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This is the (short) creative writing of Jacob  Martinez named after Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights (click link for the most comprehensive database on Wuthering Heights information and facts).</description><title>Heathcliff Heathcliff !</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @heathcliffheathcliff)</generator><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/</link><item><title>The Sun</title><description>Does anyone &lt;br/&gt;remember&lt;br/&gt;the sun?&lt;br/&gt;It was warm&lt;br/&gt;when not much&lt;br/&gt;could thaw&lt;br/&gt;through that shell&lt;br/&gt;we called home&lt;br/&gt;filled with birds&lt;br/&gt;and bugs&lt;br/&gt;and snow&lt;br/&gt;that filled&lt;br/&gt;and whitened&lt;br/&gt;everything.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The way it&lt;br/&gt;shone&lt;br/&gt;on your face&lt;br/&gt;like some&lt;br/&gt;golden&lt;br/&gt;idol sprite&lt;br/&gt;made me&lt;br/&gt;feel&lt;br/&gt;that nothing&lt;br/&gt;could&lt;br/&gt;go wrong.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Does anyone&lt;br/&gt;remember&lt;br/&gt;the sun?&lt;br/&gt;Its warmth&lt;br/&gt;we couldn’t&lt;br/&gt;get enough&lt;br/&gt;laying out&lt;br/&gt;with nothing on&lt;br/&gt;while the boys&lt;br/&gt;all looked&lt;br/&gt;and laughed.</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/45961847</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/45961847</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 11:09:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>What the world is for</title><description>Of all the things that you put me through&lt;br/&gt;the worst of them was loving you.&lt;br/&gt;But oh- girl! I’ve found someone else&lt;br/&gt;to rescue me from your perpetual hell&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My heart was brokedown, my life was poor,&lt;br/&gt;I had no one walking through that door.&lt;br/&gt;But oh- girl! she set me free&lt;br/&gt;She showed me what I needed to see.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After you left my heart was closed,&lt;br/&gt;she came along and held me close.&lt;br/&gt;And oh- girl! the way she makes me feel!&lt;br/&gt;It’s something that you could never steal&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Of all the things that I went though&lt;br/&gt;the worst was pretending I loved you.&lt;br/&gt;Oh yes girl! I’ve found someone else.&lt;br/&gt;to rescue me from your perpetual hell&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It’s been so long since I’ve seen a face,&lt;br/&gt;that could take me back to that eternal place,&lt;br/&gt;but now I know more and more&lt;br/&gt;Her face is what the world is for.&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/43966057</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/43966057</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 12:46:25 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Turning In and Out</title><description>We’re turning in and out&lt;br/&gt;Can’t tell up from down&lt;br/&gt;We’re burning up in smoke&lt;br/&gt;and there’s nothing that can be done.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Can you take that tremendous feat?&lt;br/&gt;Will it make them stop and stare?&lt;br/&gt;We’re going to have to find&lt;br/&gt;some way to survive.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The world is spinning on and on&lt;br/&gt;Jump and it will turn beneath you.&lt;br/&gt;Taste that bitter sweetness&lt;br/&gt;rushing through your veins.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If you feel too weak&lt;br/&gt;it’s probably because you are.&lt;br/&gt;The world is bathed in daylight&lt;br/&gt;and it’s blinding us all.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We’re fading in and out now&lt;br/&gt;our humanity is gone.&lt;br/&gt;Nothing is feeling right,&lt;br/&gt;something must be wrong.</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/42786093</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/42786093</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 00:10:11 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>State of the Blog-Union Address</title><description>&lt;a href="http://tumbl.me/post/42716681/state-of-the-blog-union"&gt;State of the Blog-Union Address&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/42717055</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/42717055</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 09:49:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I guess</title><description>So it turns out, that I cannot do all the things I imagined doing when I was young&lt;br/&gt;But I guess, things would be right if I hadn’t left you behind.&lt;br/&gt;Walking on pavement, just doesn’t feel quite the same&lt;br/&gt;But I know, that I have all day to make it feel like it did&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So it turns out that I cannot talk, to anyone but you&lt;br/&gt;But I guess, that’s just the way things have to be sometimes.&lt;br/&gt;I don’t even want to know, what my life would have been like If I was with you&lt;br/&gt;But I guess I could just look at the mirror and see your face staring right back at me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So it turns out that the joke is maybe on me&lt;br/&gt;But I guess, that it’s funny either way, &lt;br/&gt;and we were laughing all along&lt;br/&gt;And I digress, this is just talk&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So it’s not like it was, with names on slips of paper behind locks&lt;br/&gt;But I guess, those papers would have just faded anyway.&lt;br/&gt;I’m not even sure where I put that key&lt;br/&gt;But I guess, that’s for the better.