Alexandra Sweitz

Alexandra Sweitz Sep 2015

swimmer

i feel alive again
truly wide awake
at 3:00 pm
when i hit the water
maybe its the adrenaline
the feeling of power
when you push forward
the seconds dropped like stones
it was you
with a calender empty
this is what you've done
the days filled with one thought
nights spent anxiously awaiting the next morning
this is the top
but it is never done

Sep 2015

Aztec Warrior

POEM 51

Silence Part 4

I am not sure
where conversation has gone.
How it disappeared in the shadows
wandering this room.

Words, thousands and thousands
once flowed between us,
creating friendship,
innuendo,
mystery.

Words, thousands and thousands
once spoke art,
poetry,
the conditions of life;
now they are drapped
over a limb
looking surreal
and found only in dreams,
or heard rustling in the wind
as they fade into smoky mist.

Silence speaks loudest
as you near sleep;
as your mind
holds its breath
against the darkness,
where words no longer exist.

8.18.11

last in this series on loneliness, sadness and loss of a friend...

Alexandra Sweitz Sep 2015

Running Blind

there is someing liberating
about walking ******* down a road
in the middle of nowhere.
with two people
and the cloak of darkness
i feel like i could be anyone
do almost anything.

stars up above
and a few next to me
after all
the sky is everywhere
it begins at our feet.

the soft murmmuring of the night
our laughter is lonely
but bright nonetheless

we spill our secrets
scream them underwater
hoping
praying maybe someday,
someone will hear.

Alexandra Sweitz Sep 2015

Easy Silence

there are spaces
in between the air i breathe when i meet your gaze
suddenly
i cant think
it is like i have amnesia
so i take the easy way out
head down
eyes down
silence is best
when i open my mouth
nothing good happens.

— The End —