Lydia Cooper: Poems

Jan 2013 · 753

Mystery

Lydia Cooper Jan 2013

Mystery

Im a mystery

Youre in love with every thought of me

You imagine how I’ll say your name

Or how my breathe will feel

On your neck

Or when I run my fingers through

Your hair

You don’t care to know

My flaws

Jan 2013 · 649

For art

Lydia Cooper Jan 2013

For art

I think I’ll love you forever. I think I’ll love you even when I love someone else. And when I’m done loving them
I’ll fall on you, like a crutch that’s always been there. I think I love you to the moon back. I love you

to the end of the universe. I love you like the ocean loves the shores. Every day I love you more and

more. I love you in every fiber of my being. You are my dreams at night, you are my thoughts in the

day. I think I love you more than the desert loves the rain. I love you more than the ******* loves pain.

I love you like candy on Halloween night. I love you more than Christmas morning. I love more than

New Years Eve. You keep me going. You make more to life worth knowing. I love you like the air in my lungs.
I’ll scream for you.

Jan 2013 · 749

Lint

Lydia Cooper Jan 2013

Lint

I can’t help but cling to you like

Lint on your favorite sweater

I’m stuck.

Pick me off one by one

It’s never enough

I’d hide in every fiber just to see your smile.

Nov 2012 · 728

The Blue Vase

Lydia Cooper Nov 2012

The Blue Vase

As you ran through my house

You didn't notice you had knocked me down

Until you heard the crash.

You lied to her when she asked

And you said you didn't break me

I was in the way while you were chasing after something

That you thought was better.

But it wasn't and you never got it

And you cried as you watch her collect my peices

And I cut her hand and she cried too

But only a little.

And she glued me back together

The best that she could.

No one could really notice

Unless they got real close.

But I knew.

I could feel every crack,

Every gaping hole that you faced towards the wall

So the neighbors wouldn't see.

And years passed,

And you could never look at me the same.

Because I was broken

And you knew why.

Nov 2012 · 2.0k

The Siren

Lydia Cooper Nov 2012

The Siren

I am the siren

I shipwreck soldiers

Leaving them stranded on salty shores

I sing sweet songs that can turn a bitter heart

Into sugar.

I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders.

Nov 2012 · 867

Lonliness

Lydia Cooper Nov 2012

Lonliness

Lonliness

It’s as stifling as a cold

It makes every bone in your body

Weak.

Waking up becomes harder

Because I can sleep a little longer

And dream of you;

Falling asleep is harder

Without an arm around you.

Some say they care

And maybe they do

But they care more about whats underneath

The cotton that makes you modest

Some care but they will never tell you

Maybe you don’t seem worth it

A lost cause

A waste of words.

Oct 2012 · 1.2k

Imagination

Lydia Cooper Oct 2012

Imagination

I imagine your voice waking me up

On cold mornings.

I imagine seeing you face come hazily into focus

As the suns shines its sweet rays on our skin.

I imagine you pushing the hair from around my lips

And kissing me inhaling every scent.

I imagine feeling you smile

Embrace me;

And I smile too.

Oct 2012 · 910

Seasons

Lydia Cooper Oct 2012

Seasons

You make me feel like early winter mornings

When I refuse to get out of bed

Because it keeps me warmer than you ever will.

You remind me of hot summer nights

When I wake up from nightmares;

Cold sweat dripping down my face.

You look like springtime

They way you bloom and glow when nobody is looking.

You remind me of fall

Beautiful and fragile

Oct 2012 · 1.5k

Desire

Lydia Cooper Oct 2012

Desire

Will I ever get what I want?

Or am I doomed to drown

In my ever growing desires?

Oct 2012 · 796

The muse

Lydia Cooper Oct 2012

The muse

Oh how I wish to be a reason for

Syntax and diction.

A reason for brushstrokes

And pen marks.

I’d love to be the reason for dreams

In the days or the nights.

An inspiration, an idea.

A muse.

I want to be the reason

You pour your heart onto paper

And blush with truth.

Oct 2012 · 884

Wintertime

Lydia Cooper Oct 2012

Wintertime

The wintertime just feels like

Love.

Cold lips and fingertips

Naked. Pressed against each other

Oct 2012 · 2.4k

Distance

Lydia Cooper Oct 2012

Distance

What is distance,

But a plane ride

Or an 11 hour drive to the mountainside.

What is distance?

But miles and state lines,

And sunset and sunrise.

What is distance,

But watching loved ones come and go.

What is distance,

But something you can’t feel or touch;

You can write it and hear it.

Isn’t that good enough?

Oct 2012 · 503

The dream girl

Lydia Cooper Oct 2012

The dream girl

I’m the dream girl,

But never the reality.

I’m girl that everyone wants,

But not what is needed.

Never the first choice

Rather, the second

Or third

Or the alternate

The back up plan.

How I long to be chase, to be craved.

To truly be desire.

To be someones one and only.

God, to be someones something;

Their everything.

To be a sure thing not a maybe.

I ache to find home in a heart

And leave no space unfilled.

Oct 2012 · 1.2k

I am a sponge

Lydia Cooper Oct 2012

I am a sponge

I swallow sadness
I eat it
I study it
I feel it fully, in every corner of my bones
I soak in emotions;
I seeps into my soul
I am a sponge

Oct 2012 · 1.0k

I want you

Lydia Cooper Oct 2012

I want you

I want you.

Like the dessert wants the sun;

Like the ocean craves the rain.

You’ve swam here more than once.

Though nowhere near my soul,

You swim.

Yet mystery grows and grows

Like algae in a river.

The surface so easily understood;

But the depth is black and dark and rarely seen.

“Let it swallow you”

Oct 2012 · 1.2k

Nature

Lydia Cooper Oct 2012

Nature

The painters live by the seasons,
measuring tints and hues
In every birth and every death in every leaf
And the poets live by the weather
Soaking their words in sorrow or temporary bliss
At the slightest shift in
Nature

— The End —