Liz Anne

Liz Anne Mar 2012

I'm missing the heart beat
Of someone tonight
But he's long gone now

I'm wishing I fell asleep
On his shoulder
And he never knew

I'm hoping I'll find that
Simple feeling again
Even if I have to wait

I'm breaking, or very nearly so
Because I know someone else
Is missing me

He's missing my smile
And the love I couldn't give
But I'm longer gone

And he'll never know
I'm longer gone now
Than I've ever been

Liz Anne Mar 2012

The Fourth Man I Met

Overlooking the edge of the bay
On the near side of the tourist shops
I walked past the sighs of three men
The first sat crouched without life in his eyes
I gave him grief and I suppose
That must have been all he'd ever had
A few steps away sat the next man
With a simple sign "Please." was all he begged of me
For him I gave sorrow but I'm afraid nothing more
The third was shameless but held an honest sign
"Why lie? The money's for beer."
I parted with pity for him after all what else could I give?
As I walked on I came across a fourth man
His sign matched his face, both said "Smile"
And that's what he gave me

Liz Anne Mar 2012

Pull of the Tide

Why is it on the edge
of sleep that I most
feel the currents pull?

All my worries are grown
and strong when the last
peaceful moment comes along.

My bones worn rough with
sand often shake and my
heart made all the more raw.

Where are the gentle tides
when my soul wants to take
to the depths and fly?

Somewhere a boat must be
pulling into the harbor for
a girl singing a sailor's song.

For now my beach is just
the sand the water and me
watching storms cross the sea.

How is it so easy for the fickle
ocean to draw wishes and woes
only to throw them back?

Liz Anne Mar 2012

A Little Tiff

Of late I've begun to see you're not quite who I thought you were
Perhaps you were cynical and more than a bit neurotic but I still thought you knew
The little secrets to life and love I had long since survived
The things you've said should have made me furious but all its done is help me realize
You are just as tainted by naivete and apathy as by the pretension I mistook for wisdom
My friend you upset me but you'll have to work much harder to make me hate you
And I care as I always have but if you'd like my trust and my friendship back
You'll have to work a whole lot harder than that

Liz Anne Mar 2012

Brave & Mean

It’s not about you and it never was.
You are the ring of wax the candle left behind
When I switched to China rain incense.
Your words were a kind melody
I once danced to; now I smile.
Kindness is a virtue best appreciated
By the receiver and I am tired of giving.
Love is the thought that won't cut my mind
Or mend my fractured soul.
I do not mind having a splintered past
But I'd much rather be alone than mean.
And I would be mean, love without peace,
Leave me with my braids and beads,
All those fraying leather seams.
Bet you couldn't see my melancholy
I bet you think I'm lying, you think I'm scared.
You think you know me, sorry,
Not even that is true.
The girl you met could've been ensnared
She lit candles and didn't care.
Wax only burns the moment it touches skin
Flame can't last longer than the wick.
There's a spirit inside me now and she,
I, am very brave if sometimes icy.
So leave the ones you won't know
Forget the ones you don't know.
No person is what they seem
Or who they seem to love.
Not all wise men prosper
Nor is all bravery kind.
Perhaps the wisest
The bravest thing
For me to do
Is to be sour
Is to be mean.

Liz Anne Mar 2012

Do The Same

I bet you can't see
All the things I tried to be
You might think
We are the same
But I've known more struggles
Than have been my own
Including yours
So please remember
When I am not around
Perhaps there is
Someone out there
Who needs me
More than you do
And I promise
I will try to
Do the same

Liz Anne Feb 2012

Claim Your Insufficiencies Here!

Welcome one and all to baggage claim
Whether you are here for the first time
Or struggling with the last
It is clear your insecurities did not fit in the overhead bin
That half stick of deodorant your self-deprivation would not let you leave behind
And the little bag of "just in case" paranoia won't let you escape
Are all here nestled between your socks
And if you don't see them here take it as a threat
You'll have another case waiting for you at the gate
So enjoy your time, don't spare a dime
In a little while we'll all be here once again
Please don't bother checking in