a-maki - Hello Poetry

I used to play the cloud game in the stucco of my bedroom walls.   My eyes confined to the few feet surrounding my pillow,  finding hippos and continents before I drifted off to sleep,  always comforted they would be there when I woke. I’d start the next day carried away by the dreams I failed to recall. Chasing thoughts like kites on a string, blown through the sky by the sharp spring breeze, tails spinning in the wind. I don’t have those same walls to look at now, so I settle for the sky. the clean and clouded sky. looking for familiar shapes in the silhouettes and shadows of the crisp, clear clouds as I watch the sun fall down.  I can no longer see those cartoon shapes, the way they would stay in just one place.  If you ask me to find them now,  all I see are nail holes. this way, I don’t feel like I’ve pinned through the sky.

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Oct 13, 2014

Oct 13, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC

the cloud game ver. 2

I used to play the cloud game in the stucco of my bedroom walls.   My eyes confined to the few feet surrounding my pillow,  finding hippos and continents before I drifted off to sleep,  always comforted they would be there when I woke. I’d start the next day carried away by the dreams I failed to recall. Chasing thoughts like kites on a string, blown through the sky by the sharp spring breeze, tails spinning in the wind. I don’t have those same walls to look at now, so I settle for the sky. the clean and clouded sky. looking for familiar shapes in the silhouettes and shadows of the crisp, clear clouds as I watch the sun fall down.  I can no longer see those cartoon shapes, the way they would stay in just one place.  If you ask me to find them now,  all I see are nail holes. this way, I don’t feel like I’ve pinned through the sky.

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diamond eyes above the prize dancing below the darkening skies

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Sep 8, 2014

Sep 8, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC

ages

diamond eyes above the prize dancing below the darkening skies

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give me the nectar from your lips whispered words separate the innocence between our hips

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Aug 28, 2014

Aug 28, 2014 at 1:46 AM UTC

space

give me the nectar from your lips whispered words separate the innocence between our hips

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I can feel you in my palm holding on to your hand connecting lines, drawing dots seeing more than I'd like to say we are I can feel you in my chest my arms laid to rest across my eyes, above my heart lying further away than I'd like to say we are I can feel you in my mind writing stories left untold pens flowing, lead scratching asking for more than I'd like to say we are I can feel you in my world together intertwined steps and leaps, floating faith building more than I'd like to say we are Through all this wonder I can feel you finally we're falling as one you and me, blindly free and I'd like to say we are

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Aug 26, 2014

Aug 26, 2014 at 2:24 AM UTC

leap

I can feel you in my palm holding on to your hand connecting lines, drawing dots seeing more than I'd like to say we are I can feel you in my chest my arms laid to rest across my eyes, above my heart lying further away than I'd like to say we are I can feel you in my mind writing stories left untold pens flowing, lead scratching asking for more than I'd like to say we are I can feel you in my world together intertwined steps and leaps, floating faith building more than I'd like to say we are Through all this wonder I can feel you finally we're falling as one you and me, blindly free and I'd like to say we are

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pull me in and rinse me off wring the sand off my shoulders sanding corners thru covers coveting light like lovers 'til we depart from one another

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Aug 11, 2014

Aug 11, 2014 at 1:29 AM UTC

shells

pull me in and rinse me off wring the sand off my shoulders sanding corners thru covers coveting light like lovers 'til we depart from one another

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soak with me the summer heat dripping from branches dangling over the street tell me all your secrets every one you keep you'll remain a mystery, even to me.

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Jul 23, 2014

Jul 23, 2014 at 8:02 PM UTC

soak

soak with me the summer heat dripping from branches dangling over the street tell me all your secrets every one you keep you'll remain a mystery, even to me.

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sing me a song, said the songbirds loved one we'll float up in the drafts of the seasons as they pass the leaves will fall down like crumpled papers across the ground sing me a song, before you leave for too long they'll be left to study the sharpness of his scratch all the while knowing it will last, compared to the curves of her pen looking through a memory filled lens sing me a song, and nothing will go wrong

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Jul 23, 2014

Jul 23, 2014 at 3:13 AM UTC

letters

sing me a song, said the songbirds loved one we'll float up in the drafts of the seasons as they pass the leaves will fall down like crumpled papers across the ground sing me a song, before you leave for too long they'll be left to study the sharpness of his scratch all the while knowing it will last, compared to the curves of her pen looking through a memory filled lens sing me a song, and nothing will go wrong

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I want for you to freely come to me with flowers in your hand and your heart wrapped around your wrists. These things come swiftly but can’t be forced. It’ll be like a bolt to your chest that you’re not ready to feel. I want you to look into my eyes like you’re seeing magic fluttering around my pupils. Stardust that we both came from is floating in between our lips, careful not to crush it though - it might only appear this once. I can’t tell you how to feel these things, only that they should come with ease.

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Apr 27, 2014

Apr 27, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC

wants

I want for you to freely come to me with flowers in your hand and your heart wrapped around your wrists. These things come swiftly but can’t be forced. It’ll be like a bolt to your chest that you’re not ready to feel. I want you to look into my eyes like you’re seeing magic fluttering around my pupils. Stardust that we both came from is floating in between our lips, careful not to crush it though - it might only appear this once. I can’t tell you how to feel these things, only that they should come with ease.

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when it slips down the stairwell only then will you revel in the light of the moon passing strangers at noon lit by the spring sunlight imagining futures too soon. when it all goes to hell ignoring the noontime bell ringing with presence breathing remembrance always there to remind of your first winters hesitance.

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Apr 15, 2014

Apr 15, 2014 at 11:01 PM UTC

freeze

when it slips down the stairwell only then will you revel in the light of the moon passing strangers at noon lit by the spring sunlight imagining futures too soon. when it all goes to hell ignoring the noontime bell ringing with presence breathing remembrance always there to remind of your first winters hesitance.

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these hills bring up a lot in you wind blown waves flowing through and through seasons in our lives, eager to find the prize of companionship and comfort falling from the skies.

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Apr 14, 2014

Apr 14, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC

mountain tops

these hills bring up a lot in you wind blown waves flowing through and through seasons in our lives, eager to find the prize of companionship and comfort falling from the skies.

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