-1284734486960653656?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-72133236845722386002011-02-03T20:08:00.002+08:002011-02-03T20:16:47.131+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqbGypUzMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_koeqAwAnso/s1600/19.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569434430173662402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqbGypUzMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_koeqAwAnso/s400/19.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div>很久, 沒有坐在大樹下</div><div>大樹, 你說對嗎 ?</div><div>時間經歷了改變我</div><div>們都是一樣</div><div>你的額角多了一些皺紋</div><div>而我呢! 長多一層皮</div><div><br />我們逗留至</div><div>地球停止自轉時</div><div>便能小心的偷去</div><div>沙漏裡一少撮的沙</div><div><br />原來, 不變的</div><div>是我仍站於盤纏的根上</div><div>拍打你</div><div>垂下低低的雙手</div><div><br />光陰在寸寸滑落</div><div>我, 還在大樹下</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>2007/11/28</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7213323684572238600?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-76977633096894671432011-02-03T19:57:00.003+08:002011-02-03T20:08:15.643+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqYrDmcfWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2P2jiaME2_g/s1600/18.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569431754665393506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqYrDmcfWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2P2jiaME2_g/s400/18.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>我願, 爬上月光</div><div>築一所囿園寄居</div><div>回望的旅程, 只不過是</div><div>三十餘塊斷橋的碎片</div><div>星體之間在鳴叫</div><div>空空的火山口, 收藏種種的夜晚</div><div>失去吸引力的地心</div><div>由我來彌補</div><div>沒有翅膀, 任由身軀微微飄升</div><div>光禿的樹椏</div><div>猶如一頂荊冠</div><div>抵擋太陽一線曙光</div><div><br />地球的妳, 看不看清我是我?</div><div>妳身邊包圍了碧藍</div><div>是天空, 是海洋, 是被豢養的兔</div><div>而燃不起的火焰</div><div>倒流入大地的心臟</div><div>我隨月份寄給妳明信片</div><div>妳放上床舖</div><div>鋪蓋還未睡眠的剪影</div><div><br />兔兒握住妳手</div><div>把擷下的星屑償還於妳</div><div>妳托著腮, 喝一口涼了的濃茶</div><div>把如酒的汁液蘊釀為秘密</div><div>翻閱一頁又一頁的書冊</div><div>仍找不到心想的字句</div><div>一本耐讀的書</div><div>少不免黐滿野芒</div><div><br />我用力投出</div><div>一顆流浪太空的殞石</div><div>妳用指尖指向</div><div>一顆未命名的流星</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>29/11/2007</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7697763309689467143?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-57240529108173937012011-02-03T18:54:00.001+08:002011-02-03T19:01:38.368+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqKSL9KAZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0xXzsbLFdTU/s1600/17.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569415934248616338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqKSL9KAZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0xXzsbLFdTU/s400/17.jpg" border="0" /></a>白雪紛飛的日子<br />失落了<br />生命賦予的短暫<br />化為水<br />匍匐上無人的車廂<br />列車的終站<br />這, 完全是悻然的錯誤<br /><br />絲毫的分差<br />錯過了轉軌的路線<br />月台上<br />一行排列整齊的靠椅<br />有一張被枯竭的天氣<br />孤立<br />隨靜止在鞦韆<br />而風也在鞦韆<br />旁人都說<br />是雪的關係<br />放眼盡是濕漉漉的<br />濕漉漉的<br /><br />冬天, 太早到來<br />人們來時太晚<br />列車駛離<br />所有空置的月台<br />腳步聲回望一張椅子<br />擴音器隔絕冷空氣<br />那麼是時候: 走了, 走了.......<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2/12/2007<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-5724052910817393701?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-42205701766148006232011-02-03T18:50:00.002+08:002011-02-03T18:54:05.182+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqJC9a6jGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f-JeyOIY0UY/s1600/16.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569414573137235042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqJC9a6jGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f-JeyOIY0UY/s400/16.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>心, 就算是朦朧</div><div>也是半開的花</div><div><br />我以坐下來的沉默</div><div>撥開初冬的寒霰</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>24/12/2007</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4220570176614800623?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-32094514754973271932011-02-03T18:47:00.002+08:002011-02-03T18:50:48.690+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqIHF2Q9YI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VB3s-UGsELw/s1600/15.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569413544607282562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqIHF2Q9YI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VB3s-UGsELw/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />我們觸摸過夜空<br />我們躲避過憂鬱落下的雨<br />我們引領過海岸線的進退<br />我們把無數的海星從沙灘拋回深海<br /><br />我們細數過夜空的繁星<br />我們感受過每滴雨水的安慰<br />我們任潮汐帶走腳下的泥沙<br />我們剝掉身上的鱗片佈滿整個沙灘<br /><br />曾經是一種感覺<br />黃昏時一道平緩的光線<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2008/2/20<br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-3209451475497327193?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-45771197722671996042011-02-03T18:38:00.002+08:002011-02-03T18:47:06.873+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqGhtD64jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1t3wMyB9X4E/s1600/14.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569411802786882098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqGhtD64jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/1t3wMyB9X4E/s400/14.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>請不要用你的角度來看我</div><div>我是一隻自由的貓</div><div>欄柵只不過思想中的假象</div><div>凸起的銳角才小心且鋒利</div><div><br />趁我未彎腰之前</div><div>請你抹走身上的塵囂</div><div>那是悲傷的典範</div><div>在很多年之前</div><div>我伏於神祇之間</div><div>衪們已經告訴了我</div><div><br />沒有向前的空氣</div><div>偏偏是被我抓住的馬尾草</div><div>改變抖落在原地</div><div>輕輕一踢, 再輕輕一踢</div><div>石磨磨不出時間的渣滓</div><div>一下的欠身便是落日的呵欠</div><div><br />我不想轉變</div><div>多麼脆弱的骨骼</div><div>咯咯作響會喚醒人們封鎖的心靈</div><div>你便喚我為貓</div><div>毫不在乎的攻擊性</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>22/2/2008</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4577119772267199604?