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湘西北女性新诗歌小辑

(2008-07-04 15:52:24)
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湘西北女性新诗歌小辑

                              图片来源于:http://blog.sina.com.cn/zichaoqin

 

       湘西北女性新诗歌(不完全版)

                  我的野性藏在手指里

                         杨亚杰

                                 我的野性藏在手指里

                                 悄悄地生长着

                                 长成锋利的指甲

                                 这么多年了

                                 我总是不假思索地

                                 剪掉它们

                                 可它们仍然固执地生长着 

                                 将浑身的血液凝固成

                                 坚硬的琥珀

                                 现在我要呵护我的指甲

                                 让野性的自由刺破

                                 虚伪的文明

                  树枝低了,树枝在长

                         谈雅丽

                                 一切如我所爱

                                 你  身边的树林  手指碰落

                                 苹果树的水滴

                                 春天把巢穴安扎在你的笑容里

                                 我快要触礁,你的眼睛盛满了海

                                 海上飘浮着危险的云朵

                                 树涛在你脸上密布暗流

                                 我有幸福的眩晕陷入漩涡

                                 树枝低了,在我的眉前

                                 我允许爱一次一次掠过梦境

                                 偶尔,我忍不住看看遥远的山巅

                                 他们倾斜着向两边延伸

                                 偶尔,我看一看你

                                 阳光抖动着金色的斗篷

                                 你眯眯一笑,树枝长了

                                 在林间微微一闪……

                      轻 

                         刘冰鉴

                                 虚掩的重门

                                 因为月色的荒芜重新围上

                                 许多毫不相干的风跑来打听消息

                                 谁也不肯泄露关于十里长坡的花事

                                 午夜的寂寞依然灿烂

                                 忠诚的影子

                                 在你来之前不肯老去

                                 篱笆外的心事

                                 谁个在留恋?

                                 谁个在苏醒?

                                 千万不要惊扰了黎明

                                 且留下生锈的铜环

                                 随那绿色问候多年的心情

 

