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Summer Cons
Everyone is so excited for summer
and I don't dislike them for it
but I don't understand why.
The heat is overwhelming
temperatures of 80, even 90 this year
and it's only barely June;
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Falling
I am falling down
further
and further
faster
and faster
the school year is almost over-
hooray, summer-
but all of a sudden
reality crashes down on me
as powerful as a tidal wave
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Cocoon of Solitude
Warm,
toasty,
happy in my
cocoon of solitude
where no one bothers me
while I read and snuggle by myself,
wrapped up in blankets
hidden in pillows
engulfed in stuffed animals.
Peace,
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Your friends
Some of us
will push and push to get closer
others
will nudge gently and give up
but I don't try to do either
I want to wait patiently until you let me in
closer
before you close up
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Stuck
Each poem
each message
deleted
one
after
the other.
The words don't flow freely anymore,
now slow and sticky
not flying out my fingers in their regular way.
I can't make it work
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Lost
The day I lost my youth completely
the sweet scent of childhood
swept away by the sharp,
tangy,
sensation of adolescence.
I have chased after my hopes and dreams
Loves
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Thoughts
I lie awake in bed
With my thoughts -
No AC and it's hot and humid.
I open a window.
It doesn't help.
I can feel the ghost of you in my every movement.
The blankets you snuggled into,
Just last night.
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A pawprint in clay
All I have,
For everything.
A pawprint
In clay.
That's it.
Thousands of trinkets, toys, stuffies.
Folder upon folder of random junk.
Papers and pencils and packs of gum
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You were there
You were there.
You were always there.
You were there for me
When I couldn't be there
For myself.
You took care of me.
You came running and jumping onto my bed
When I cried -
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Choices
It's a choice, every day.
It's a choice to love someone
To reach out your hand
To open your heart
And it's a choice to keep loving them
Through thick and thin.
It's a choice to stop.
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Me, Myself and I
I feel completely
Lost
Alone
By
Myself here.
No company
Could fix this.
Drowning in my own emotion,
Melting in the not-yet-summer heat.
I can't think straight,
Can't be
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Touch
A tacklehug
Running out to greet friends.
The feathery-light feeling
Of my friends' fingers at my waist, shoulders,
All grasping for some sort of an embrace.
A giant group hug
Bear hugs, too