I used to think he loved the birds and dreamed awake of the stories from before.
Love
Mostly (a poem)
'Mostly' I want the hole they left In my heart filled. I'm tired of looking back, Feeling the regret and sadness That I didn't understand them better. I want back the person I used to care about. But I know That person is dead. And the person Who is there now Is someone I am … Continue reading Mostly (a poem)
Deserving (a poem about love)
Everyone is deserving of love. Everyone but me. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not pointing fingers. Really. I don’t want to say it is Anyone else’s fault, And society isn’t to blame. It’s not like I think “All women are this or that!” I mean, everyone has their Own circumstances and types. I’m surely … Continue reading Deserving (a poem about love)
Conversations – 1:1 to 1:6 (an exploration of form)
1:1 “Why are you alone?” “They taught me I needed no one else.”
The Fear of Falling in Love (a poem for Valentine’s Day)
A warning to all Who fear falling in love And starting their plans to marry Just spend time with me You’ll find your mind changed And that these things aren’t so scary What’s that you say? “Content where you are?” Posh, when was your last adventure? Just take my hand Throw cautions to winds And … Continue reading The Fear of Falling in Love (a poem for Valentine’s Day)
Nevermind (a poem for Valentine’s Day)
What right have I To keep you in mind When I am not owed A tick of your time Should my heart not stir At the lilt of your voice When I never occur In the bed of your choice I will tuck it all away Pocket the emotion You will not have to say … Continue reading Nevermind (a poem for Valentine’s Day)
A Clean Break (a poem)
We are not broken up inside Stiff upper lip and dignified
Holy / Hostile
It’s so holy, it’s so hostile. ~ To tell my dreams to you, To build all around you, To finally forgive you, To work it out with you, To lose all of you, To rip away from you. ~ It’s so holy, it’s so hostile.
presence / absence
Your presence makes my heart sing, / Your absence makes my ears ring.
Us
Sick with despair Sick of this anger I can barely Stand the sight of you And your ungrateful face So I smack it Just hard enough For a little satisfaction But you merely recover And spit in my eye So I wipe it slowly Like a hunter Just enough motion That the prey Does not … Continue reading Us
