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Makes no sense to Me
Throwing Themselves
into Crowds
Crazy "BLACK FRIDAY"

How could this Happen?
Black Friday is now Thurday
Goodbye Thanksgiving

Black Friday is Here
Scariest Day of the Year
You Could be Trampled**

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Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved
Black Friday Haiku(s) (Re-Post)
{10a~10b~10c}
I miss the scent of you.
I miss the feel of you
I miss being held by you
I miss and
I ache for all of you

You, my heart's desire
Can't have you no more

You, my body requires
Can't hold you no more

I want you
I need you
Can't endure this pain
Don't know how to accept that
You just won't have me
No
Won't have me no more...

In my dreams you come to
In my dreams you want to
In my dreams you have me
Over and over again

I miss the scent of you.
I miss the feel of you
I miss being held by you
I miss all of you
More than I can tell....

In my dreams you come
Back to me
In my dreams you want me
In my dreams you have me
more and more and more
Song Lyrics
Mind Fights with Me
Words instead of Slumber
Eyes Ache to See

Grasping Prosodies
Finding Wonder
Stories Anxious to be Freed

Sleep becomes Elusive
Needed so Desperately

I Hesitate to Stop the Stream
Thoughts that Tumble Thru
The Flow that Bubbles
Forth from Me
Becomes my Dearest Truth**


Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
Poetry
Icey wind blows
snowflakes swirling
'bout my head

Wrapped against the cold
mittens and shawls
my new best friends

The air is clear, brisk
Not a cloud in sight
The wind is still
on this cold
silken night

House becomes harbor
Secure safe and warm
Comfort embraces Us
upon finding Our way home


Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
Minnesota
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30 years
Our lives intricately woven
A tight knit cloth
Now frayed
come undone
by time
neglect
The living of life

How do I resolve my aloneness
Thrive within it
Having yet to
aquire the ability
to withstand the unrequited desire
of companionship once known

Still too painful for me
this akward place
Others have found ease
even solice in this
autonomous reality
An existence to me
so foreign

I keep awaiting for the hurt to subside
believing that Love
will find it's home
once again inside my heart

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Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
30 years
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