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-17803920463117078972011-02-03T18:30:00.002+08:002011-02-03T18:38:45.813+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqD7oRcZgI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wsThF6yOEV4/s1600/13.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569408949643142658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqD7oRcZgI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wsThF6yOEV4/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />我愛誰<br />就似怎樣也喝不完的<br />一杯<br />藏在深宵徘徊<br />的季節<br />一點一滴的化為零碎<br />寥落心房<br />以後只想著<br />要醉 還是不醉<br /><br />我愛誰<br />曾經悄悄的問過我<br />的眼淚<br />凝在眼簾與眼眶之間<br />阻擋已經模糊的視線<br />流不下來<br />原來告訴我<br />我還在進進退退<br /><br />如果 拋開惦念與懊悔<br />便剩回憶 在腦海中裡重聚<br />如果 是上天鬆開手上的約定<br />那 我又可以讓誰去責備<br />奔跑過的草地<br />總有灰色的時候<br />掠過空中的浮雲<br />不能追<br /><br />我愛誰<br />反覆的問著問到自己<br />好累<br />原諒我就是這樣的人<br />錯失了交換妳的一輩<br />不想去想<br />昨天現在與未來的<br />誰和誰<br /><br /><br /><br />小害<br />29/02/2008<br /><br />(2011/02/03, 啊! 原來之前也創作了一首國語歌詞, 但該怎樣唱呢? 現在已全無記憶.)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-1780392046311707897?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-62954135914324987222011-02-03T18:21:00.002+08:002011-02-03T18:27:47.837+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqCLLmkXEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Z-mOevqvcpI/s1600/12.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569407017801768002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqCLLmkXEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Z-mOevqvcpI/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />再聽不到你的跫音<br />我想知你有沒有停下<br />停下的只會是藍色的天空<br />剛巧掠過早晨的窗外<br /><br />藍色是你身軀<br />以後再沒有一根羽毛比你輕<br />所以請你閉起雙耳<br />世界已沒有值得擔心的聲音<br />浮雲帶來一場夢<br />假使你從夢中驚覺<br />四周躺臥的還會是安寧<br /><br />湖面反照清澈湖水<br />喚起一串串風鈴<br />但照不見的路是太遙遠<br />昨夜的繾綣只能歸還給昨夜<br />你的陽光不會被歪曲<br />請你安心飄散柳絮<br />別人會代你收藏了明媚<br />塑造日子往後的形狀<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2008/3/19<br /><br /><div>給小羊......</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6295413591432498722?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-14755014574422929172011-02-03T18:15:00.000+08:002011-02-03T18:21:17.058+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqBPOaytDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vawM1O80ocY/s1600/11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569405987765531698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUqBPOaytDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vawM1O80ocY/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>上天張開灰灰的帳蓬</div><div>你 什麼也流浪不了 </div><div><br />你儘管拋開所有疲累的包袱</div><div>丟掉家中的細軟</div><div>甚至任落寞拾遺不報</div><div>你 還是什麼也流浪不了 </div><div><br />窗框 框起的天空</div><div>長乘寬</div><div>永遠沒有讓靈魂穿透的</div><div>深度 </div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>01/04/2008 </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-1475501457442292917?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-48443022317548303602011-02-03T18:04:00.004+08:002011-02-03T18:15:02.374+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUp-GsTMAAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/acEcd5IerQU/s1600/10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569402542632992770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUp-GsTMAAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/acEcd5IerQU/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>我脫下眼鏡, 放上佈滿文字的書案</div><div>之後撇開所有的美好 </div><div>景象離開了子午線的本初</div><div><br />我往南北走了一極 </div><div>來到你家的理髮店我</div><div>勉強保持焦距 </div><div>你的分身在歡迎我 </div><div><br />我鎖定我的嗅覺, 讓它蹲在</div><div>鏡的一旁目睹緊張</div><div>你不以為然的眼神</div><div>茫茫的黑海注視雙手撒走融不掉的黑雪 </div><div>把思緒剪成寸斷 </div><div>我唯有靜下 </div><div>聆聽內心交擊的聲響 </div><div><br />一心整理的碎髮 </div><div>奈何編成你頭上長長的 </div><div>辮子</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>2008/04/09</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4844302231754830360?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-46942491333905897592011-02-03T17:55:00.002+08:002011-02-03T18:04:41.258+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUp7-1oznXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-X0ZQMcK2K4/s1600/9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569400208677379442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUp7-1oznXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-X0ZQMcK2K4/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />原諒春天的來到<br />原諒春天夾雜的風和雨<br />但它裹不住<br />冬季的雪<br /><br />流徙的水滴不可<br />直達心扉<br />自始每晚的心跳<br />都遲緩了半秒<br /><br />四肢散發的霧<br />在空氣之中起舞<br />一個人的芭蕾<br />以腳尖頂住無目的<br />的自轉<br /><br />砌圖缺少一塊<br />四季學會了分開<br /><br /><br />小害<br />22/04/2008<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4694249133390589759?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-88128783322520015682011-02-03T17:51:00.002+08:002011-02-03T17:55:38.680+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUp7fEImOwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jJLzZzJJYfc/s1600/8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569399662813002498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUp7fEImOwI/AAAAAAAAAE4/jJLzZzJJYfc/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>當秋天掉落春天的詩</div><br /><div>一份枯燥</div><br /><div>漫延到溼鬱的空氣</div><br /><div>她的嘆聲沒有格格不入</div><br /><div><br />指頭插滿了別針</div><br /><div>很痛, 但沒有淌一滴血</div><br /><div>文字偷取了夜的顏色</div><br /><div>用珍珠磨成黑色的粉末</div><br /><div>如海洋收集過時的雨水</div><br /><div>時冷時暖</div><br /><div><br />步進迂迴的小徑</div><br /><div>我的身體產生很多枝節</div><br /><div>伸出觸鬚</div><br /><div>搜索 遺失</div><br /><div>瞭望兩塊樹葉之間</div><br /><div>偶爾的距離</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br />小害</div><br /><div>2008/4/29</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-8812878332252001568?