It's like stepping up to a golf ball. A white glove grips my left hand and an 8 iron dangles in my right. I slowly ***** my tee into the moist ground. I place the white ball upon it. I think of the possibilities of what could go wrong when I strike the ball. I aim. I breathe. I think: back straight, arm straight, mind straight. I exhale. I swing. Then watch and wait, like hearing that sharp drone and waiting for the flat line to waver so I don't have to say, "I'm sorry, but there were complications."
Sep 24, 2011
Sep 24, 2011 at 12:58 AM UTC
A loaf alone is a tray of possibilities,
Yeast rises into form,
And then into slices.
An end piece would suffice,
But it is only one-sided.
So I choose a slice from the center.
I feel the spongy pores
within a soft yet formed crust.
I drop it,
And it cuts through the air,
Landing in the slot, surrounded
By coils about to fire.
I adjust the dial,
And lower the lever
Until it sticks.
The spread is ready,
But I am not... tick ching.
The lever races up and locks back,
And for a moment
golden brown perfection
Is suspended in the air.
Sep 24, 2011
Sep 24, 2011 at 12:56 AM UTC
I wish you were here on this park bench
Together listening to stuttering bird beaks clench
Hand in hand our feelings spawning
Together we’ll sit as the night is dawning
A smile that steals a million hearts
Stole mine from the very start
That one kiss causes me to wonder
thinking back to the night our hearts made thunder
Was it real or just a flinch
Please someone give me a pinch
Your beauty takes my breath away
Please come back and stay a day
Pull me to you and press your lips
Against my back are your finger tips
You search for luck in four leaf clovers
I now do the same as hopeless banter
Abrupt it was but now I must wait
I anxiously plan out your visiting date
Where to go and what to say
Forget me not while you’re away
May 11, 2011
May 11, 2011 at 4:40 AM UTC
In reverie you sit so quiet so eloquent
I ponder in silence but am so hesitant
Ink flows freely easily creating
I look over your shoulder quietly debating
Whether to ask you for explanation
Wishing only to smile and give exultation
Young Sir Elliot has taken throne
But to so many he remains unknown
I've seen your passion and your desire
And with your smile they'll take you higher
Until then stay calm and soft spoken
For tranquility is the golden token
May 5, 2011
May 5, 2011 at 3:00 PM UTC
Ever lost your heart
In a boundless world
Free from havoc
Free to fly
Unshackled by awe
Lost to the endless
Perpetual mysticism
Free from glaring gazes
And ruffled brows
Contained yet unaware
In what is deemed love
Apr 10, 2011
Apr 10, 2011 at 6:21 PM UTC
I wish that I could fly away
From cloud to cloud to a new day
Forget the world and never fall
But if I do, to you I’ll crawl
It’s you I wish the world could see
Eyes opening to sweet harmony
Hate and anger soon would fall
Love and peace would conquer all
Blue and handsome are your eyes
I never worry you speak no lies
All hear truth in your voice
I am with you and it’s my choice
If you should ever need a break
I’ll take you to the sacred lake
It’s there you’ll see the beauty I see
We’ll sit and ponder sweet destiny
Look to see what the future holds
You build a nightmare and it unfolds
You were my rock and my foundation
But all I want now is retaliation
Mar 14, 2011
Mar 14, 2011 at 7:42 PM UTC
I am sad that I am always alone.
Please God, won’t you throw me a bone.
I always smile and wave to those I know,
but inside, my heart is going cold like snow.
I am trying being me, doing what I was always told.
You always say, don’t give up yourself. Be bold.
Now I am bold with a smile that brightens any day,
But all I want is for you to remold my heart like clay.
God, help me to walk and be like you.
Send me a sign and that’s what I'll do.
Let me use my gifts, and my smile,
to walk along your road for hundreds of miles.
Mar 12, 2011
Mar 12, 2011 at 8:05 AM UTC
Humans manipulate
And in turn destroy ruin dictate.
In the name of progression
All is lost to simple regression.
Mar 12, 2011
Mar 12, 2011 at 7:00 AM UTC
Dear Andy, Thank you and Goodbye.
2/24/11
A deep tiresome passion has been building up inside me,
And it’s been two months and six days since I last saw you.
At the beach is where I’ll find you and is where I soon will be.
We’ll see each other and I’ll recover because you’ll be next to me.
Soft and smooth are your curly brown locks,
And sweet and luscious are your round small lips.
The scent of you with all your letters in my little green box,
Now I see your green eyes and feel your warm finger tips.
Slow and seductive are the long whispers I keep,
And it’s your voice I hear daily with little hope.
In my dreams is where I’ll find you as I fall into sleep,
And in the sunset we do paddle in the swan love boat.
2/27/11
The sand is in between the keyboard keys and caked onto my knees,
With a glass of wine at ten thirty in the morning I sit only broken hearted
A night together on the beach I had planned for two months, but you lied to me
All a lie, you scammed me how could I have been out smarted.
Lying together all day, and drinking late into night,
Only to crawl to the twin bed in the early hours of the morning.
You’d caress me as I sleep and hold me until awoken by sunlight.
Soon you must leave to go home, but I will visit soon and bring you loving.
Two months have passed and most days we’ve spoken,
But it seems now another girl found her way into the picture.
Without a word you have lured me here only to leave me broken.
You praise her and I watch just like a permanent wall fixture.
Thanks for the lies, and all the wasted time.
This is the end of the all the extra feelings.
My life is taking a rapid U-turn without you in line.
Please enjoy her company while I stand here dying.
Sincerely,
Sofi Lilly
Feb 27, 2011
Feb 27, 2011 at 6:39 AM UTC
I am alive
Breathing, blinking, being
I am a force that moves
Bringing with me light and peace
Setting things back into a perpetual groove
Eternally flourishing and green
Living, being, alive
An endless splendor is our home
Wilderness--Oh, the beauty in the sweet unknown
I will go out in a search
For I am alive
Who knows what I'll find
out in the wilderness
out in the great beyond
Feb 17, 2011
Feb 17, 2011 at 3:12 AM UTC