Wednesday, February 22, 2012
I planned a gentle discussion.
I made it a point
Not to be bossy.
I know you hate that.
I said, "can you" instead of "won't you"
"Try to" instead of "I want you to".
I heard my quietness.
My pride, bleeding
On the floor.
You enjoy the power
As I try to hide
Behind stubborn eyes.
I don't ask you again.
You shan't reconsider.
Breath punched out of my lungs
I'm sorry you said, "No."
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Friday, July 02, 2010
I am like dirt under your shoe
Or a children’s book you forgot you had
Like an ache that you can’t bother to heal
Like I was just someone, anyone, no one at all
Words that sound like poetry
Coat your mouth like caramel
Sweet, indulgent but really
Just a sticky mass of unhealthy sugar
It hurts again. I thought it could never be
As bad as the last time
But it’s worse and more crushing
Because I didn’t think I would let myself hurt this way
No one but myself, no friends who understand
Just a room with little corners
Where I cry until my legs fall numb
Until I turn into an irrational mess of a person
What am I to you? Just a girl you convince yourself is the one
Who your heart doesn’t allow to love enough
Subconsciously, you push me away
It hurts to feel like nothing to you
Tuesday, June 08, 2010
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Monday, March 08, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
When you appeared
Like a baby in a china shop
You toddled over to me
I knew, at that moment
You were going to stay awhile
Suddenly, without warning
Without wanting it to
Love flooded me, beautifully
I breathed again.
Brown, orange, maybe even red
Naughty, unruly, soft
They epitomize you
They flirt with my memories of you
Language, hometown, habits, tastes
Where did we find the connection?
It’s invisible, but strong enough.
A laugh. A girl’s name that annoys me.
Your eyes. Your cheekiness.
Airplane tickets divide us
Time not enough, feet too slow
As if you mean them with all your heart
You make promises, so many
They are broken like fragile pots
I still would bet my life that you’ll keep them
Eyes closed, eyes open
Either way, you appear
On my heart, mind and soul
You leave your gentle footprints
Some nights I wait for you, hours and hours
You never come
Some nights I dream with eyes open
Of our happiness
Don’t leave me just yet, there’s more
Don’t give up already, we have a chance
Don’t change your mind, it’s not over
I’m terrified you’ll forget about me
I want to get out before you hurt me again
But your eyes are honest
Your kisses soothing
I give myself another chance with you
when words are laid down to fit like lovers' hands
when you feel the essence of the poet from within
when swirling thoughts are caught in the net of rhythm
when images reel as you read
when pen and paper create a symphony
then, it is poetry