Feb 14
poem 2 comments challenge: Opposite
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Juno

What a strange creature you are
I don't think I've ever seen anything
That shines so bright in the dark
Your eyes are the color of a winter day
But you walk just like the middle of summer
Your hair smells like pavement after it's just rained
But it's warm like sunrise in it's color
Your smile hits me like a hurricane.
And when you laugh, it's a million times worse
The Earth yawns in a tremendous earthquake.
Destruction so beautiful it almost doesn't hurt.

So let me watch the Fourth of July fireworks
In the snowy backdrop of your blue-grey eyes
Let me bathe in your waves and tsunamis
And wash away in your riptides
Because I'm tired of being who they tell me to be
I want to trip on the urge to feel alive.
I'm tired of being okay and not great
I want to live, not just survive.

You told me that my skin was paper
And my blood was undilluted kerosene

Feb 01
poem 2 comments challenge: Activism
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Once Upon a Time

This nation was once just a notion
Of tired bodies with hopeful hearts
A pilgrimage across the ocean
Guided by nothing but the stars
It was an idea, with no borders
No silences or boundaries to buy
It was a giant piece of a promise land
Under the same vast and open sky.
 
We believed in giving love
In protecting our world
We believed in where we come from
We believed in music
And that it could cure any bad mood
We believed in celebration
And that change started in small groups
We believed in determination
And in going against the flow.
We believed that birds should fly free
Instead of being stuck in cages
We believed in being who we wanted to be
And in love that burned through the ages
 
But now we act like we all hate the world
But  for most of us it’s just an act
The poems we write, the songs that we sing
Everything we do seems to confirm just that.
Jan 24
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Achromatopsia

Can we pretend that the sky is the ocean?
Because it all looks the same to me.
A wash of blue, splotches of white
Clouds make me feel lost at sea.
I'm a tourist in the furthest reaches of the mind
I'm inexhaustibly whimsical
A conosieur of pseudoscience.

And Colors mean everything to me
But they're getting harder and harder to see
Everything I thought I knew is obselete.
Because I've forgotten what I'm lacking
I just feel incomplete.
I gave you my invitation
But you took everything.

As I watched the firework show
In the black backdrop of your eyes
We tripped on the urge to feel alive.
Now my world is reduced to black and white
Without you, it seems, I am color-blind.
Because lies are beautiful,
But they're still lies.
And I feel myself slipping
I'm falling behind
I need a little less pressure
And a little more time.

I'm empty, I'm tired

Jan 03
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The Phoenix

Pink lips, pretty face
Bloodshot eyes and heartbreak
Burnt smell, no flame.
We rise, we fall
We come from nothing at all
We’re born from soot and dirt
But when we’re alive we’re beautiful
Even when it hurts
And everyone knows our story
Because it’s one of great resilience
Everyone knows the story
Of the fiery, red phoenix.
 
You’re running ahead
I’m falling behind
You lost your voice
I think I lost my mind.
From wondering what you think
And wondering what you feel
That smile on your face?
I wonder if it’s real.
 
I want to know everything
What you think about yourself
Do you wish you were invisible?
Do you wish you were someone else?
Is there a place for you somewhere
You just don’t know how to get to?
Do you know if that place exists?
If you don’t, are you worried?
Or are you just an optimist?
Audio download:
Phoenix.mp3
Dec 29
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December Rain

You may find yourself out in the cold
In your red cap and your big winter coat
All your holiday shopping done,
Thinking of all you’ve lost and won.
You may tire of this old year
Now that November is over
And with all your cuts and all your scrapes
And all your silly, stupid mistakes
You’re impatiently ringing in the new year.
Now that December is finally here.

But just leave it December,
To teach you everything
That you never learned this year
Because it’s the end and the beginning
And it’s everything in between
It’s everything left in this old year
That you have yet to see.

Just leave it to December.
Leave it to the last minute
Leave it until the ball is falling
And then put your whole heart in it.
Leave it until 11:59
To the very end of your time limit
Because you’ll never run out of time
With only sixty seconds.

