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A Mar 2011
She sits there
absorbed in her phone
her computer
her teenage dream.

She faces life
absorbed by pointless drama
fake friends
nothing that's permanent.

She waits restlessly
absorbed in a life
an email
and her boyfriend.

She's so sure
absorbed by uncontrolled lust
about him
she'd do anything.

She ignores feelings,
absorbed in the moment,
of truth
as she waits
     Hidden in a dusty corner
          For he who she believes
               To be prince charming.
A Feb 2011
I heard once
smell is the most powerful
trigger of emotion.
I, for one, don't
doubt it.

For two days after
seeing you,
I smelled faintly of you.
That mere fact
made me so happy.

It was as if you were there.
Enveloping me.
If not with love,
at least with something.

It's better than nothing.
Written February 20, 2011
A Jan 2011
Did you ever
Want to do something extraordinary?
Did you ever
Think your future was amazing?
Have you ever
Realized that's impossible?
Have you ever
Accepted the truth?

Because all I see
in my future is
an office.  If I'm lucky.
Hopefully not a cubicle.
I thought I'd do something amazing
I thought I'd make the world better
At least I thought I'd travel.
But when will I be able
to do that while I'm
paying a mortgage
buying a car
overpopulating the world.

I should be happy!  I mean,
look at my future.
A college education,
A nice house,
A car, and
2.1 children.

It may be the American Dream
But it isn't mine.
Written January 24, 2011
A Dec 2010
Have you ever wondered
What would happen with just a touch
Even a call, a text, an email?
Have you ever wondered
What would happen if we said
All that was on our minds?

Have you ever wondered
If the only thing holding us back
Is just ourselves?
Have you ever wondered
If the only reason we stop is fear
Why not go for it?

As I stand here in front of your door
As I sit here in front of a screen
As my fingers type out the words
My eyes search for the elusive send button.
Written December 28, 2010
A Dec 2010
Out of sight, out of mind.  Right?
That's funny because you're always in mine.
But I have a feeling that old adage
holds true for your mind.
I've always known you're less in love with me
Than I am with you.
I've accepted that.
But if I didn't constantly invade your life
Would you ever call me?
No.

You'd let me fade away.
Written December 10, 2010.
A Nov 2010
Lichen coats faces
weathering ancient beauty
Stone and earth are one
Nov. 5, 2010
A Nov 2010
Moss overtakes grey
Victorian angels sleep
Enveloped in mist
Nov. 5, 2010
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