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-41444809119891778592011-02-03T17:37:00.002+08:002011-02-03T17:51:44.725+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUp54eWZkxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QhbZdZ67XX0/s1600/7.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569397900323689234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUp54eWZkxI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QhbZdZ67XX0/s400/7.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />黑白不明的貓<br />攜帶牠交叉分歧的睫毛<br />沿粗糙的牆壁掛上<br />金色的蝨子在浮動<br /><br />伸出右邊的爪<br />示意左邊的縮回去<br />是同一的場合<br />把呼吸遏止到最低<br />心聲也放到最低<br /><br />弓起脊椎, 豎起<br />毛髮上面的尾巴<br />踽踽前行的是<br />眼瞳所開啟的路<br />被磨損的碎葉亦糊起來<br /><br />繼續潛行攜帶著<br />睫毛, 眼影和記憶摩擦<br />誤會誕生前方<br />一堆敵人與獵物墮進石灰岩製的泡影<br />從此不能自拔<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2008/4/20<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4144480911989177859?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-52164698453271805232011-02-03T17:32:00.000+08:002011-02-03T17:37:04.595+08:00假若, 假若沒有發生過,<br />那是多麼的, 多麼的好<br /><br />窗外的陽光還暖, 就算置身泥淖裡的野花<br />都在發光<br /><br />假若, 假若真的沒有發生過,<br />那是多麼的, 多麼的, 多麼的好<br /><br />還要懶在睡床嗎 ? 孩子們都上學去<br />請趕快起來, 不要讓黑暗拖著腳跟<br /><br />那一塊磚頭, 是不會沉重<br />你有沒有輕輕撫過<br />奈何瞥然間<br />你已是蒲公英, 毫無目的的飄<br /><br />寧靜裡, 會有水滴聲嗎 ?<br />你聽不聽到別人禱告<br />放野盡是遙遠<br />要珍惜的, 不曾珍惜的<br />在粗糙的大地上刮起<br />一幕幕風沙<br /><br />假若沒有發生過,<br />那是多麼的, 多麼的好<br /><br />幻想與真實<br />只不過隔著一堵沒有門的牆<br />但壓在身體上<br />是多麼的, 多麼的重<br /><br /><br /><br />小害<br />悼四川罹難者 19/05/2008<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-5216469845327180523?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-36486437420505460562011-02-03T17:27:00.004+08:002011-02-03T18:30:51.729+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUp1UZxiSOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DrIF-Gn6BVs/s1600/6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569392882573527266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUp1UZxiSOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DrIF-Gn6BVs/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /></a> 一) 閃<br /><br />她<br />閃了<br />是一息的閃逝了<br />像一座島嶼從地圖<br />一瞬間消失自此<br />每艘揚帆出海的船<br />都偏離歡欣的航線<br /><br />二) 潛水<br /><br />每滴雨<br />都要落入大海<br />然後潛水往睡床上<br />尋找珍貴的珊瑚群<br />掛上一片寂寞的標籤<br />潮退後<br />放上黃澄澄的沙灘擱淺<br /><br />三) 扮蟹<br /><br />他<br />頑強地<br />假扮成一隻蟹橫行<br />驕傲的橫越<br />歲月沖積的海岸線<br />以及, 滿佈仙人掌屍骸的沙漠<br />爪痕注入了細沙<br />剎那, 又孤伶伶的流走<br /><br />四) 喪<br /><br />太陽<br />在燒暖<br />放上天空後就不能回巢的<br />風箏的絮尾<br />而那天公園裡堆成的沙堡壘<br />滑出童年的掌心後<br />便忘記歸家的路口<br />因此, 他們都會喪笑喪哭<br />在點點滴滴的殘暑中<br />襯托彼此早已力盡的蟬嘶<br /><br /><br />小害<br />5/6/2008<br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-3648643742050546056?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-23715412511700325872011-02-03T17:19:00.002+08:002011-02-03T17:27:11.473+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUpzeBfdvGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QVlrXCH5bTU/s1600/5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569390848830717026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUpzeBfdvGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QVlrXCH5bTU/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />有一些夜晚<br />是適合下雨的<br />這麼日子才會顯得份外分明剔透<br />牆外的污垢就讓它洗滌<br />露出乳白的真相<br />再片片剝落<br /><br />如果要淹浸整座城市<br />才可獲得平靜<br />那絲絲的雨聲<br />定是失眠者編造出來的幻覺<br /><br />每一寸夢都太輕<br />而心事卻太重<br />所以街道充斥<br />無數折斷了的傘骨<br />與及肝腸寸斷<br /><br />子夜出沒的耗子<br />以拾荒為生<br />在黎明來臨的時段<br />叫賣自己的靈魂<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2008/06/07...黑雨中<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2371541251170032587?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-36149375267079822172011-02-03T17:08:00.002+08:002011-02-03T17:18:40.394+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUpyUL9hrzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ylQlVMdgcN4/s1600/4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569389580330839858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUpyUL9hrzI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ylQlVMdgcN4/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /></a>把夜空的一塊<br />擷下來對摺成紙船<br />在天琴的星光下 放行<br />我會親自目睹它的離去<br /><br />吹熄燭光, 忘掉<br />要囑咐的晚禱<br />直至收起載負的希望<br />只願它輕盈地飄遠一點, 再遠一點<br /><br />來到, 月下灑滿的碼頭前<br />自枕邊, 稍稍的<br />稍稍的逗留一會然後 ——<br />一直沉下去<br /><br />我會獨自從心底<br />把它輕輕撈起<br />一次再一次的風化於<br />千年的頑石上<br /><br /><br />小害<br />18/06/2008<br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-3614937526707982217?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-25588259283929763192011-02-03T17:04:00.002+08:002011-02-03T17:08:19.265+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUpv4yftKhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hLhLx6iqd7U/s1600/3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569386910615153170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUpv4yftKhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hLhLx6iqd7U/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>要醒來吧</div><div>四處都是皚皚的白雲</div><div>要起來撫平在燃燒的草青</div><div>灑盎然的綠意</div><div>迎一個切合早晨的主題</div><div> </div><div>跑上山崗, 倚靠歷久的半棵樹上</div><div>造訪那段行雷閃電的夜晚</div><div>風雨未淹半身飄搖</div><div>聽一個故事</div><div>伸展到水平線之外</div><div>風經過的吹程</div><div>仍會帶來多少郁烈的蒸氣</div><div>從哪裡的海岸, 從哪裡的海岸</div><div>仰首茸茸的青絲</div><div>指定了明確的方向</div><div>撕破滿身蔽體的衣衫</div><div>張開所有毛孔</div><div>在艷陽下, 在暴雨中盡情</div><div>放歌</div><div> </div><div><br />小害</div><div>21/06/2008</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2558825928392976319?