</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/42130202</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/42130202</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 16:52:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Spinning Wheel</title><description>You were the flame swallower&lt;br/&gt;and I was the spinning wheel&lt;br/&gt;Oh! to the carnival we’d go&lt;br/&gt;trying to pretend that our &lt;br/&gt;lives were less real&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh! to the carnival we’d go&lt;br/&gt;working ourselves until we&lt;br/&gt;could hardly feel&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You were the bearded lady&lt;br/&gt;and I was the spinning wheel&lt;br/&gt;Oh! and to the carnival we’d go&lt;br/&gt;making the children believe&lt;br/&gt;that there was something more real&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh! and to the carnival we’d go&lt;br/&gt;trying to pretend that our &lt;br/&gt;wounds would heal&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You were the lion tamer&lt;br/&gt;and I was the spinning wheel&lt;br/&gt;Oh! and to the carnival we’d go&lt;br/&gt;turning secret love letters&lt;br/&gt;into something real&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh! and to the carnival we’d go&lt;br/&gt;spending our paychecks to buy&lt;br/&gt;our next meal&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You were the lizard man&lt;br/&gt;and I was the spinning wheel&lt;br/&gt;busy living a life that&lt;br/&gt;was more real</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/41080744</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/41080744</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 09:12:17 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Glacier</title><description>You were standing there&lt;br/&gt;out in the cold&lt;br/&gt;I couldn’t help&lt;br/&gt;the wind was blowing&lt;br/&gt;down the mystic mountain side&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I couldn’t see&lt;br/&gt;you tried to run&lt;br/&gt;I couldn’t grasp&lt;br/&gt;your finger tips&lt;br/&gt;all you wanted&lt;br/&gt;was to hold on&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The wind was strong&lt;br/&gt;the ice it blew&lt;br/&gt;all around&lt;br/&gt;there was nothing&lt;br/&gt;I could do&lt;br/&gt;I lost you there&lt;br/&gt;on that mountainside&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I turned to leave&lt;br/&gt;I had to go&lt;br/&gt;I slipped and fell&lt;br/&gt;The ice was flowing&lt;br/&gt;down the mountainside&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The thought of you&lt;br/&gt;was the last thought&lt;br/&gt;on my mind&lt;br/&gt;as I sunk down&lt;br/&gt;that frozen sea&lt;br/&gt;and we became as one&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;(This is only part of the poem, the rest will be published tomorrow to &lt;a href="http://7days7authors.tumblr.com"&gt;7 days 7 authors&lt;/a&gt;)</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/39202328</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/39202328</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jun 2008 15:29:06 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>This is version 2.0 of my book, which can be bought now on Lulu,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/NRFgIaPfB9wy4iechJYqzdW6_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is version 2.0 of my book, which can be bought now on Lulu, just click the picture and it’ll take you there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here are some facts about the book:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is 66% larger than version 1.0&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The cover has changed, and it is blank on the back cover&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You can no longer purchase version 1.0&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;But that’s OK because this version has all the same stuff that was in 1.0 and (you guessed it) 66% more.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The book is $12.00 even&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;As always everything that is in this book can be found either here on this blog or in my various others.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The pages seem whiter in this version than the last, I guess that’s a good thing&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It smells stronger (of what i’m assuming is book glue)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;This version contains a Preface&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It tops out at 85 pages&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;This book is not perfect, but is a heck of a lot better than version 1.0, this just means that version 3.0 is going to be even better.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;This version contains every poem found on this blog up to The Spit Euphoric&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The cover is really glossy and gets fingerprinty&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I named this book after you&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some background info on the book:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This book contains everything (good, but that’s up for debate) that I’ve ever written in my life. However I only started writing in 2005. The way that this book works is, every year or so I’m going to put out another edition, under the same title, with all the previous works and all the new pieces I’ve written up to the publication date. As I find things that I dont like, and as my tastes change the versions will be tweaked in style and formatting; covers will change, content will shift, etc. . As each new version comes out, the older version will be discontinued, making them collectable (i wish), for example, less than 30 copies of version 1.0 were even printed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thank you, and see y’all in a year or so,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jacob&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/37452488</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/37452488</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 18:17:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Do not lose yourself.