fern-rich - Hello Poetry

Liberation feels good Freedom feels great Self-expression is blooming Even on these lazy days I occupy my time with Happy stories of the past I twiddle my thumbs With a complacent smile Etched upon my face

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Sep 14, 2012

Sep 14, 2012 at 3:08 PM UTC

fern-rich

Lazy Days

Liberation feels good Freedom feels great Self-expression is blooming Even on these lazy days I occupy my time with Happy stories of the past I twiddle my thumbs With a complacent smile Etched upon my face

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The first time I fell in love was on a basketball court Adrenalin was pumping The sound of sneakers squeaking across the floor echoed in our ears I rebounded the ball and passed to the point guard We quickly adjusted our offense I was in the pocket Bounce pass to me Quick lay-up It’s in But it wasn’t long before I fell in love again The second time I fell in love was with painting I painted anything and everything My room, bathroom, lamps, clothing And sometimes even canvas The satisfaction of prying open a new can of paint Watching the wet paint gather then drip off the lid and slide into the can Or looking at your dried palette after completing a painting The feeling is indescribably in words But I still played basketball The third time I fell in love, I neglected my old hobbies This time it was with a boy Pale face, auburn hair and green eyes He had a kind smile and assured me the world could be ours And it was For two years And even though the last time I played ball was A drunken night outside a brewery in Tel Aviv And even though the last time I painted I used A sponge and toothbrush And even though the last time I saw that smile It was no longer mine to behold I still love all these things But now, I see them in a different way

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Aug 27, 2012

Aug 27, 2012 at 12:52 AM UTC

fern-rich

Shoe Box Full of Past Times

The first time I fell in love was on a basketball court Adrenalin was pumping The sound of sneakers squeaking across the floor echoed in our ears I rebounded the ball and passed to the point guard We quickly adjusted our offense I was in the pocket Bounce pass to me Quick lay-up It’s in But it wasn’t long before I fell in love again The second time I fell in love was with painting I painted anything and everything My room, bathroom, lamps, clothing And sometimes even canvas The satisfaction of prying open a new can of paint Watching the wet paint gather then drip off the lid and slide into the can Or looking at your dried palette after completing a painting The feeling is indescribably in words But I still played basketball The third time I fell in love, I neglected my old hobbies This time it was with a boy Pale face, auburn hair and green eyes He had a kind smile and assured me the world could be ours And it was For two years And even though the last time I played ball was A drunken night outside a brewery in Tel Aviv And even though the last time I painted I used A sponge and toothbrush And even though the last time I saw that smile It was no longer mine to behold I still love all these things But now, I see them in a different way

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Emotional regression I’m curled in a ball Eyes bloodshot and sight blurred from tears Flashbacks of the middle school pains bubble up inside me I swallow hard Push down the memories and the taste of bile I’m not a prepubescent thirteen year old Those days are far-gone I’m strong and independent Yet somehow you shake me

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Aug 19, 2012

Aug 19, 2012 at 3:11 AM UTC

fern-rich

Father

Emotional regression I’m curled in a ball Eyes bloodshot and sight blurred from tears Flashbacks of the middle school pains bubble up inside me I swallow hard Push down the memories and the taste of bile I’m not a prepubescent thirteen year old Those days are far-gone I’m strong and independent Yet somehow you shake me

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I wormed my way into your arms Your head, your pants Because I thought you'd feel the love I missed your touch, your strenght When I look back- think back then play it back in my head I just want to tear out every strand of long dark curly hair How could I be so stupid? Physicality is not equated to love. just because you had traced my curves with your fingertips just because you had kissed me in the soft breeze of summer just because you had whispered sweet nothings in my ear, but nothing is ever sweet How could I have thought you'd love me again? How could I have thought you would again care? I'm sorry but I've had enough of this relationship relapse

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Aug 13, 2012

Aug 13, 2012 at 12:06 AM UTC

fern-rich

Relationship Relapse

I wormed my way into your arms Your head, your pants Because I thought you'd feel the love I missed your touch, your strenght When I look back- think back then play it back in my head I just want to tear out every strand of long dark curly hair How could I be so stupid? Physicality is not equated to love. just because you had traced my curves with your fingertips just because you had kissed me in the soft breeze of summer just because you had whispered sweet nothings in my ear, but nothing is ever sweet How could I have thought you'd love me again? How could I have thought you would again care? I'm sorry but I've had enough of this relationship relapse

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That gold Saturn haunts my dreams Kurt Cobain can't sing over my buzzing thoughts I need to remind myself to breath I scream I scream I SCREAM... yet no sound comes out Drunken Fetus The womb should protect Yet it poisons They say I'm crazy my therapist doesn't agree You're privileged beyond imagination, stop wallowing in self pity His regrets have ruined my bliss All I remember is the strobe lights illuminating the Constitution and the whisper SHOUTING over the mix of techno and Bohemian Rhapsody He is just a faceless memory *** Drugs Rock 'n Roll, I wish Noseless That gray cat's face is so ugly it's kinda cute Newly christened shot glasses The cancer and chemo have eaten away at his patience Illusions of happiness I hate her I hate her I hate her but she gave me life White seas shells on head stones God I Miss you...

