nobody wants to hear
about rainbows and unicorns
sunshine smiles
eyes of topaz
a touch as warm as a gentle summer breeze
nobody wants to hear
how your heartbeat races
how you memorize each others faces
or how you lay in the dark and name your unborn children
nobody cares
that you've been swept off your feet
that you feel like a princess
whisked away in the throes of passion
no one cares
how you can taste his soul in his kiss
see your future in his eyes
feel every fiber in your body tingle with elation when he touches you
nobody likes a happy poem.....so I wont write one
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 11:19 PM UTC
I used to wear it like armor
sword and shield
a living sigil upon a breast plate
It kept me safe
distant
A bannerman for the soul
"Halt! All who go there!"
for what you see is what you get
whirling and livid
laughing and disheveled
until you
You showed up
traipsing through miles of frozen wasteland
battling ghosts and wolves
You
in all your glimmering brilliance
with the light of a thousand heavens
my bannerman slain and my armor pierced
that beating sigil sinking beneath the flesh
through muscle and muk
sinking deep into bones
bonding and awakening
Falling away fears and doubts
all of that shining steel
glaring and distracting
just for show
oh but how I wore it well
fallen away now
leaving me
like fresh skin
I feel new
old wounds healed
with the faintest of scars
You have given me something
I hadn't known was lost
an awakening as bold as daylight
truth and courage and honor
and
love
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 1:01 PM UTC
so you wanna know
you wanna know how I feel
how do I feel about you
you got a minute?
ok..
you make me feel
glitter
you make me feel
that one song that gives you goosebumps
driving my five speed
my blankets
outer space
riding your motorcycle
waterfalls
a hug from my mother
still not getting it?
glitter=Happy
that one song that gives you goosebumps=perfect
driving my five speed=in control
my blankets=secure
outer space=undiscovered and beautiful
riding your motorcycle=free
waterfalls=peaceful
a hug from my mother=loved
you wanna know how you make me feel
how do I feel about you
how do I feel
how can I
feel
anything
without you
you make me feel everything
Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 12:25 AM UTC
lately
it feels like nothing feels right
lately
I've been squandering my talents in mind numbing delicacies
lately
I've been wondering about.....lately
east meets west
good vs evil
black and white
I cant even make the words come out right
normally
they flow so fluidly
like rivers intent
violently making their way to the sea
lately
they just gather dust
in wooden banks
tiny yellow placards to distinguish what words are where
and I just stand there
staring in all their glory
and wonder
what words have I not been using
lately
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 1:01 AM UTC
how is it
this small town girl
backwoods
redneck
white trash
lives in a trailer
kind of girl
can get a man like you?
my socks don't match
I have sailors mouth
I drink beer from a can
shop at goodwill
yet you look at me like i'm an angel
motorcycle gangs
hillbilly roughnecks
hang in a bar that has a wood stove for heat
and I make YOUR heart beat?
faster?
louder?
the day I met you
I thought "yeah right"
"im so not his type"
"he likes blond girls, who wear pearls and skirts"
things like "LOVE PINK" on their Tshirts
but no....
it's me....?
seriously??
me?
in his shoes, that match his shirt, that match his hat
he said
"I fell in love with you the day I met you"
and our two worlds collide
its like winning the love lottery
and I am the god **** jackpot winner
MEGA MILLIONS FOR LIFE *******
I won a man who makes me richer
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 5:48 PM UTC
it's like the first cigarette
after a meal
or the crisp, smooth coolness of that first drink after a long day
utter bliss
satisfied
warm and cozy
the happy buzz from a glass of wine
or two ;)
none of this has to do with alcohol though
it's you
that floating sensation
the heart vibration
the high no drink nor drug could ever induce
it's that first kiss
and you miss
because you're so nervous
losing words and thoughts
you thought you could keep walking
but you're caught
in a glance
in a stare
in an "oh my god his fingers are in my hair"
moment
it's you
it's all you
my happy thought
my wish on a star
my every dream come true
it's you
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 12:23 AM UTC
recycled hearts
made up of bits and pieces
of parts that used to be
parts that fell apart
recycled love
all the bits that used to fit
but are never quite the same
Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 11:52 PM UTC
this piece
I wonder if its fits
I bet its covered a ton of lies
I miss that feeling
trusting
believing
knowing
we where made to be strong
I know we could have done this together
how long will it be
till I need something stronger
how long till I can no longer
hold myself together
toothpicks and duct tape
my only refuge
steel trap vulnerability
play dough self esteem
sweet longing, days without
to think
I thought I had found it
the taste has been burnt from my mouth
like taking a bite from the sun
its what happens
when you taste too much
get your fill
and left cold
dark and alone
"time heals all wounds"
so they say
Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 2:20 AM UTC
after awhile you learn the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul
and you learn that love doesn't mean possession
and company doesn't mean security
and you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises
and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead
with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child
and you learn to build your roads today
because tomorrows ground is uncertain for plans
and futures have ways of falling down in flight
after awhile you learn that even sunshine
burns if you get too much
so you plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers
and you learn that you really can endure
that you really are strong
and you really do have worth
and you learn
and you learn....
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
there really is such a fine line between love and hate
as I sit here
im hating you
the tears that are leaking
have intentions of loving you still
my heart pounds
my insides swirl
theres a boxing ring somewhere in between
where the heart and brain duke it out
I watch from the stands
eagerly awaiting a victor
yet there is none
if this where chess
id be at a stalemate
........
its been three months
and im still here
awaiting a victor
of mind or heart
ill never forgive you
ill never stop loving you
this cycle is vicious
and wearing me thin
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 11:39 PM UTC