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-9192352916199961742011-02-03T16:51:00.002+08:002011-02-03T16:56:25.671+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUpspqUcAzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WLWDRnOtFVs/s1600/2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569383352187487026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUpspqUcAzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WLWDRnOtFVs/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />來到這裡<br />虛擬該到了終站<br />點著了煙, 卧在長椅的行李誰<br />告別自己的主角<br />然後誰, 擁抱另一面鏡<br /><br />一條沒有生命的生命線<br />穿透光, 拔下<br />誰的手在顫抖<br />誰又在黑白<br />經歷山洞裡滿以為是灰塵<br />真實接上千里之外<br />背後的乘客東倒西歪<br />咳嗽掛上頸項<br />手帕難掩彈跳的鐘<br /><br />所有程序充塞每點<br />澎漲到破碎<br />剛好是鏡的飽和<br />零與一的鴻溝<br />有兩列對頭火車<br />步向沒有<br />比什麼更要遙遠的故鄉<br /><br /><br />小害<br />06/07/2008<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-919235291619996174?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-79226398462481936892011-02-03T16:46:00.001+08:002011-02-03T16:49:04.793+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUprlUJ75xI/AAAAAAAAAEA/q1ad_Kax-vs/s1600/1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569382178006755090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUprlUJ75xI/AAAAAAAAAEA/q1ad_Kax-vs/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>聽說你歸來時</div><div>你的心掏空了一半</div><div>我沈默了半嚮</div><div>在半夜聽完</div><div>半首的音樂</div><div>然後, 關掉珊珊來遲的</div><div>燈火</div><div><br />火光, 並沒有量詞</div><div>不能撲返一半飛蛾, </div><div>你需要明白</div><div> </div><div><br /><br />小害</div><div>19/07/2008</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7922639846248193689?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-24410312048856324262011-02-01T17:43:00.005+08:002011-02-03T16:16:49.604+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUfV-hApmMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bWqEO_nm-WQ/s1600/DSC08761b.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568654734256609474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TUfV-hApmMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bWqEO_nm-WQ/s400/DSC08761b.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />我敞開家中最大的窗戶<br />迎接遠道而來的冽風<br />吹擦所有陳設, 裝飾及思緒<br /><br />眺望一群如雪般飄過的雛雁<br />海面上沒有翅膀的倒影<br />我感到, 份外的冰凍<br /><br />鱒魚游走在平流層上<br />它斑駁的鱗片, 分隔冷暖<br />閃閃生光, 極像一幅柔軟易破的<br />畫布, 繪在裡面的太陽<br />殞落的位置, 比昨日高出少許<br />這是別離的前奏<br /><br />我躍動指頭, 放在黑白之間<br />讓家中的森林和書本都沉默<br />一段的起始, 亦始於終結<br />冬天離開後<br />已沒有下一個季節<br /><br />在白矮星奔跑的朱諾<br />往紅巨星衝刺的獨角獸<br />你們會意識到吧!<br />只有冬季才可孕育<br />宇宙<br />漫無止境的黑暗<br /><br /><br />小害<br />2011/02/01<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2441031204885632426?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-75048539486676849142011-01-22T17:15:00.006+08:002011-02-03T16:17:28.066+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TTqgdDIL_bI/AAAAAAAAADw/9NFkCrJpo7E/s1600/rocks.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564936710485966258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TTqgdDIL_bI/AAAAAAAAADw/9NFkCrJpo7E/s400/rocks.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div>妳聽到嗎 那些屬於</div><div>回憶的聲音</div><div>我倒頭睡去 只想一睡不醒</div><div>留住了過去美好的夢境</div><div><br />妳知道嗎 那些傷痕</div><div>沒因時間而褪去</div><div>我憋在心中 撫慰那段曾經</div><div>妳我永遠不離的誓詞</div><div><br />我真的愛妳 也許妳</div><div>不會放在心裡</div><div>我不敢相信 我也不曾清醒</div><div>如星星落下黑黑的淚滴</div><div><br />我真的愛妳 我願意</div><div>為妳把自己忘記</div><div>直到某一天起 靈魂無法繼續</div><div>讓回憶換成另一場回憶</div><div>故事著曾經</div><div><br />*我真的很愛妳</div><div></div><div></div><div><br />小害22/01/2011 (國語創作歌詞)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7504853948667684914?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-29821197855393990782011-01-21T16:26:00.007+08:002011-02-03T16:22:34.877+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TTqYAsG4jEI/AAAAAAAAADo/LHyrz1OjxUI/s1600/DSC08766a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564927427177122882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TTqYAsG4jEI/AAAAAAAAADo/LHyrz1OjxUI/s400/DSC08766a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TTlDfT5DtgI/AAAAAAAAADY/soN0ncLFxyg/s1600/165688_10150372938070134_531145133_16668956_5556273_n.jpg"></a><div><br />記—— 陰霾．深邃的冬天<br />是我喜歡的季節<br />我從不耀眼, 我並不是太陽<br />我躲在光的背後<br />絢爛如糾結的煙花<br /><br />是什麼也沒關係<br />我只喜愛我的冬天<br />看身軀悠悠地溶化<br />如雪的味道, 空氣透白如水晶<br />我翻越了山脊, 渡過了人潮, 穿透了牆<br />呼出四散的霧默許緲小存在<br />隱含孤獨和寂寞<br />是徑自行走的岔路<br /><br />為什麼還在意呢!<br />冷鋒是否埋下盛放的蓓蕾 </div><div>為什麼嚴夜與冬日離不開的覊絆<br />為什麼吁吁的駝鈴<br />從蜃樓裡捲起撲面的沙<br />在不該的沙漠<br />載滿冬季<br /><br />或許我已不再真實<br />當我退化為冬天, 我懷念的季節<br />那兒藏匿座城堡<br />豎立一面水銀鏡<br />我看見自己<br />靈魂後退了一步<br /><br /><br />小害<br />21/01/2011</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2982119785539399078?