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Aug 8, 2012

Aug 8, 2012 at 11:08 PM UTC

fern-rich

Marian Berger

That gold Saturn haunts my dreams Kurt Cobain can't sing over my buzzing thoughts I need to remind myself to breath I scream I scream I SCREAM... yet no sound comes out Drunken Fetus The womb should protect Yet it poisons They say I'm crazy my therapist doesn't agree You're privileged beyond imagination, stop wallowing in self pity His regrets have ruined my bliss All I remember is the strobe lights illuminating the Constitution and the whisper SHOUTING over the mix of techno and Bohemian Rhapsody He is just a faceless memory *** Drugs Rock 'n Roll, I wish Noseless That gray cat's face is so ugly it's kinda cute Newly christened shot glasses The cancer and chemo have eaten away at his patience Illusions of happiness I hate her I hate her I hate her but she gave me life White seas shells on head stones God I Miss you...

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You sit there In the corner of my too neat room Arms crossed behind your head While I shoot daggers at you The memories of what we used to be sear the inside of my eyeballs And I remember how when we would touch nothing else mattered When we were together we were unstoppable And I wonder how you ended up in my bed room After 8 months of having you out of my life you’ve somehow wormed your way back in After 8 months of living oceans away from you you’ve somehow convinced me we should be friends After 8 months of recovering from the tornado called you that wreaked havoc on my life you’re back And you’re sitting there like you own the place You’re sitting there and your confidence and sense of self fill the room ….it’s overbearing You look up from your iphone I’m practically huddled in the corner of my queen-sized bed afraid of what you may do and you ask ‘So there’s no chance of us having *** tonight?’ Really? Wait, really? That's all you have to say? After the tears After the fights After everything That’s what your interested in I shake my head no And I hope that will be enough to make you leave This is my safe haven This is my home This is the place I don’t have to hide, usually I hope you’ll go home Just stand up and walk away But no Tonight you want to talk You ask me why WHY? Are you serious?! Did you seriously just ask that? Here’s why You drank me up like you were dehydrated and I was the only fresh spring in miles I opened up to you I gave you my soul I shared with you my emotions (the bits and pieces I don’t generally give away) And you drank them up You gave me nothing in return I was empty All that was left was useless mud The way I feel about you is not the way you feel about me So why should I do this to myself What’s between you and me, it isn’t healthy for me So, no, we aren’t going to have *** Finally you get up saying it’s time you should leave I’m silently thanking God And as I’m walking you out from the corner of the basement where my room is you grab me We’re on the dark steps and you hug me You hold me so close And for every bit of that closeness that you're holding me next to your body I’m holding my happy dolphin pillow pet And you hug me And I touch its soft fur And you breathe into me And I remember just how blue my dolphin is in the light And you’re breathing in my ear and I’m thinking BLUE BLUE BLUE And you say in my ear that I was wrong You feel the same way When we’re together we can move mountains We can do anything And you whisper it Even though no one’s around And I’m focusing on my breathing and just how blue my blue dolphin is And you kiss me And you kiss me again Then you kiss me once more and I… I kiss you back

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Aug 8, 2012

Aug 8, 2012 at 10:47 PM UTC

fern-rich

Strong as an Oak, I Think.

You sit there In the corner of my too neat room Arms crossed behind your head While I shoot daggers at you The memories of what we used to be sear the inside of my eyeballs And I remember how when we would touch nothing else mattered When we were together we were unstoppable And I wonder how you ended up in my bed room After 8 months of having you out of my life you’ve somehow wormed your way back in After 8 months of living oceans away from you you’ve somehow convinced me we should be friends After 8 months of recovering from the tornado called you that wreaked havoc on my life you’re back And you’re sitting there like you own the place You’re sitting there and your confidence and sense of self fill the room ….it’s overbearing You look up from your iphone I’m practically huddled in the corner of my queen-sized bed afraid of what you may do and you ask ‘So there’s no chance of us having *** tonight?’ Really? Wait, really? That's all you have to say? After the tears After the fights After everything That’s what your interested in I shake my head no And I hope that will be enough to make you leave This is my safe haven This is my home This is the place I don’t have to hide, usually I hope you’ll go home Just stand up and walk away But no Tonight you want to talk You ask me why WHY? Are you serious?! Did you seriously just ask that? Here’s why You drank me up like you were dehydrated and I was the only fresh spring in miles I opened up to you I gave you my soul I shared with you my emotions (the bits and pieces I don’t generally give away) And you drank them up You gave me nothing in return I was empty All that was left was useless mud The way I feel about you is not the way you feel about me So why should I do this to myself What’s between you and me, it isn’t healthy for me So, no, we aren’t going to have *** Finally you get up saying it’s time you should leave I’m silently thanking God And as I’m walking you out from the corner of the basement where my room is you grab me We’re on the dark steps and you hug me You hold me so close And for every bit of that closeness that you're holding me next to your body I’m holding my happy dolphin pillow pet And you hug me And I touch its soft fur And you breathe into me And I remember just how blue my dolphin is in the light And you’re breathing in my ear and I’m thinking BLUE BLUE BLUE And you say in my ear that I was wrong You feel the same way When we’re together we can move mountains We can do anything And you whisper it Even though no one’s around And I’m focusing on my breathing and just how blue my blue dolphin is And you kiss me And you kiss me again Then you kiss me once more and I… I kiss you back

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