Monthly Archives: October 2014
Missed Exit
Filed under Poetry
Anger
Total Disregard
When I’m treated like a person
With no head or mind
It’s a parody
How you don’t think I see her
Apparently blind
Already a child
Of a single parent life
I know the clear signs
The slow rolling tears
Are proof that I live in fear
The nightmare is real
How I live with this
Uncontrollable control
Calm before the storm
Don’t even speak to me
About how I deal with my
Heart’s crumbling pieces
Filed under Poetry
Just Another Day
I’m just a girl with words
trying to decipher a code
that society will comprehend.
Filed under Poetry
Harsh
You love me
But we
Are not the love
Of two
People who seek
To free
The beating, soft hearts
Of who
We will be
When time
Runs out for us
But the
Love of us
Will keep
Us alive into a
Never ending
Life of longing.
Filed under Poetry
Insight
Theres always been a voice
it can come as a low rumble
or high like a bird on a spring morning
the warmth of a hug from a friend
a cold wind of an enemy’s call
A voice, a calling, or God
I lost sight, grew doubts
of what my voice claimed to be
it’s a scary thing to be in the dark
from me, myself, my mind
How do you proceed?
How do you sit down and talk to
me, i mean you, no…me.
Play a game of who blinks first
me or the mirror, which is you
I’ve lost the ability to hear
everything going dull, bleak
words have lost their melody
the flow, the connection, the meaning
i’m a child wandering the lines of my sentences
Nothing familiar or remotely sane
complaining about losing my imaginary friend
even if that friend is me in the end
its who i trust or has always been
so, hey, whats my problem then?
Filed under Poetry
How I see it
To divulge in the truth
these days, is truly a sinful
treat, a white lie has become
the creme de la creme, shame
in a world that is often praised
by man, what do we have to
stand on, the foundation is
crumbling with every child who
asks, “What do I say?” Clouded
judgment of the superiors, what
is best is not always right, or am I
getting it wrong again, I’m sure
I’ll be corrected, wait till the world
finally sees how it ends.
Filed under Poetry
White Flag
Even with my eyes closing fast
The thought of you still fights vast
The last thought before i sleep
Angers me because I’m weak
I spend all day going forward
But spend all night getting nowhere
My defense falls at the last stage
My bed is viewed as a cage
I can’t get out or refrain
From what truly leaves me in pain
It would be worthwhile
If i could not smile
When your image arises
In front of my eyes.
Filed under Poetry
Happy Writing Poets!
Threw this together for National Poetry Day. In its raw state but I think its appropriate. Happy Writing Poets!!
The first time
the feeling is alien
yet trusting
it stews for days
determining a plan
an attack
of feelings and truth
crawling up inside
fighting to be expressed
and then…
a simple act
a sharpened pencil
blank piece of paper
releases an abundance
of phrases so eloquent
a feeling of awe
strikes you so perfectly
it all comes together
all thats left is a
smile.
Filed under Poetry
Witnessed
They started out sitting across from each other, but by the end of the hour they were sitting side by side. Giggling and enjoying each others company too much to notice the empty seats and deserted mugs of coffee around them. Her hands twitching nervously in her lap. His leg across his knee bouncing. The chemistry humming around them in an aurora that is invisible to only them. As it comes time for them to go their separate ways, they each keep avoiding the inevitable.
He makes a move to stretch his arm out behind her along the back of the leather booth. She unconsciously starts to tap her right foot as he moves closer to her side. Her body’s response to the excitement and nerves of what that move could mean.
Silences coming more often now.
They start analyzing everyone else in the cafe, a person’s shoes, what they are reading, a couple arguing in the corner. Every little thing to take the pressure off of them. Overlooking the perfect moment they are in. Two young hearts that have found a comrade for the first time. Hearts vibrating with the unmistakability of what is going to occur.
He smiles when she laughs, she blushes with a compliment.
She now moves to lean into his shoulder, he looks down and smiles as if they have sat that way forever.
She moves to sit up again but he keeps her there with his hand on her shoulder. She looks surprised but melts at his touch back into her spot. He reached and took her hand in her lap, turning it over and playing with her fingers. She watched for a moment before turning her head to his. As he leaned in and gave her a small kiss, their bodies were completely still.
People chatter. A child runs away from its mother. A girl is engrossed in the world that her novel is providing.
No one aware of the rare act taking place in front of them.
But me.
Filed under free write, Poetry
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