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 Feb 2013 Claire Trafton
Miko
One time
I walked to your house
a few towns over
because I didn't believe you existed
and I was delightfully surprised
when you answered the door
my disbelief hushed for that night.
The next occasion
you were in pain
I couldn't bring myself to leave you
desolate in such a way
so I hopped halfway
and strides for the rest
persistent in my actions
overwhelmed with my thoughts
and arrived again at your door.
The third was the best
you had no idea
not that you did any time before
I traveled the whole distance
skipped my every other Wednesday
and ventured past it towards your direction
seeping with an excitement so grand
anxious with what was ahead of me
to see your face
and to just  make you smile
against the wishes of others
as you opened that familiar door
and let me into your world.
Was it worth it? Each and every time
Oh how I wish I was a Jedi Pirate.
Can you imagine how bad *** that would be?
Dressed in awesome sea faring garb
and carrying a lightsaber and blaster on my side.

I know that jedis stand for justice and peace and siths stand for emotion and power.
I can't pick a side.
So I guess I'll stay in the middle.
I'll sail the cosmic seas
and feel the force within the breeze.
With a bottle of *** in my hand
and force lightning at my command.

God that would be ******* awesome.
If one night you see a shooting star,
Make sure that you find out who you really are
make a wish on that shooting star,
Don't believe it might be too far
Wish for anything you want,
For you know it's such a taunt
Wish for riches,
wish for love
wish for anything you want!

When you see that bright yellow star,
You will realize who you are
soon enough you will see its brightness,
Through all the sky's darkness
Now that you know who you are,
This doesn't seem so bizarre
Maybe your wish may come true,
Then everything will come into view
Or maybe it will not come true,
But if that happens,don't be blue
For maybe someone already wished on that star,
And finally figured out who they are
so don't be disappointed!

IN the end you will be grateful
and you won't be hateful,
Even if one night you don't see one
It will not be over and done,
You will see another one  day
And it will seem far away,
But if you make that star yours and only yours
Its yours to keep over the years,
it's very simple if you might see
that there is no need to plea,
soon you realize
that it is not goodbyes!

well,
morning is coming so I must go
I will never forget this though,
for every night I will throw a shooting star into the sky
just for your gorgeous eyes,
well I must retire
For I am being admired,
goodbye
my shooting star!
I quickly pulled over on a dusty berm
like there was a local fruit stand there,
or someone selling tacos out of the back of their truck.

It was a Lamar, Colorado sunset.
Atomic Tangerine to Tea Rose to Vermilion.
Colors that spiked the emptiness in my soul.
Its voices praising the joining of Earth and Sky.
The ghosts of 10,000,000 Mother Earth Souls chanting in the evening wind.
Ancient drum circles in my head,
as the, even more ancient, Father Sun sets.

What were they trying to tell me, these chants?
It is as if they spoke of loneliness that had yet to come.
Inevitable loneliness that would engulf my every sense,
rearrange my life.
But even if I had the ears to hear their prophecy,
I couldn't change the events Mother Earth and Father Sun
had already set into motion.

I wept as the Sun melted out of sight,  

Not many Tennessee sunsets later
she left, and was out of my life,
never to return.
Harrogate, TN  2013
Is there a difference between whispers and screams?
This bombastic expulsion of soul...

To ears who might listen, or eternal silence.
hearts and minds are far from control.
And for one second as I sat in the back of the car with my eyes closed
feeling the summer breeze against my face
everything was perfect, I didn't care
about a thing. I felt as if I were back when I was little
sitting in the car with just me, my dad,
and my brother, listening to Madonna singing about how DJ's should turn the record
on and what it feels like for a girl as the greenery passed
me by on the road trip to Kentucky.
I felt safe,
but this feeling wouldn't last long.
It would go away as my brother parked the car and
as we all walked into the house.
We would all go do our different things,
in different rooms and
forget about what we just did, we would forget
about each other,
and sooner or later a fight would start and end with no one winning.
As I lay in bed I hold onto that moment that the world was perfect,
and I didn't feel so alone.
Anni fa, ti ** scritto una poesia d'amore.
Occhi nebbiosa e luminoso, mi hai sorriso.
Ma negli abissi del profondo
la mia coscienza mi ha urlato.
Sa che abbiate mai svanire proprio come il resto
perché sono un casino maledetto dio.
You'll find me where the sand meets the grass.
Where the forest and the trees meet the beaches and the seas.
The mountains high and mighty and the ocean far and fierce.
One foot in sand,
gently warm and mysterious.
One foot in grass,
cool and calmly curious.
I'll wait for you there until the sun and sky collide.
When the whispers of our universe softly lay us down to sleep
and our souls fly side by side...
Hurry please because we do not have long.
You'll find me where the sand meets the grass.
 Jan 2013 Claire Trafton
Ani S
Stupid things we do…when it comes to matters of the heart,
We feel so invincible, until our illusion falls apart,
And all you’re left with is the deafening silence and memories in the dark.
Hope is already miles away…already gone too far.

You never expected it to be perfect…you just thought that he’d be there,
Not always to fight your demons, but to hold you in his arms; to let you know he cares.
But the calls remain unanswered…and a month turns into a year…
Yet you sit by waiting patiently; you rather denounce your fears.

You wouldn't tell a soul…the experiences through which you've been,
You wouldn't ask for help although your walls are caving in.
You dry your tears, fake a smile and hide the pain within,
Although things are broken, you've made a promise; you will not commit the sin.

You become a shell of yourself…and you lay there wasting away
Deluding yourself with the ******, that there will come a day,
When he finds himself, and realizes the error in his ways,
Surely he’ll come back…surely he’ll promise to stay.

Eventually, reality sets in, and you’re begging to be free,
But the lies are too intricately woven, too deep to let you leave.
All you ever had with him and all you thought you’d be,
Was never there to begin with, but so in love you were to actually see…

Through the facade, through the lies and the fake imagery,
All the things you've done for him contributes to your misery.
Every kiss and caress now a distant memory…
The truth still cast in shadows like an unsolved mystery.

Stupid things we do…when it comes to matters of the heart,
We feel so invincible, until our illusion falls apart,
And all you’re left with is the deafening silence and memories in the dark.
Hope is already miles away… it has already gone too far.
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