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Clair Meyrick Feb 2015
I am acutely aware
Of my feelings today,
My emotions I wear
On my sleeve.
I want to tear
Them from my skin.
I stop and stare
Into space.
I wasn't prepared
For your rejection.
I'm sorry I care
Too much.
Yes I dare
To dream,
And yes I am acutely aware
Of my feelings today.
Clair Meyrick Feb 2015
Emotional baggage
Left luggage.
Why claim it?
Or name it.
No shame in it.
It's not you, it's me...
No it's not me, it's you...
But then again...
Confusing it's it?
Do you mind?
Mind what you say
Carry on...
Hedge your bets,
I bet she waits
On your every word.
Haven't you heard?
I have a brain
Beneath the exterior.
The interior?
Scratch the surface..
Maybe not..
You have two faces,
The public view
Right in cue
I know you
Better than you do.
The other one...
You've come undone.
Me ? I'm way too strong.
You don't believe in you,
I did ...no doubt.
I dared to care,
Cared but you were scared
Of your own shadow.
Look out the window
I'm looking in
A reflection of me?
Thank you.
Yes ...thank you.
For helping me see.
See right through you.
Every word,
It's all been heard.
Every silence,
Dissolved my resolve.
It's left a wound
Healed with a scab.
Did you realise?
Realise what you had,
In your hands.
Do you understand?
Your choice,
Walk away.
Don't think for a minute
I didn't live it.
I have feelings too...
Off you go, pastures new.
The grass is greener.
It's been emotional...
I never claimed your baggage.
I unpacked mine long ago.
How were you to know
You know what?
You had me at hello.
Clair Meyrick Feb 2015
As you turn and walk away,
Know that you've left a mark...
An indelible mark,
That can never be washed away.
You've turned your back today,
You left your mark at the start.
I knew you from the start,
Knew you'd walk away today.
You had my heart but couldn't stay.
You made me see light not the dark,
Led Me from the dark.
In my heart I knew you wouldn't stay.
I'd just like to say...
You will always be a big part,
Right from the start a really big part.
But couldn't stay...there's nothing more to say.
Clair Meyrick Feb 2015
We would meet on a Friday.
Where?
Under the big clock.
The excitement building all day.
Time slowly ticking, tick tock, tick tock.
A passionate long lingering kiss.
Where?
You know...under the clock.
Oh your wide open arms I miss.
Time slowly ticking, tick tock, tick tock.
We are alone in suspended animation.
Eyes wide transfixed staring.
This moment our own creation.
Time for us alone, each other sharing.
Where?
Same place under the clock.
An amazing all encompassing elation.
Time moves slowly tick tock tick tock.
Hold the hands of time, our fingers entwined.
When?
Someday soon under the clock.
You know you are always on my mind
My heart beats in time with yours tick tock, tick tock.
Clair Meyrick Feb 2015
Rub noses
Wriggle toes
Blush a little
Giggle more
Hold hands
Eyes lock
Look down
Get closer
Blush a little
Giggle more
Fingers touch
Deep breath
Lips touch
Tongue tingles
Heart pounds
Blush a little
Giggle more
First kiss
Any more?
Inspiration for this poem came from the Short film, called 'first kiss' made to advertise the Wren clothing company. Beautiful film.
Clair Meyrick Feb 2015
Where is the love, lust and all encompassing passion?
Waves of euphoria replaced by a deep depression.
I thought it was more than just a temporary liaison.
It was mind body and soul, not a forbidden distraction.
A perfect life? Reality bites it was but an illusion.
Right wrong? I don't know,certainty is replaced by confusion.
I am feeling the pull of time...it's my form of regression
I hate these feelings,my pain my only expression.
I am afraid that you have formed the wrong impression.
I don't want you to hate me,I just wanted a decision.
Happiness quickly followed by mistrust and superstition.
What you do feels like a form of oppression.
Thoughts of you conjure up hurt anguish and aggression.
I have done nothing wrong, loving you ...my only confession.
A future? only dreams...never meant to come to fruition.
We could have been happy if we'd only given ourselves permission.
I know it was all in my mind...quite an exquisite delusion.
When all is said and done I have learnt a valuable lesson.
I need to stop this destructive obsession.
We were never meant to be one another's  prize possession.
Clair Meyrick Feb 2015
Am I fine?
He asked.
Why do you ask?
She said,
masking
Her confusion.
Was it an illusion?
She asked.
Were you wearing a mask?
Was it delusion?
You look fine,
And when you didn't
I knew there'd be a time.
I'm fine....
I assumed
I needn't ask,
She said.
I have to ask,
He said....
I feel I am masking,
That's why I'm asking.
I feel fine,
Is my conclusion.
What are you asking?
She said.
Are you masking,
The real reason
You are asking?
Yes
he said.
I was going to ask
In a roundabout way
Would it be ok...
Well I was going to ask
Have we got the time?
Now I'm fine...
He said.
Get on with the task,
And ask....
She said.
Shall I try my luck
Do you fancy a...

Cup of tea?
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