A glitch in the system
Who nobody listens
To but they do
She doesn’t know
She’s too busy playing victim.

She doesn’t notice
That others can see
Her turmoil
Her lack of peace.

She feels alone
Cold
A heart weighed by stone.

Help me.

You stand stoic
Unemotional
Uncomplaining
Your face is a rock.

Your eyes bore into
My misty spheres
I wish I knew how
To not feel.

I can’t

I stitch and I craft
I glue and I press
I stretch and I stress

But I’m still unfinished
A messed up masterpiece.

My mayfly
Please don’t fly away
Stay
Please don’t leave me today.

My mayfly
Please do try
To keep in one place
Sorry I’m intense
Because, dang it, I’m a mess

Is this a real fantasy
Lost in my own ecstasy
Convinced this is reality
But really it’s just a dream.

Stuck in the past
On a line that I cast
Afraid to be lost
Afraid of the cost.

This world is plastic
Not fantastic

This world breaks
From all the gosh dang fakes.

If you were an animal
You’d be a horse
Cuz horses are my favorite.

I live for you while you **** me.

You lied.

Where am I?
Where did I go?

Why can’t I find me?

You see grey
Where I see yellow
Sunshine colors
Vibrant orange.

While you are surrounded
By bright blues
And pretty pinks
I am enveloped
By blacks
And dreary browns.

Why can’t we ever see the same?

Pharaoh told us to leave.
As we hurried gathering
What little possessions we had,
Unleavened bread baking in the oven
The smell of bread floating under our noses.

Pharaoh changed his mind
Sent his armies after us,
I can’t believe
We ever thought we were free.

I beg of Moses
DO SOMETHING
But he can’t
All we can do is wait for a miracle.

As the armies marched toward us
I could feel the vibrations of their feet
Then suddenly
Moses parted the seas!

Oh the joy that rushed through me!
We were saved-
Saved by God!
I thanked the Lord for his grace,
For we are saved!

You wonder this.
Well, you are honest and real
And you intensely feel
About your beliefs like I do.

Your not afraid to be weird
And when you failed, you persevered.
Your strong, but you won’t admit it.
Your humble and modest
And you need me.
Also, you love my crazy.

I love yours too.

If you could save me that’d be great
But it doesn’t seem that that’s my fate
Cuz my sadness won’t abate
And my longing will not sate.

I’m not sure
If I’m my own problem
All this time
Blaming others.

Is it my own fault?
Am I why I’m like this?

I can’t even look you in the eye
It hurts too bad
I tear away
My eyes tearing up
Unless of course, I wear sunglasses.

Your magnificence
Cannot be handled
By such as I.

For your light shines so bright
Someone living in darkness (me)
Is blinded by your beauty.

Your dazzling delightfulness
Shocks me into a daze
Cuz dang it, that snow is bright!

You give me life
Yet you **** me
A little every day.

I ask of you
What did I ever do to you?
Except nourish
And raise you
All for you to rule me.

Love, Earth

You seem not to me cold
But beautiful and pure
Your cool, distinct touch,
Taking residence everywhere.

Your grace is unimaginable
Landing softly on the ground
A ballet dancer
Maybe even pointe.

Love, Earth

When I’m being rained on
And the sun finally reveals itself
You are the one wonderful wonder
Showing me the color I had forgotten.

You fill me with amazement
As you arch overhead.
Making me wish
Instead of Earth I could be sky.

Love, Earth

You envelope me
Surround me
Surreally surpassingly sizable.

Your blue majesty
Blankets me
Making my world a bit brighter.

Love, Earth

You walk past me
Catching my eye with your ice blue discs
Time at your control and you stop it
You look me in the eye and
You see right through me
Electrocuting my heart
Burning through me like a lightning bolt
All with a single
Blue-eyed glance.

If I am unimportant to you
I wish you could be unimportant too
For I certainly rue
The day I met you
How could I be such a fool?

You know what? I realized I have no idea how to do a Petrarchan Sonnet

There once was an ignorant child
Who most certainly wasn’t too mild
Her first name was Quinn
She committed a sin
Being not polite but instead quite wild.

Push me down thinking
That I won’t push you back worse
You are so stupid

Others have nicotine
methamphetamine
Heroine.

I have poetry
You and me
Addictive words and you.

I need to get ready for the day
Wow the snowflakes are big
Dang it it’s gonna be cold
Dang it I have to wear a dress to church and it’s cold
Ah frick.

As snow falls
I am filled with calm
Until I am reminded
Remembering
That people put Christmas decorations
Up before Halloween.
The calm is banished
Because
Who the frick does that??

Something about you
Just lays me to waste.
Something about you
Makes me bolt, run with haste.

Something about you
No matter how small
Always makes me tumble
Tumble and fall.

Do you know me
Really?

I don’t know if I know me
Really.

At this certain age
It is so hard to determine
Whether what we are
Is what we are
Or if it is what we are expected to be.

1990’s
Normal was not weird
2019
Normal (typical) is gay, weird, and depressed.

Normal is only temporary
Normal can be weird
If weird is what is popular
Then that will become normal as well.

S snow
N never gets
O old
W winter is so pretty.

The gentle flakes of snow
Caress my nose
And land softly
On a high bough.

If
You are dear to the heart of a poet
Get ready for intense affection
But he/she may or may not show it.

If
You are hated by the heart of a poet
Get ready for intense anger
For he/she will definitely show it.

For us poets
Feel things so much
Such as anger
Or a lovers touch.

I would say,
“Nothing. What about you?”
You would say nothing
Because you don’t know anything
Either.

If what is bad for the heart
Is good for art
Then you’re gonna make me into a Picasso.

When I was younger
Things were simple
I was simple
I miss simple.

When you were younger
You were my best friend
We were best friends

Where did we go?

Please
Don’t equivocate
I want to know
What you are trying to say.

Please
Just tell me
Because I don’t understand
What you want from me.

What do you want from me?

Dear God,
If you love us
And want us to be happy
Why do you make us
Feel so much pain
When we are in love?

You are undefined
Like 0 divided by 0
Or a non-linear function.

I am uncontrollable
For you cannot hold down the wind
I am free
For you cannot stop gravity
I am lawless
For you cannot tie down art with rules.

The silence breaks
And out of its shards
Rises sound.

Catch the stars
Breath in the moonlight
Grow so tall
You can hold the moon.

Speak to an owl
Maybe a fox
In my dreams
Nothing is orthodox.

What?
I don’t know.
Why?
I don’t know.

Wow. This is why I have no ideas.

HP decided it wouldn’t work
Which is like being thirsty
But having nothing
But mud and murk.

I need these words to survive
I need to know I am heard.
Like any organism
Needs water.

So when HP decided it would start again
I overindulged a little
And made like, 10 poems in a span of ten minutes.

Just like a dehydrated person might do
After they find water
Drinking until they feel like they’re about to explode.

I really hope I don’t throw up.

Must you be so annoying?
Must you be so rude?
Must you be so everything
That ruins the mood?

I say to the mirror.

I’m the one puzzle
Missing puzzle pieces
That frustrates
And bothers everybody.

I’m also the dog
That ate the puzzle piece
To discreetly trigger
Everybody.

I’m bad at it.

If I could think
That would be great
But my brain just won’t comply.

If only I could create
Something useful
Too bad my brain is fried.

If I could pass my math test
That would be quite the miracle
But that’s another story
For another time
About how bad I am at math.