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Marissa Kohlman May 2016
Alluring maiden
Skirts of green foam flash and twirl
Her song draws me in
Arms of sweet salt embrace me
Silken promises whispered
Originally published on May 6, 2013 on the Helium website in the "Tanka About the Sea" competition.
Marissa Kohlman Sep 2015
My palms are getting sweaty
My heart begins to pound
I’m running down the hallway
Strange faces all around
In my hand’s a crumpled schedule
I can’t read it anyway
Where is that freaking classroom?!
The final is today!!
Another recurring dream of mine.  I graduated from college in 2004 and still have nightmares about missing tests or losing my class schedule!  This is the final poem in my "What Dreams May Come" writing challenge.  Thank you to all who participated!
Marissa Kohlman Sep 2015
I stare at you
Through a small tear between dreams
and reality.

So this is where you were hiding all this time.

Immortal, after all.
You can never die when you live on in our dreams and hearts.  This is poem 9 in my "What Dreams May Come" poetry challenge to write 10 poems in 14 days based on the dreams of the night before.
Marissa Kohlman Sep 2015
I step in the shower,
You follow me in.

Clear water
Ivory skin
Blue tiles
Ebony sin

Hmm, no one is watching,
Let's do it again....
Poem 8 in my "What Dreams May Come" poetry challenge to write 10 poems in 14 days based on the dreams of the night before.
Marissa Kohlman Sep 2015
I walked past the shop and felt eyes watching me.
I stopped in my tracks and thought, “Can it be?”
From the wall hung a tiny man made of straw
With black beads for eyes and a gaping maw.
He looked at me, and I looked at him,
And without even meaning to, I stepped on in.
The shop owner saw me.  “You like him, eh?”
My head moved up and down, but my brain screamed, “No way!”
The straw man was packaged in a brown, paper bag.
I pulled out my wallet and then I paid.
I was handed my purchase and was told, “Good day.”
And I swear my bag chuckled as I walked away.
Poem 7 in my "What Dreams May Come" poetry challenge to write 10 poems in 14 days based off of the dreams of the night before.  Please feel free to join in!
Marissa Kohlman Sep 2015
She was named after the sea
And her eyes were the color of waves crashing on a stormy day.

And yet,
There she was...

Landlocked.
Poem 6 in my "What Dreams May Come" poetry challenge to write 10 poems in 14 days based on the dreams of the night before.  I have a recurring dream about owning a home beside the ocean.  Perhaps one day....
Marissa Kohlman Aug 2015
Black convertible
Top down
Starry sky above.

Where am I going?
Where have I been?

The answer is one and the same:
My love.
Poem 5 in my "What Dreams May Come" poetry challenge to write 10 poems in 14 days based on last night's dreams.  If you are interested in joining, please visit my profile for more details!
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