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-24017081066040644802011-01-12T16:21:00.003+08:002011-02-03T16:17:46.380+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TS28S54YaxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/16S1dSVL95Y/s1600/DSC01851a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561308147833400082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/TS28S54YaxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/16S1dSVL95Y/s400/DSC01851a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>我想, 把夜換成另一次夜<br />黝黑的低緩, 黑暗地微醺<br /><br />旋渦中層疊交錯<br />堆起一幢幢歲月的玄武岩<br />往海岸逃亡<br />靜候風化流逝著裂隙的血液<br />在我體內凝固, 告別<br />山麓以後沉澱泛藍的蕪菁<br />寂靜的海底深處<br /><br />我就且暫住, 一夜與一夜之間<br />時間拉住了時間<br />侵蝕毫不起眼而被憶念的圖畫<br />紋理訴說點滴故事<br />隨海褪去<br />潮汐眼眶零亂的皺摺<br />每一個波折都無法說服游魚離開<br />宛若擱淺跟死亡相擁於一起<br /><br />我蹲了下來, 夜了<br />復還原來的灰白<br />圍繞著星火手舞足蹈<br />像慶賀節日般循環不息<br />眾多的巨門重複開關<br />我如傘的倒影充塞晚上剩餘的部份<br />那是一切交換條件<br />和無數,與起伏<br /><br />我想把夜換成另一次夜<br /><br /><br />小害<br />12/001/2011</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2401708106604064480?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-3208745626791645852010-09-18T09:04:00.000+08:002010-09-18T09:09:10.518+08:00<p><img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs707.snc4/62740_446700078456_513858456_5321743_5570743_n.jpg" /> </p><br /><p>《七絕．夏夜醉酒》（友作）<br />細雨盈杯碎月融，東風酒醒共誰同？<br />煙波暮色孤舟薄，難載凡麈逝夢中。</p><br /><p>《山月‧步〈夏夜醉酒〉韻》<br />落絮空山月色融，瑩深碧白染塵同。<br />蟾宮夜冷衣衾薄，不覺浮沉在夢中。</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-320874562679164585?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hystericireulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18167465214013895558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-579713560589004142009-10-04T12:58:00.005+08:002011-02-03T16:18:08.296+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SsgsFuy0bCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JoDl_-mxr1g/s1600-h/DSC07681.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388605431120948258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SsgsFuy0bCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JoDl_-mxr1g/s400/DSC07681.JPG" border="0" /></a>某天, 你在牆上畫滿的塗鴉<br />昨夜終於結成了花果<br />我, 嗅著花香而來<br />就在一條小巷裡<br />踏進你身影的腳邊<br /><br />風, 仍舊穿梭於兩袖之間<br />我並未有載起<br />成為我們再會的禮物<br />彷如潮汐泊岸的浪花<br />只能用心去感受起落的速度<br /><br />我曾一度無言<br />無言靜候你撲鼻的郁芳<br />雙腿不再趔趄跟顛簸<br />任由黑暗與籬笆交纏於一體<br />我坐在時間中央<br />莫名的渡過<br /><br />你我就那樣地巧合<br />誕生在不同的世界裡<br />黑夜是唯一觸碰的裂縫<br />默默望著最後的荼靡<br />更不著跡的窮蒼<br />便在此刻一瞬即逝<br /><br /><br />小害<br />03/10/2009<br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-57971356058900414?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-70100962345634503102009-09-24T22:45:00.002+08:002009-09-24T23:00:56.257+08:00墨掉進水然後就變成了水<br />或者相反<br />或者等待時間<br />讓沉默留下<br />表達<br />在此之前已經沒有甚麼可以說<br />或者要說的話<br />或者若無其事<br />將遺憾吞下就成了遺憾<br />或者相反<br />遺憾就成了我<br /><br /><br />*因為朋友寫咗句「我或忘我」，好幾個月未曾寫得如此順暢。<br />後尾先發現原來係《電光幻影》歌詞。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7010096234563450310?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>euyakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18306376539426364099noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-64793296267549700502009-09-02T18:43:00.002+08:002009-09-02T18:46:56.526+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNJqdnCTlN4/Sp5Mbxl6uwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lBywK6EEpRs/s1600-h/Living+to+Learn+by+Rikki+Kasso+%C2%A9_berlin11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNJqdnCTlN4/Sp5Mbxl6uwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lBywK6EEpRs/s320/Living+to+Learn+by+Rikki+Kasso+%C2%A9_berlin11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376819045179505410" border="0" /></a><br /><br />甚麼形狀<br />是鷂形還是三角形<br />尾部的幼線牢牢的綁緊著它<br />活脫地依照著風與它一同擺動<br /><br />甚麼圖案<br />是蝴蝶花紋還是樸素得只有一種顏色<br />藍天都會襯托著它<br />明晃晃地在空中浮沈引人注目<br /><br />甚麼主人<br />是穩重的成人還是如脫兔的孩童<br />都要靠著幼線與它相連<br />在給矛它自由飛奔的同時<br />留住一份束縛<br />在小心呵護它的同時<br />保留一份冒險心態<br />愈高<br />愈遠<br />愈快<br />愈有快感<br />手持的幼線不斷放長<br />整個人失智地令它飛得更遠<br /><br />直至尾部幼線受力扯斷<br />那風箏遠得回不了頭<br />就像結他斷了弦<br />就像篷紉時銀針弄斷<br /><br /><br />使輕狂的心忽然靜止了一下<br /><br /><br />收得太緊<br />會缺了它可以在天空的婆娑美態<br />放得太鬆<br />給它的是自由<br />給我的是空虛<br /><br />不如讓我做風箏<br />由你來決定我的路向和將來<br />即使我暗地裡仍會希望你用剪刀剪斷這條紅線<br />或者等到將來沒有風<br />我會再次停下來<br />墜落在這片綠州<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6479329626754970050?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>徐君http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842484122434682954noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-56376372529412329232009-07-19T01:19:00.001+08:002009-07-19T01:19:44.477+08:00六月的陰鬱<br />抽著他們的步伐<br />步進老街<br />——上次路過<br />烏鴉紅了棲息在鐵軌的<br />肩膀﹐如今<br /><br />晦暝的六月﹐催開了<br />朵朵苦悶的霜花<br />漫天霜花失落<br />一朵在掌中入網<br />突然驚覺一陣無法消亡的慄寒刺進心房<br /><br />總是事過之後我才記起<br />那條老街已然忘記<br />只是那霜花<br />那霜花中的淚滴<br />暗黑的燭火﹐一直<br />在我的紅血球內搖晃<br />禁忌年代模糊的石像<br />冷落和封鎖的歌聲<br /><br />Justin.cmh<br />19/5/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-5637637252941232923?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Justin.cmhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03556842707050611182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-49407413050609868592009-07-14T15:11:00.009+08:002009-08-23T00:35:01.771+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNJqdnCTlN4/SlwxM6zkfBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0aWwIYPw8-A/s1600-h/my_puppy_by_aliska.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNJqdnCTlN4/SlwxM6zkfBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0aWwIYPw8-A/s320/my_puppy_by_aliska.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358211754677795858" border="0" /></a><br /><br />一顆種子<br />含著花心像吃彩糖<br />像井底裡的生活<br />只叫它看著半邊天<br />是那麼的拱圓<br /><br />它掩映的身子<br />偶爾<br />會嘗露水的滋養<br />看到昆蟲在叢中打轉<br />候鳥翔遨天際<br /><br />愈想知得更多<br />它的花苞愈呈緋紅<br />急切地<br />急不及待地<br />想衝破出包圍自己的軟衣<br /><br /><br />衝<br />破<br />出<br />來<br /><br /><br />在大片香坵裡<br />那株豔麗的紅玫瑰脫穎而出<br />在白花兒堆中展示出罕有的美態<br />這點紅<br />像紅塵中的濃情<br /><br />它在午夜完結前<br />凋萎得體無完膚<br />它的花瓣<br />像淚滴在空氣中弧了一圈<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4940741305060986859?