</title><description>You have no name&lt;br/&gt;because you have not time for one&lt;br/&gt;you are the young wanderer,&lt;br/&gt;and on your journey you are gone.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Do not lose yourself&lt;br/&gt;Young Wanderer,&lt;br/&gt;though the way be long and dark,&lt;br/&gt;and your eyes so small.&lt;br/&gt;Do not lose yourself,&lt;br/&gt;The world has just begun.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Do not lose yourself&lt;br/&gt;Young Wanderer,&lt;br/&gt;though the way be long and the twists many&lt;br/&gt;and your legs so small.&lt;br/&gt;Do not lose yourself,&lt;br/&gt;The world has just begun.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Do not lose youself&lt;br/&gt;Young Wanderer,&lt;br/&gt;always hear our calls of love, and know&lt;br/&gt;though your ears so small,&lt;br/&gt;that we are here.&lt;br/&gt;Do not lose yourself,&lt;br/&gt;The world has just begun,&lt;br/&gt;and this is the world that you live in,&lt;br/&gt;for now, and forever more.</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/37432819</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/37432819</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 14:21:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The Spit Euphoric</title><description>The spit euphoric&lt;br/&gt;He can’t swallow&lt;br/&gt;The spit euphoric&lt;br/&gt;like acid burning&lt;br/&gt;He thought he could taste&lt;br/&gt;The spit euphoric dripping&lt;br/&gt;The spit euphoric dripping&lt;br/&gt;Between her legs</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499597</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499597</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Someone</title><description>Someone walked into my home last night&lt;br/&gt;Someone who wasn’t supposed to be there&lt;br/&gt;His shadow flickered in the candle light&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He brought with him tools needed to fight&lt;br/&gt;I wanted to move but I couldn’t dare&lt;br/&gt;Someone walked into my home last night&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The door I had forgotten to lock tight&lt;br/&gt;leaving my home defenseless and bare&lt;br/&gt;His shadow flickered in the candle light&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He thought he was alone and out of sight&lt;br/&gt;as I was whispering my last prayer&lt;br/&gt;Someone walked into my home last night&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My saviour angel, dressed all in white&lt;br/&gt;He wiped my tears away and stroked my hair&lt;br/&gt;His shadow flickered in the candle light&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;“Everything is going to be alright,&lt;br/&gt;I’m here now, you have nothing more to bear.”&lt;br/&gt;Someone walked into my home last night&lt;br/&gt;His shadow flickered in the candle light</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499543</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499543</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate><category>villanelle</category></item><item><title>The Barn</title><description>I once found a girl in the back of a barn&lt;br/&gt;Where the wood and the hay and the horses lay&lt;br/&gt;And Oh- it did hurt when she went away&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was closer to the moon than she could be&lt;br/&gt;Though It didn’t seem to bother her much&lt;br/&gt;It wasn’t a place she wanted to see&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We walked along the moor where Danny once stood&lt;br/&gt;And there I promised my love to her&lt;br/&gt;I had never been as close to anyone as we, then, were&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And probably never will be again.&lt;br/&gt;The glance she gave me as she went&lt;br/&gt;had destroyed the hearts of lesser men&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But I did not cripple, I did not die&lt;br/&gt;I just stood there, for standing was all I could do&lt;br/&gt;I thought I might stand there ‘til my final breath drew&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I once lost a girl in the back of a barn.</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499474</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499474</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Golden Birds</title><description>&lt;p&gt;(a throwback to &lt;a href="http://heathcliffheathcliff.tumblr.com/post/36498069/golden"&gt;Golden&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I like little birds,&lt;br/&gt;the way they twitter around&lt;br/&gt;they weigh less than they look&lt;br/&gt;anyhow.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I like Golden skies&lt;br/&gt;the kind they fly on,&lt;br/&gt;but will the sun still shine&lt;br/&gt;when you’re not around?