Leah Ward

Leah Ward Feb 2013

Joesph L. Clark then decided to stand up, because
The gravel was hurting his knee.
"Well, why not?" He pondered,
Aloud. That was a mistake.
"Because Joe,
You can't make a living off of
Poetry and whiskey."
Her voice was sharp
Like knives, as strong as
A meat pounder.
Joe short of liked that,
Though.
"And besides, there are other men
Here in this town that can hold my
Hand tighter than you ever will."
To that, Mr.Clark's jaw tightened,
His hands around themselves did so as well,
And with a tilt of his head he muttered
These words out of his bearded face:
"I'm no option baby,
I'm all or nothing."
And walked away knowing that
At least he had the dignitiy to be
A man at times.

Ms. Eleanor P. Carney's
T-strap heels struggled against
The grain of the dirt road, as she ran after him.
Tight hand holding made her palms sweaty, anyways.

Leah Ward Feb 2013

Commands of Language

With every sentence beautifully spoken,
The girl had allowed her heart to be led
By the trail of the boy's beautiful voice.
She craved his timbre, hollow and wholesome
Sweet and soft when it needed to be,
And did what she could to
Get him to speak.

At first it was subtle,
With a "Darling, how
Would you pronounce this word?
Yes, that one, that one indeed" and
A tilt of her head,
Every single word she wanted would be read.
But then it grew, and she no longer
Had the patience to be so inventive.
Her books flew from the shelves,
And shoved their way under his nose
By the guide of her hand.
"Read this passage,"
A blink.
"Please."
"Lucrative."
"Say it slower."
"Lu·cra·tive"

What the girl did not understand
Was that the most beautiful commands
Of language were not
The words written by others
And read by him,
But the words
Written by him and
Spoken by none, as they sat
In a shoe box
Under my bed.
The words I reread and read
Could not compare.

Leah Ward Feb 2013

Four D's

There is a need to degrade yourself so you can truly understand your worth.

There is a need to deprive yourself so you can remember what you have.

There is a need to disagree with yourself so you can structure your morals.

There is a need to discover yourself.

Leah Ward Jan 2013

Counted

I counted all the times I should have kissed you,
With your own fingers, rugged and perfect,
And plucked a kiss on every callus.

One on the thumb for the last time we met,
Two on each pinky for the time after breakfast,
And five on each finger for the eternity
We thought we'd never realize.

Leah Ward Jan 2013

Moments (10w).

Humans are truly amazing,
I'm having one of those moments.

Leah Ward Jan 2013

A Thousand Times I Will Love You

Lets make our bedroom a place
To love each other, and only that.
You can do just fine by putting
Your shoes on slowly (not
Unlike Mr.Rogers) sitting on the
Sofa, as opposed to sitting on the bed.
And I will stop sitting in bed
To edit those manuscripts and flip
The pages of books I have already
Read a thousand times. Instead,
A thousand times I will love you;
With the swell of storms at sea,
Yet with the clarity of the sky
After such storm.
You can do just fine by my side,
and myself by yours. As we lay in bed
And wonder what makes us feel so warm,
When the ceiling fan above our bed makes such cold air.

Leah Ward Jan 2013

Unicorn Bedtime Prayer

Sleep well! And may the world you sleep in be kind and the world you dream in be colorful.
Let lust bearing pixies sprinkle their dust
About your room, so when you awake in the morning the dust will dazzle your slippered feet and make your tread to the bathroom a little softer.
And may I (you) wake up in the morning with
Sparkles in your eyes
And wholesomeness in your soul,
And let both the tint and hue in which you see the world through
Be bold and clear,
And soft and dreamy,
Without deceiving
Without sheltering you
And your unicorn dreams.