Dec 27
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What I've Been Told

I've been told our future is grim and dark
With brainwashed cyborgs and broken hearts
The government will be gone, or have too much control
We'll all be slaves to what we've been told
It will be war after war
And revolution after revolution
All ending in the same uncertainty
With no definite resolution.

I've been told our future is over
And that this is the sweet, bitter end
I've been told it's time to say good-bye
To every stranger and every friend.
I've been hugged close and told not to cry
Over the fact that I'll never grow old
I'll be long gone before I'll have a chance to die.
At least, that's what I've been told.

I've been told that our future is here
And we can do with it what we like
Because no one seems to care as much
When you're running out of time.
I've been told my generation will end it all
Becasue no one ever taught us to try.
Dec 18
poem 4 comments challenge: Elements
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Don't Breathe

I can’t tell you what it really means
All I can say it what it feels like
And I don’t want to say that
Because if I start talking, I might cry.
I can’t tell you what I want to say
All I can do is pick a fight
Tell you I’m sorry seven times a day
But we both know that that’s lie.
 
We don’t drink because we’re thirsty
We drink just too forget
On three dollar bottles of wine
That burn as they go down the hatch.
Each drink is laced with worry
That encases my heart in fear
Because the world outside is scary
But it’s even scarier in here.
And I feel like screaming
Because I’ve got no one to talk to
Because you’ve never liked to listen
And I’m here waiting for you,
While you’re craving someone new
And I’m feeling more and more distant.
 
So you’ll scream to try to reach me
And I’ll scream right back
We scream until we can’t scream
Dec 10
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Alright

I've always loved everything you do
I've loved the way you look
I've loved the way you move.
I used to spend hours watching you
Because you could bring me home
While making me feel brand new.

You're the last person
I would expect to run into
And I never thought you'd be alone
I never thought it would be like this.
But I guess you never know
Becuase we thought we'd be here forever
But turns out forever isn't so long.
We acted like we'd never grow old
And it turns out I was the only one who was wrong.
So it couldn't have been you
Who I saw on the street
Because you're long gone,
And swept overseas.
Swept up past the clouds,
Past the stars and the trees
Past skyscrapers and everyone
Everyone, but me.

And I know it's been awhile
But I don't think that I've changed
Because when I lost you I got stuck
And I think I'll always be the same.

Dec 04
poem 0 comments challenge: Lesson
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Being Wrong

I’ve been wrong hundreds of times
I’ve made millions of zillions of mistakes
I’ve miss signals, smiles and signs
I’ve been told I don’t have what it takes.
But with every fault, and failed try
I’ve learned something new, something great
With every slip-up, all the times I’ve cried
I’ve learned to look back and make a change.
 
Because I’ve broken promises
I’ve stepped on toes
I’ve apologized to people who I don’t even know
I’ve watched wave after wave come crashing down
I’ve said lots of things that can’t be said aloud.
I’ve lost many loves
I’ve bent many rules
I’ve tripped and I’ve fallen
Like I’m some kind of fool.
My standards have slipped
I’ve overslept
I’ve gone right so many times
When I should have gone left.
I’ve skipped over phases
I’ve skimmed what I’ve read.
And I’ve colored green
What should have been red.
 
Nov 09
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A House Divided

He was a man and he was on a mission
It was operation "Make America Great Again"
The plan? It was simple.
Give Americans permission to hate again.
And now there's never been a time like this
When everyone's this pissed...
That hasn't ended in hundreds of hearts breaking

His methods are unorthodox
But hey! So were Reagan's
But is that really a positive?
Reagan didn't quite save us.
They say they've never seen
Bigotry so blatant
They've never seen a man
Quite this sexist.
Not to mention anti-semitic
And oh! Homophobic.
All on top of his denial of
Female rights to abortion.

So America, meet your next president
The real Donald Trump
He's here to give our interest rates
And minorities a bump
He can't handle his own twitter account
He's got no self-control
Especially if you're not white
Megyn Kelly, or less than half of the whole
Audio download:
housedivided.mp3

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