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Kitty Prr Dec 2013
Poem a day, day 9*

Waiting on my lover
Ready and waiting
Been ready for ages
Ready and willing

What a joy it will be
To finally give myself
Over to my lover's arms.
Surrender to each other.

But the ache in this wait,
The longing,
The needing.
How long now lover?

When I need to show you my love
And you're not there.
When I want to wrap my arms around you
But you're not here.

And all these needs and desires
Are held inside
With nowhere to go
Building up pressure

The release valve seems
So inadequate
Just enough
But not quite right

Waiting for my lover
Waiting because
There is no-one else
Worth waiting for
Kitty Prr Dec 2013
Poem a day, day 8*

Pressure creates urgency
It can evoke action
Or cause immobility

I wait til the edge
Of my deadline
And make myself do it

Sometimes it flows naturally
Forcing me to stop second guessing
Then there's today

Late for bed
Keeping others up in our bedsit
Waiting... Blank

**** pressure
Can't focus
What am I doing?
This is my poem for yesterday.  I did write it yesterday, just didn't have to to put it online.
Kitty Prr Dec 2013
Poem a day, day 7*

Stumbling around
Trying to find my way
In a sea of sound
And a foggy haze

In the blur of life
As it rushes by
My mind is rife
With thoughts of why

How, when, where
Quickly follow
And my mind I fear
Is too clogged to know

Clarity is required
I know this is so
And if it could be hired
That route I would go

Shine a light
And clear my haze
Set me right
Before my mind strays

A hundred thoughts at once
From a dozen different 'me's
And I can't hold onto one
I don't know where they lead

One at a time please
One voice, one idea
I beg upon my knees
I need one thought that's clear

Try to make it interesting
It'll need to hold my attention
Being clear but boring
Is not my intention
Kitty Prr Dec 2013
Poem a day, day 6*

I need to cut my toenails
I need to wash some clothes
I need to do some dishes
I barely blow my nose.

I need to get more sleep
I need to exercise
I need to find time for me
I need to close my eyes.

How do I make it work?
Sleep more
Exercise more
Do less
Do more

I have to MAKE myself do things
So life's not just eat, sleep, work
Sure I might have some time
But sleep is all that comes to mind.

Don't burn the candle at both ends.
Don't over do it.
Take some time to look after yourself.
But live life to the fullest?

Make sure you're healthy and exercise.
Have a hobby for balance.
Don't pack your days morning to night
It's not good to always be busy.
Kitty Prr Dec 2013
Poem a day, day 5*

Crap day
Crap day
Crap day

Crying stings my eyes
Even that's not going right for me today

Yesterday I breathed
And wondered if that's enough.
Today I breathed
And could almost wish I hadn't

**** today.

Wouldn't have minded a **** today actually
Another thing that didn't go my way
Thanks for pointing that out.

Now could just do with a hug
And some decadent food
Yip great coping mechanism, I don't care.

I will probably care tomorrow.

Oh well, today is crap
I will ignore consequences
And tomorrow will look after itself
Pretty much stream of consciousness, don't have the energy for anything else.
Kitty Prr Dec 2013
Poem a day, day 4*

Falling is just like flying
Until you hit the ground.
Hit rock bottom.
Maybe that's why they call it falling in love.

Feels like flying
Or a bit like dying.
Stomach in your throat
At the sudden drop.

Exiting and scary
Where is this going
Am I soaring
Or am I crashing?

Spinning around.
Which way's up,
Which way's down?
Don't let me hit the ground.

In his arms,
Is he my superman?
Will he catch me as I fall
And keep me from harm?

It's out of my control now
I fell without warning.
Surrender to the trip, wow
Sensations overwhelm me.
Kitty Prr Dec 2013
Poem a day, day 3*

Days disappear
So much done
So little done

No time to get things done.
But is this all life is?
Managing day by day?

Making ends meet.
Getting through the day.
Any day above ground is a good day.

Is that all there is?
I breathed today
Is that enough?

I was planning on living life
But then
Life got in the way.

Years disappear.
Treading water
Is our norm

In 365 days
We find a handful
Of memories.

What are the gaps for?
Work, housework,
Existing.

I got through today.
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