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Elizabeth Novak Jan 2016
Voices blurring
Secrets passing
Dripping through
the coffee filters.
Pooling in
heatproof glass.
Relationships being built
strengthened
raising to new levels
like steam on hot milk.
Stories woven
like the skilled baristas.
Not missing a beat,
not spilling a drop.
Elizabeth Novak Nov 2015
Waiting at an auto place
Mourning the decline of the horse
as good a ride as any
except if they went lame.
Elizabeth Novak Nov 2015
An artist’s greatest gift
is solitude they say,
but I see nothing springing forth
from these lonely hands of mine...

nothing but a longing for you.
A longing void that no fancy words
can fill...
Elizabeth Novak Nov 2015
And so it had begun
that frightful flutter in my heart
I had long dreaded it
feeling the responsibility to great.
Feeling myself not ready
no more was I now.
To take another human’s heart
in your hands
and freely give them yours?
Madness, sheer insanity.
"Do not awaken love until she please."
wasn’t that in the bible somewhere?
To late now to wait for
loves delicate advances.
full blazing passion was in my vains now.
I couldn’t stop the race of it to my heart
even if I wanted to
Madness, sheer insanity.
Was just playing around with this one, it doesn't have any personal meaning. So kind of like a fiction poem. It's not even that good.
Elizabeth Novak Nov 2015
Sometimes the inadequacy
is so overwhelming, it just consumes you
and at 1 am you’re curled up in a ball
crying your heart out
wishing this was eternity already
that in all this pain and sorrow
you could just find some light..
An inner strength
a belief in yourself
but more often then not
all you can hear are the voices in your head
running through the list of
stupid things you did
and said the day before.
And you wish you could just
shut it all out
and fall asleep for a few
precious hours of silence.
Elizabeth Novak Nov 2015
Looking at the world
through sunglasses,
the brown tint of a polaroid photo.
I hear nothing but
the wind in my ear creating white noise,
blocking everything else out.
Elizabeth Novak Nov 2015
Sometimes God let’s you go through hard situations
to let you see a sign
of his power
his love
him.
Like he hardened pharaoh’s heart
working through a stuttering man
he let his glory shine through.
Like he brought Naomi back in mourning
to start a lineage in Ruth
of mighty kings of God.
Like he sacrificed his Son for all
to cross the separation of sin to make a way.
Sometimes God let’s you go through hard situations
to create in you a fire
a desire welling up
reaching out
for him.
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