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>徐君http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842484122434682954noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-82748533804494865842009-07-13T13:17:00.006+08:002011-02-03T16:18:28.327+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SobYfC57QFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/v1fB2BgLRaQ/s1600-h/DSC07397a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370217633553268818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SobYfC57QFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/v1fB2BgLRaQ/s400/DSC07397a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>沒有妳的日子<br />我便以另一個身份存活<br />譬如同一個太陽<br />隔著薄薄的煙霞<br /><br />哪裡的黃昏<br />哪裡就有我的身影<br />我沒有刻意走近<br />它亦沒有悄悄離開<br />只不過如常一道的光線<br />驅使馬路往前行走<br />而沿途還未上舖的商店<br />早亮起夜幕的燈飾<br /><br />假若思念是把無止的天梯<br />雲頂該有我坐暖的軟墊<br />而遙遠的妳<br />會否為我交織一串長久的夢<br />然而寂寞是如此偉大<br />教我珍惜時間的長度<br /><br /><br />小害<br />10/07/2009</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-8274853380449486584?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-81078510148958749112009-06-30T21:56:00.003+08:002011-02-03T16:23:07.253+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SktvZoGTjXI/AAAAAAAAACs/2-j_Hc-FF0s/s1600-h/resserver1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353495068111244658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SktvZoGTjXI/AAAAAAAAACs/2-j_Hc-FF0s/s400/resserver1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>天氣驟涼<br />並未給我辯解的理由<br />空氣降至冰點以下<br />陰霾佔據了城市<br /><br />我的身體<br />猶如書中一段傷感的文字<br />既忘了, 又忘不了<br />回歸一個赤裸的自己<br />雙手交疊胸臆之間<br />人群如潮汐般走過<br /><br />顫抖是具有靈性的生物<br />延宕一片片的空間<br />可憐的足印<br />沉溺於千年的積雪<br />而當初的梨花<br />悄悄在我們目光中盛開<br /><br /><br />小害<br />21/06/2009</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-8107851014895874911?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-54877078623612987902009-06-25T18:07:00.001+08:002009-06-25T18:07:48.472+08:00<div>當發現不熟悉的事情</div><div>我們傾向命名</div><div>用既有框架去梳理</div><div>就像劣等翻譯</div><div>其實是配對</div><div><br /></div><div>開始時總相信忠奸二分</div><div>盡快判定誰好誰壞</div><div>及後又理解</div><div>太多事情沒有邊界</div><div>於是轉而相信</div><div>一切都是利益</div><div>利益和利益</div><div>甚麼也不知道，但</div><div>背後必有甚麼陣營角力</div><div><br /></div><div>一定有的，但</div><div>我不知道，但</div><div>一定有的，但</div><div>我不知道，但</div><div>繼續循環</div><div><br /></div><div>如人類創造神</div><div>那個據稱創造萬物</div><div>卻會發脾氣的</div><div>心胸狹隘的神</div><div>創造了那據稱是萬物之靈</div><div>又不斷自相殘殺的人類</div><div><br /></div><div>就因為他們只能如此理解</div><div>就因為他們以為自己理解</div><div>就因為他們覺得必須理解</div><div><br /></div><div>為理解世界</div><div>創造出一個世界</div><div>命名然後</div><div>拋棄現實</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-5487707862361298790?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>euyakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18306376539426364099noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-22365895166144243802009-06-04T14:04:00.005+08:002011-02-03T16:19:01.797+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SktvOuJ5pJI/AAAAAAAAACk/wivfQ4am-Qk/s1600-h/resserver.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353494880758375570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SktvOuJ5pJI/AAAAAAAAACk/wivfQ4am-Qk/s400/resserver.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>剖開鏡子<br />如水銀瀉地<br />灑遍一地的星光閃爍<br />有如人家<br /><br />而我<br />碰上蒼茫的未來<br />深陷的眼眶貼近褪色的瞳<br />是很早已說了<br />夜幕後的太陽是<br />那麼冷<br /><br />往北的窗<br />關閉遠方的門<br />徨徨地圓缺<br />偶爾遺失一陣子的憂郁<br />偶爾遺失時間的痛<br /><br />通向瀰漫的岔口<br />在我身邊平衡和交會<br />何處的燒煙<br />照現恆河沙數<br />流螢在飛<br /><br /><br /><br />小害<br />3/6/2009</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2236589516614424380?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-8958900520383804252009-05-25T10:00:00.003+08:002009-09-11T13:58:49.386+08:00四周擠滿了水滴<br />一若七月的彌敦道<br />泳池邊的天空<br />如瓶中的藍色咳水──<br />(而天空沒有下雨的意思)<br /><br />水滴間的空氣<br />乾燥如匈奴的沙漠<br />地面仍是乾涸得要龜裂<br />如倒影中<br />從未照過鏡的面龐一樣<br />(鏡中的影子不是黑色的)<br /><br />哈哈鏡中的哈哈鏡未免滑稽<br />扭曲的神情也許荒謬了一點<br />雨傘下的自我<br />崩潰如漣漪中的倒影<br />(地上出現了一圈圈的小漣漪)<br /><br />──悶聲一響<br />也算是一種抗議<br />(風鈴上的雨點滑過我的面龐)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-895890052038380425?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hystericireulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18167465214013895558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-45369311246520535262009-05-01T21:32:00.003+08:002009-05-01T21:47:06.612+08:00然後漫天的塵埃又覆蓋我們的臉<br />列車中所有詩句已被挖空<br />所謂的浪漫被剝削以後<br />我們純粹是被高速輸送來了又去的廉價貨物<br />沒有攝影機注意過懷舊的呻吟<br />城裡最後的詩人都遷走了<br />無數嘆息鋪了路軌<br />待輾碎成無數斷句又輾碎<br />是那麼庸俗不堪啊<br />你望著玻璃倒影的混濁<br />看不到自己的眼睛<br />縱使擠迫，也沒有選擇窒息<br />留下又帶走最最微弱的呼吸<br />好像連作嘔亦懶得<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-4536931124652053526?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>！noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-53243222286561995862009-04-28T17:29:00.001+08:002009-04-28T17:31:32.572+08:00我想寫一首長詩<br />見證被冬風摧殘的春季<br />視覺穿透了一層霧<br />霧的後面仍是霧<br /><br />灰暗的天是窗子的琉璃<br />被春天枯樹的枝椏撕碎<br />黃葉掉在地上的聲音<br />是生命殆盡前最後的掙扎<br />沙啞而教人心碎<br /><br />就像那年寒冬<br />踏著遍地葉子<br />來一個親吻<br />與這個春季相似<br />不同的是你在枯樹前<br />摑了我一巴代替接吻<br /><br />在臉上留下灼熱的掌印<br />你轉身跑開<br />被踐踏的發黃葉子<br />似在強烈地嘲笑<br /><br />我忽然同情<br />同情沒有開花結果的樹<br />像我和她<br />在花該盛放的季節<br />唱著燕子分飛的驪歌<br /><br />但我愛你<br />唯有用自己的淚水<br />掙脫綁著你我的鐵鏈<br />剩下微鹹的味道<br />枯葉上佈滿鹽味的水珠<br />僅此而已<br /><br />誰保證樹只有枯枝？<br />儘管用淚水灌溉、血汗栽培<br />有天我看見一樹碧綠<br />你不必回來<br />我早已離去<br /><br />11/3/09<br /><br /><br />這首詩並不長，<br />是篇幅與詩題的矛盾，<br />原本認為能寫很多的事，<br />藏在腦海中的回憶，<br />片段竟是這麼短。