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And next time we walk, we’ll feed little birds&lt;br/&gt;The kind only found in the parks when the sun is out&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When we come down&lt;br/&gt;When we come down&lt;br/&gt;When we come down&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499354</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499354</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jan 2008 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Pressure</title><description>When you looked at me and asked,&lt;br/&gt;Who has blood on their hands now?&lt;br/&gt;I almost didn’t know.&lt;br/&gt;I weighed everything you’d done&lt;br/&gt;And clicked into place the final blow.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As I was leaving the church for the last time&lt;br/&gt;The rushing cold wind nipped and cut at my cheeks.&lt;br/&gt;I almost lost it there and then&lt;br/&gt;But I kept pushing through&lt;br/&gt;And all I had was a quarter in my hand.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Just enough to make a call&lt;br/&gt;But there was no response from you.&lt;br/&gt;Could I have been too late?&lt;br/&gt;I kicked down the door like heroes do,&lt;br/&gt;And found you lying in that chair.</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499218</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499218</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>The Boy Hundred</title><description>&lt;h3&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   There once was a boy&lt;br/&gt;Who took all my joy&lt;br/&gt;And left me here sittin’&lt;br/&gt;with nuthin’&lt;br/&gt;He pillaged and stole&lt;br/&gt;And he took all the Gold&lt;br/&gt;And now my hearts sunken&lt;br/&gt;And rotten&lt;br/&gt;When I looked in his eyes&lt;br/&gt;I could see his surprise&lt;br/&gt;At all the things I’d forgotten&lt;br/&gt;Still, He wore all his pride&lt;br/&gt;On the outside&lt;br/&gt;And the name it said on him&lt;br/&gt;was HUNDRED</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499133</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499133</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>Cold</title><description>One time in the winter&lt;br/&gt;We were walking out too far&lt;br/&gt;We didn’t know the way back home&lt;br/&gt;I was getting angry but you,&lt;br/&gt;You fell on the ground and got&lt;br/&gt;Snow in your nose.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I’m not much &lt;br/&gt;but I am what I am&lt;br/&gt;Kiss me once&lt;br/&gt;and I’ll do what I can&lt;br/&gt;With your lips so cold</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499094</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499094</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>The Old Language</title><description>It’s the old language that gets them&lt;br/&gt;Their whimpering sighs and&lt;br/&gt;batted eyelashes.&lt;br/&gt;It’s the manners that sets them off&lt;br/&gt;The things that no one cares about anymore&lt;br/&gt;That which we haven’t time to do.</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499038</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36499038</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>April Bloom</title><description>I’m watching April Bloom&lt;br/&gt;I’m thinking about me and you&lt;br/&gt;I’m thinking I shouldn’t have said all &lt;br/&gt;those things, that I said when we didn’t know&lt;br/&gt;what we were doing.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I’m licking postage stamps&lt;br/&gt;and sticking them on postcards&lt;br/&gt;to send to you&lt;br/&gt;I’m wondering if they’ll all get through,&lt;br/&gt;The mail is so slow&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I’m feeling things that I used&lt;br/&gt;to feel, used to feel, when I &lt;br/&gt;was with you, I’ve almost forgotten&lt;br/&gt;what it was like to have all day&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;To sit and stare at each other&lt;br/&gt;and no one could come and take &lt;br/&gt;that away.</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36498816</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36498816</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>I Still Remember</title><description>I still remember the first time you kissed me&lt;br/&gt;It felt like a thousand stings from a bee&lt;br/&gt;I wasn’t quite sure what to say.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I still remember when your dad found us out&lt;br/&gt;It wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t shout&lt;br/&gt;I wonder what he thinks about that now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I still remember when we found that little stone&lt;br/&gt;It was sitting on the bank all alone&lt;br/&gt;We drew a face and made him happy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I still remember when we first met&lt;br/&gt;I thought you were cute and my palms began to sweat&lt;br/&gt;I still think you’re cute but my palms don’t sweat anymore</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36498777</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36498777</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 00:00:00 -0600</pubDate></item><item><title>..^..</title><description>Tape recorders and my fist meeting&lt;br/&gt;In rooms we’ve never seen&lt;br/&gt;That cat you stole we named him harry&lt;br/&gt;And then we let him go&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It almost feels like that time&lt;br/&gt;we stayed for weeks in that hotel&lt;br/&gt;but only paid for two days of rest&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;la la la la la</description><link>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36498749</link><guid>http://heathcliffheathcliff.com/post/36498749</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2007 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