                     烟香一缕·人生

                         曾英 

                                 点燃一支香烟 

                                 人生在嘴里匍匐,一呼一吸 

                                 空气中满是燃烧的气味 

                                 一不小心岁月便被灼伤 

                                 炉灶里熏得黄中泛黑的记忆 

                                 从鼻子里冒出 

                                 有滋有味的经历让红火滋滋爆出声 

                                 悲伤或离别的经历吞进肺叶 

                                 落寞的感觉噎在喉间 

                                 吐不尽,咽不下 

                                 一根烟的长度正在缩短 

                                 一张脸面对着烟雾迷蒙 

                                 袅袅,似乎在寻自己的方向

                                 烟,生命,故事的主角饮尽华年 

                                 静静地看一支烟燃烧生命的叹息 

                                 烟灰铺满缸底,手起手落,烟燃灰尽 

                                 一次次熄灭的痛楚,任凭一地狼籍 

                                 我看见灰烬中有白雪覆盖的表情 

                                 我看见思想者眯缝着双眼沉思 

                       让梦冬眠

                           陈小玲

                                 一直不肯说服自己

                                 山的那边  除了山还是山

                                 无论如何刻意 怎样努力

                                 依旧看不见缓缓流淌的河水

                                 冷风剌面  冬已深寒

                                 雾蒙蒙的城市连着阴沉沉的天

                                 凋败的残柳  裸露的石头

                                 斑驳的土地没有白雪覆盖

                                 行囊  一天比一天沉

                                 我开始变得胸闷气短

                                 可不可以  换一种方式

                                 让生活真实得只有一日三餐

                                 不再在风中沉默不语 

                                 不再在夜半辗转无眠 

                                 有没有  一个安静的角落

                                 让梦永远   永远冬眠

                      经   

                        谢晓婷

                                 正午的一根草绳

                                 使我想起经年的那条蛇

                                 它轻轻地咬了我一口后

                                 急速离去

                                 它已经不认识我

                                 而我记住了它

                                 独特的齿痕

                                 呵,此刻

                                 它的毒液随着我的血管蜿蜒

                                 如一场柔曼的艳舞

                                 我的苦痛

                                 在它近视的眼里

                                 显得卑微而空洞

                                 我开始大面积地疼痛

                                 然后一小块一小块地死亡

                                 双眼昏花

                                 唇舌麻木得无法进行咒骂

                                 它已急速离去

                                 无迹可寻

                                 而我在这个有点虚脱的正午

                                 独自吮舔剧毒的伤口

                                 独自享受一场

                                 大汗淋漓的艳舞

                                 我最后还能做的一件事

                                 就是把它记住

                       秋太阳

                        杨碧群

                       (一)

                                 那些咬过我的虫子

                                 又爬到树叶上

                                 太阳出来的时候

                                 叶片已经千疮百孔

                                 赞美绿叶的诗从孔洞中慢慢泄露

                                 虫子走了

                                 我的爱情随之结束

                       (二)

                                 那些红的黄的色彩自己铺开

                                 夏的经脉支撑起一枚太阳

                                 倘若秋死去

                                 太阳也便枯萎消失

                      烤火的日子

                         彭梅华

                                 火的花蕊

                                 人的花瓣

                                 构成一幅美丽的图案

                                 伸出你的手

                                 伸出我的手

                                 火炉是一个小太阳

                                 映出一方和谐的天

                                 空调机械的热风

                                 总把人吹得很零散

                                 火炉的磁铁

                                 让心和心拢成一个圈

                                 烤火的日子

                                 分外温暖

                                 格外香甜

                      那滴水

                        龚玲

                                 那天

                                 你端坐于青草蔓延之上

                                 兀自思忖

                                 目光视而不见

                                 满树桃红迷茫

                                 在等我吗?

                                 亲爱的

                                 忆起那青葱的岁月

                                 那月

                                 桃花娇艳的舞蹈

                                 将那滴泪

                                 照耀得色彩斑斓

                                 怒放成为她终身的事业

                                 期待着早日落地轮回

                                 那年

                                 记忆便定格于一滴水

                                 分明因了离开

                                 叶才纷飞

                                 花才凋零

                       有一种

                      陈丽平

                                 距离拉开思念的弦

                                 我知道

                                 有一种美丽叫回忆

                                 当思念搭不到爱的边缘

                                 我知道

                                 有一种心情叫绝望

                                 时间总能冲淡一切的记忆

                                 空间总会阻隔一切的情感

                                 绵延于回忆与绝望之间的

                                 是一种刺骨的心酸与落寞

                      以春天为樽

                         杨冬萍

                                 是夜,握着淡蓝的记忆

                                 我把春天藏在某个铺满野花的山坡

                                 在月光淌成的海面上

                                 盛开,如一幅油画的模样

                                 是夜,等候一个可以和我对吟的人

                                 以春天为樽

                                 饮尽那些姹紫嫣红的往昔

                                 之后,在我的笑涡里

                                 温柔地点染几枝浅醉的桃瓣

                                 黎明到来之前

                                 我听到花朵在林间窃窃私语

                                 月光在水面款款游走

                                 还听到了,你

                                 在南行的列车上

                                 以细碎的想念,轻轻写我名字的声音

                     寻找和等待

                        王侣丹

                                 如果你也在寻找

                                 或者在继续等待

                                 请不要把心

                                 丢失在某个地方

                                 缺失的自我象断线的风筝跌落湖沼

                                 想着、看着、念着……

                                 变成千万种模样

                                 守侯在人生的每段路上

                                 记得

                                 人都不喜欢漫长而孤独的等待

                                 还是

                                 作荒野一株默默的幽兰

                                 吐露寂寞芬芳的馨香

                                 只要

                                 我知道

 

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