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-5324322228656199586?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>方成http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327163862096065652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-23305297177037932052009-04-27T22:40:00.001+08:002009-04-27T22:40:46.659+08:00因為寂寞<br />所以點燃一支煙<br />因為想遺忘<br />因為有一種無法排除的空洞和失落<br />因為你像彈走一粒染在髮絲上的塵埃般<br />把我踢出你的世界<br />所以點燃一支煙<br /><br />而你竟然以毫不在意的口吻問我︰為什麼吸煙？<br /><br />因為你這個婊子我瘋狂地愛上<br />因為無聊是上帝把我壓在地上<br />是一個我愛的女人而她不愛我<br />所以點燃一支煙<br />因為我愛的女人<br />在我和她熟悉的床上做愛<br />她的呻吟和張開的大腿<br />和在空中晃動的乳房<br />而進入她子宮的不是我<br />所以點燃一支煙<br />所以點燃一支煙<br /><br />而你竟然以毫不知情的口吻問我︰為什麼吸煙？<br /><br />Justin.cmh<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-2330529717703793205?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Justin.cmhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03556842707050611182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-35052838862995857212009-04-24T23:00:00.004+08:002011-02-03T16:19:24.545+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SfHUC6W4xgI/AAAAAAAAACc/CXrWSnBf1Ag/s1600-h/DSC06135a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328272980646086146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SfHUC6W4xgI/AAAAAAAAACc/CXrWSnBf1Ag/s400/DSC06135a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />時間<br />從冷冷的椅背上越軌了<br />妳翻閱黑白彩照<br />那是一段陌生的愛情<br /><br />我忘了告訴妳<br />我忘了妳預期的告訴妳<br />天空劃破不潔而短暫的彗星<br /><br />聽說, 妳做夢時<br />口袋裡開掉一個心窗的傷口<br />微微傾向圍城之外<br /><br /><br />小害<br />24/04/2009<br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-3505283886299585721?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-74739807978154275482009-04-22T14:55:00.004+08:002011-02-03T16:19:57.299+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SfGhjecOFeI/AAAAAAAAACM/fe8GkrHq5NY/s1600-h/DSC06623b.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328217464994928098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SfGhjecOFeI/AAAAAAAAACM/fe8GkrHq5NY/s400/DSC06623b.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>總有一天要相信<br />人們已經離開應有的村莊<br />為著尋找一堆石頭<br />和一雙翅膀<br /><br />然而, 旅客卻不經意<br />過路時, 在簽名冊上留下名字<br />與及往日的一些疼痛<br />最後變得是風吹去後的原因<br />一口井裡, 喝一口的漣漪<br /><br />持續地過渡<br />恬適處流走舊有的沙丘<br />所有人都不再為淚兒哀悼<br />一張長椅放上一陣子的沉痛<br />在任何年份亦歷久彌新<br /><br />原來, 早已抽離的軀體<br />腐朽後又不停腐朽<br />寄生在徙置區的爛窗櫺<br />我們偏偏想要窺伺<br />不能完成的零碎風景<br />往往是不可能備案<br /><br />小害<br />22/04/2009</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7473980797815427548?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-90632848316011478862009-04-18T19:52:00.000+08:002009-04-18T19:53:08.286+08:00喧鬧嗎是繁華吧<br />霓虹燈下有點冷<br />背景是幾千萬年前的星光<br />星光的故鄉或已住滿了人<br />他們操着另一套<br />流利的語言<br />商討如何到地球觀光<br />雖然那時<br />任何盛世也要滅亡<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-9063284831601147886?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>euyakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18306376539426364099noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-73898416976827832432009-04-15T07:23:00.001+08:002009-04-15T07:25:23.227+08:00對了，<br />也許保存這一角二毫<br />就是一條重要線索<br />＿失蹤的時候<br />警員還可以重組這天案情<br />又或者，<br />有天你或我<br />呆蹲在冷漠的遊戲機前<br />縱使又輸了<br />好多好多局<br />也不至於<br />一無所剩<br /><br />可是啊，<br />他們說<br />輔幣就只是輔幣<br />來了又去啊<br />哪天找贖時沾上的溫度<br />都忘了<br />都忘了<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7389841697682783243?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>！noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-92028410792613969362009-03-31T11:38:00.007+08:002011-02-03T16:20:21.793+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SdSgHIhA0pI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_AX4-Ym7z6I/s1600-h/DSC06357a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320053104236876434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SdSgHIhA0pI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_AX4-Ym7z6I/s400/DSC06357a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>我遠去塵世<br />遠去遊走的軌道<br />把多年的青春<br />都寫在一個霧的夜裡<br />那兒的流向<br />往兩旁的樓宇屏息<br />是一如既往走動的黑貓兒<br />是不可把持的破欄杆<br /><br />在雙目中<br />偶然參差錯落<br />睡於過去的人<br />睡於明天把今天交換的人<br />醒過來, 我們乍竅<br />善於掩藏不過一縷煙的身份<br />呼吸玻璃窗上經歷年年的雨痕<br /><br />手足散發冰冷<br />冰封住原野響徹的鈴聲<br />蘊含模糊的語句<br />一顆心砸毀了樹旁的嫩芽<br />趕緊腳步<br />逃離飢餓的豺狼<br />我們都在叫嚎, 哪裡仍然月亮<br /><br />小害</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-9202841079261396936?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-6692852003877993472009-03-25T18:24:00.005+08:002009-09-11T13:58:49.386+08:00<p>最後我們之間也許只剩下靜默<br />或者難忍的銅臭<br />聚首圍坐<br />像是極端教派的祈禱會<br />分享子虛烏有的五餅和二魚<br />用畫在紙上，畫在唇上的謊言來<br />自瀆<br />甚至伸手互相捋動<br />在虛無上用虛幻加添虛空</p><p></p><p></p><p>然後紅酒間笑談從來不存在的股價<br />公司名字，連同高價的合約<br />一併捲成迷幻的大麻<br />燃燒一種迷白色的煙霧<br />用大腦皮層營造純粹的快感<br />領帶如同蛇舌擅於煽動、擅於說謊<br />靈活地伸進耳朵的漩渦中<br />製造陣陣的高潮和快感<br />或者當成獵槍<br />或者當成指南針<br />指向獵物<br />然後殘忍地刺穿動物的動脈</p><p>最後我們醉倒在自我麻醉的快感之中<br />像祭天用的羔羊一樣等待升天<br />看，那嬝嬝升起的狼煙</p><p></p><p></p><p>In the long run, we are all dead.</p><a href="http://hystericireul.xanga.com/694500976/item/">http://hystericireul.xanga.com/694500976/item/</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-669285200387799347?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>hystericireulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18167465214013895558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-69106165737283091142009-03-23T00:00:00.000+08:002009-03-23T00:01:08.424+08:00她走上巴士﹐她坐下來﹐她塞上ipod<br /><br />在樹下的日光浴是夏天<br />躺在草地上的和風和聊天<br />誤把墜落的飛機當成流星的夜晚<br />你許願﹐我也許願<br /><br />巴士停了﹐她下車﹐她在聽什麼歌？