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 Jun 2014 James Ellis
Leila
I can't find light in the darkness
Your smile seemed so harmless
But nothing in existence could satisfy
And no kind of persistence can pacify
This battle of hearts won't be won
You and I will never be one
Your soul must have stopped being
Maybe your eyes have stopped seeing
You asked for my trust and then betrayed it
Like you were making some kind of statement
Now there's no right thing to say
This is child's play
And I am finished
Any chance once had now diminished
So so long and good riddance
 Jun 2014 James Ellis
Tallulah
Lately poetry has been
scraped off my consciousness
and smeared across the page
like a three year old
playing with watercolors
forcing shades together
that were never meant to be blended
in hopes of seeing some pattern
or understanding
in the blind expression
 Jun 2014 James Ellis
Emma Katka
learning to hold the hand
of all my darkness
i am not afraid to feel pain
i am not afraid to lose light.
after all,
the sun always rises
with every mourning
 May 2014 James Ellis
Marian
I Hope She Heard
That Little Tiny Word
I Uttered On The Breeze
"I Love You"
Because I Know With All My Heart
That Is It Is Very True

I Can Only Hope
She Has A Goodnight
And Gets Even A Little Bit Of Rest
Oh, Mother Dear, If Only
There Was Something I Could Say...
Something I Could Do

*~Marian~
Written For My Dearest, Most Sweetest Mom In The World...
Her Name Is Hilda!! :) ~~~<3
She Is On HP But Cannot Get Online Much At All
Because She Is Trying To Help My Aunt Joy
Who Is Very Frail & Delicate...(Aunt Joy Weighs
Only About 49 Pounds)!!!
Right Now As I Am Typing This She Is Spending
The Night With My Aunt...I Can Only Hope
She Gets Even A Little Bit Of Sleep!!! ~~~<3
I Love My Mom Dearly!! :) ~~~<3
By The Way, The First Stanza Of This Poem Was Inspired
By A Conversation I Had With My Mom On The Phone
A Few Minutes Ago...I Believe My Mom Hung Up Before
She Heard Me Say "I Love You"...But She Knows I Love Her!! :) ~~~<3
Maybe In The Morning When She Comes Home I Can Remember
To Read This Poem To Her!! :) ~~~<3
Sorry For Making This So Long, But I Really Needed To Write This!! ~~<3
I Hope You All Understand!! :) ~~~<3
So, Please Enjoy This Poem!! :) ~~~<3
If I were a painter
You would ask me to paint you a story
Telling the world of how incandescent life can be
Using that time we ran through the sprinklers at a park
Glistening in the moonlight at one in the morning
As inspiration

If I were a musician
I would compose a new song
To act as the soundtrack
To the time we sat at the top of the hill
Saying our goodbyes
With only our foreheads pressed together
Like praying hands

If I were an architect
I would build a space for us
So that you could always come back
To something that reminds you of me.
You could keep your knick knacks here
To help fill the house of your smell
For me to visit while you're away.

If I were an astronomer
I would make you a constellation
To help you find your bearings
Whenever you feel out of place.

If I were anything else
Anything with more talent
Would I still mean such little to you?
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