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Helen Oct 2013
Every day, the cracks in the sidewalk
draw my gaze, because, not because
I'm afraid of stepping on them
but because I'm afraid of tripping
The cracks themselves, in terms
of wishes don't bother me
I won't ever break my Mummas back
It's how they seem to raise above
the norm of a flat surface to navigate
Trying to make this idiotic body
fall, just sprawl lifelessly, is the crack
But I am born of more studiousness
I don't want to look up from pavement
into laughing faces, amidst concern
gasping with feigned indifference
I want to fill each crack with perfection
from my heel, from my fingertips, clawing
away the empty earth that filters between
and settles, hidden beneath crust and dirt
I want to open the crack to study it's girth
to reveal what it hides, unseen
If there are worlds yet undiscovered
they are hiding in the cracks of the
Sidewalk of Life
Stumbled upon by one who wants to dig
and get their hands *****, on their knees
because they fell, laughing on the way down
Helen Oct 2013
Want to walk with me?
We can talk, or not
Helen Oct 2013
she hears every word
as music
and every emotion
is a dance
her laughter
is a spring breeze
on a hot day
there are no
obstacles in life
every blocked path
is a chance

to see what's on the other side

tears are releasing fears
dripping like diamonds
from sapphire eyes
she scoops them up
and tucks them into
her pocket
because her locket
is full
of her heart
she sees no negativity
just a clearer sunset
as her eyes dry

her poetry, childishly written
pours from an old soul
it speaks of beauty
and emotion
Jealousy, Friendships
Love and Unhappiness
Joy, Comfort
and a sense of Home

she'll always skips
instead of walking
because
"It's a funner way
to get from B to A"

she'll twirl in circles
if she's been standing still
too long
because
"It's boring standing still
all day"


When she is smiling
I know all is right
in her world
When she cries
it's heartbreaking
But she knows
she knows
she can line her pockets
full of diamonds
and open her locket
to find a Pearl
She's 10 :)
Helen Oct 2013
Silent treatment
to silent screams
Pick a song
for me to interpret
and I'll play the game
but all the same
I'd prefer your mouth to open
and your words to spill out
from the hidden closet
where you hang your armour
Open up your armoire
and take your big boy ******* out
I don't usually allow
just anyone
to punish me, literally
but in the silence
the whip falls sharp
my silent screams
blend with the violin and harp
symphonicaly, it's a tragedy
emotionally it's a travesty
Physically a diversion
down the same old road
Ya are whatcha ya are
it's nice to know
Helen Oct 2013
Hi this is Helen. I can’t get to the phone right now
because, well, I think I’ve finally found sleep!
So leave me your name, your message is important to me.
Just wait for the beep

…………

Hi, it’s Darcy…. Ummm I’m sorry I had to cut and run
but, you see, I’m nearly 16 and well Mum…
I’ve got to go there is a big bad world out there
to explore. Mum, I love you more

…………

Hi, baby girl, it’s your Daddy and I’m really sorry
that I have to tell you over the phone that I’m
not going to be here in six months, you know,
the cancer, well it’s grown but that’s enough
about me. What beautiful sights in the world today
did you see? I love you

…………

Hi Helen, I’m sorry I missed your birthday yesterday
And being your best friend and all I should have been
there, but well, you see, there’s this guy and he’s
super special and if I’m not around him I know I’ll
just die, what do you think of me with him, what
should I do?…. Oh, Happy Birthday, I love you

…………

Helen, this is God and I’m umm, really sorry I
haven’t been around much to make you smile
I haven’t been ignoring you but admit it… You
haven’t talked to me in a while… What I’m trying
to say is that if you just give in and take the bitter
pill I’m trying to make you swallow then we could
maybe start again. Hey! I’ll just ring you tomorrow

…………

Talk to the face!

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another oldie... sometimes I find that some event in my life will trigger me to look up one of my old poems to re post...
Helen Oct 2013
into mastering
a Stallion
and then
when they lasted
more than 8 seconds
issued an invitation
to gentle a Mare
Helen Oct 2013
Forget yesterday!

It's tomorrow
in Australia

*it's another beautiful day
I can personally guarantee it :)
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