<br /><br />兩個人走同一條路是一種偶然<br />兩個人走同一條路能走多遠回憶又能存留多遠<br />誤把墜落的飛機當成流星的夜晚<br />你許願﹐我也許願<br /><br />Justin.cmh<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-6910616573728309114?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Justin.cmhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03556842707050611182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-38712988809933720402009-03-08T17:12:00.000+08:002009-03-08T17:14:11.361+08:00啊！在白雲上的地方！<br />相信是醉人的天堂<br />那兒晶瑩的露珠<br />是凡間珍貴的寶藏<br /><br />這裡沒有罪惡和狡詐<br />剩下和諧與美好<br />管它什麼奇珍異寶<br />這兒有的是無限！<br /><br />坐在白雲的雲端<br />笑看凡間的人在追逐<br />猶如他們看鬥蟋蟀一樣──<br />是個事不關己的遊戲<br /><br />看啊！多麼可笑的人！<br />誰害怕死亡<br />眷戀一切如鬥蟋蟀般的遊戲<br />哪知道遙遠的他方<br />是個醉人的天堂<br /><br />5/3/09<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-3871298880993372040?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>方成http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327163862096065652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-37284472233695979252009-02-26T21:37:00.001+08:002009-02-26T21:37:56.992+08:00城市被噩夢鎖牢<br />消失於<br />驚恐與死亡間<br />徬徨結成紊亂的絲線<br />編織著神經緊張<br />一把冷汗推向崩壞<br />僅存的求饒聲<br />在死亡之前<br />作為最終抗爭和生存證據<br /><br />5/1/09<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-3728447223369597925?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>方成http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327163862096065652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-57367100283393138882009-02-20T21:52:00.001+08:002009-02-20T21:54:52.435+08:00怪物早就張開了口<br />我們還等待甚麼<br /><br />多數人和市場已經消化<br />繼續如常生活－只是<br />好一些人已被消化<br />剩餘的抗爭<br /><br />那獸說放棄吧你們敵不過我<br /><br />有人提議不如讓牠吃掉<br />據說其消化系統不處理靈魂<br />只要用足夠多的肉體撐滿怪物的胃<br />留下的靈魂可以控制牠<br /><br />有人質疑結果是大家都成了怪物的話<br />那討論來幹嗎<br /><br />有人質疑消息來源<br />有人反問就算你是對的<br />到時我們會不想吃人嗎<br /><br />有人覺得爭吵太沒意思<br />有人感到煩厭<br />於是打算到怪物住處<br />請牠吃下自己<br /><br />而在踏出門口時發現<br />有人通風報信<br />牠已在門前<br />張開了口<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-5736710028339313888?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>euyakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18306376539426364099noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-75200469082440312612009-02-09T18:37:00.005+08:002011-02-03T16:21:32.610+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SdSh8vlAnBI/AAAAAAAAACE/-5z7PVgXJF0/s1600-h/DSC06599a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320055124767317010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_54rqDjJpXAw/SdSh8vlAnBI/AAAAAAAAACE/-5z7PVgXJF0/s400/DSC06599a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>今夜的月色<br />隔著天河兩岸<br />圓的, 歸妳<br />缺的, 留我<br /><br />想栽一株前塵往事<br />於窗前<br />拂曉明天驟來的雨<br /><br />奈何<br />我氣弱如絲<br />伴浮雲徐徐掠過<br />夜涼了晚星<br /><br />小害</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7520046908244031261?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hamlet,小害http://www.blogger.com/profile/11790078608007891526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-79556760787819113112009-02-08T22:46:00.000+08:002009-02-08T22:47:22.811+08:00假使，你喝掉在桌上的熱咖啡<br />我的心不會隨它冰冷而變酸<br />消散吧！杯面的淡淡輕煙<br />就如我對你長久以來的感覺<br /><br />然而，不再溫暖的杯子<br />使得白煙也飄累了<br />留在桌上原封不動的<br />剩下熱情過後的酸澀<br /><br />7/2/09<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-7955676078781911311?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>方成http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327163862096065652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-6543301871971967812009-02-04T00:48:00.001+08:002009-02-04T00:48:50.245+08:00我們的故事結束<br />在茫茫人海中分離<br />分岔口中向你道別<br />再見是再不相見<br /><br />給你的信無法收回<br />寫過的詩逐漸塵封<br /><br />讓片段永存於回憶<br />避免相見造成的裂痕<br />用不見保存完美的結局<br />制止夢裡重遇的陌生<br /><br />9/1/09<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-654330187197196781?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>方成http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327163862096065652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-88540976065239354872009-02-03T14:14:00.002+08:002009-02-03T14:24:10.107+08:00指尖徘徊<br />在凸起的鍵盤上<br />空白的思想<br />迷失在空白的螢幕上<br />我想寫一行詩歌唱<br />歌唱心底裡<br />造反作亂的痛；另一行<br />歌唱她堅絕冷漠的美<br /><br />開始這一切<br />「也許」會是很好的詞<br />它讓一切都蓋上不確定<br />和夢般的面紗<br />它讓我在墮落的瞬間<br />彷彿捉住了什麼<br />讓我虛構的真實成為<br />我謊言的生活<br /><br />你的乳頭僵硬就像冰天的知了<br />你的指尖溫柔就像路邊的一葉含羞草<br />你的腿腹光滑就像月亮灑在海面的乳房<br />你的唇豐厚就像一顆成熟的果子<br />你的舌頭就像毒蛇在我的耳朵舞蹈<br />你的髮絲濕了就像春天的晨露<br />你的手指就像夏天吹奏枝葉的微風<br /><br />「也許」<br />會是很好的詞<br />結束這一切<br />它不懷好意的鼻子<br />永遠讓人感到不滿<br />那不流暢的<br />發音中止了幻覺和想像<br />病態地愛把人從夢境中<br />強扯回來<br /><br />你的眼是沙漠中一口遺忘的井口<br />你的口是天空中一顆貪婪的洞<br />你的心是火車站兩條平行的黃線<br />你的眉是一個完美的逗號<br />你的路是我無法切入的子宮<br /><br />也許吧﹐這就是我要寫的一首詩<br />寫的是不快妒忌悲傷<br />寫的是咀咒怨恨和瘋狂<br />寫的是昨天和遺忘<br /><br />Justin.cmh 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-8854097606523935487?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Justin.cmhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03556842707050611182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8240860287047040005.post-90525433436441582762009-01-20T00:10:00.000+08:002009-01-20T22:43:17.279+08:00記憶是遺忘和忘卻的一面鏡子；<br />你是我的一面破碎的回憶﹐一片難以理解的<br />斷片。經已忘記了很多事﹐卻在這一天<br />忘記了刪除今天的「備註」。<br />今天﹐什麼人正在陪伴你<br />什麼人正在走在相反的軌道背我而去；<br />今天﹐我寫了一個故事﹐<br />我讓男主角死亡﹐我成全她的幸福；<br />今天﹐對我已不再那麼重要；<br />記憶是遺忘和忘卻的一面鏡子。<br />Justin.cmh 2009/1/19<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8240860287047040005-9052543343644158276?l=lab-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Justin.cmhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03556842707050611182noreply@blogger.com0