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 Apr 2015 Kelsey Rose
Chaos
I do not pretend to think
That I could attract the attentions
Of such a man as whom could love me
I do not pretend to know
That such a man could exist
As to see right through to my soul
I do not pretend to believe
That I could ever be happy
For I am destined for loneliness
I do not pretend at all
To be one of the lucky women
To gain the attentions of a gentleman
For I do not believe one exists
And I do not believe that if he did
He would ever, ever choose me
 Apr 2015 Kelsey Rose
Carolin
His skin is soft as
pearls resting on a
clams tongue deep
on the oceans floor.
Waiting for the day
that they will reach
and kiss the shore.
Waiting for the day
that they'll see the
sun ~
 Nov 2014 Kelsey Rose
Shanijua
The clock strikes 3:30 and the pit behind the school opens.
We feast on the smell of burning skin and sunscreen.
There is chaos as instruments are strewn across the back room,
No exits and the doors are blocked.
My eyes slide past his but I'm too burned out to care.
Freshmen are the worst,
Insisting on acting as if
They are four year olds.
Not a second late, for Whit is never late.
I have lost feeling in my legs
Still I have perfect
Technique just as he does. Water.
Water does not have an existence in this world.
Heat and sun have taken over.
Our tuba players have given up,
There they lay down in the burning
Grass. He never complains.
As I'm close to my breaking point,
Air no longer passes my
Lips and not one note escapes my keys.
The perfect string of notes and rhythm
Sound from my left. He never missed
A note.
March it back,
March it back,
March it back sixteen counts.
An endless routine.
Opening set.
These single words are bitter sweet.
In ten minutes I am free to go home
And write poetry about him.
 Nov 2014 Kelsey Rose
Remus
I have little to say in new environments.
I tend to act shy and forget how to form words.
So when I had to go to marching practice and was
surrounded by people I didn't know
I suffered.

Was it not obvious that I was flustered when I fell
five times in thirty minutes?
Maybe it wasn't obvious how I kept repeating the
same thing over and over again,
hoping people would stop staring.

But instead of caring you walked straight up to me
and made me look like a fool in front of
everyone.
"**** in, you're stomach is showing!" You exclaimed
before poking me with a drumstick and catching me off guard.
It hurt and my torso bent and all the upper classmen
laughed at me.

So thank you for embarrassing me, it will not be forgotten.
It won't be forgotten like the time you insulted me
in the seventh grade and I 'accepted' your apology.

But what do I know?
I'm just a kid and you're a
band director
 Nov 2014 Kelsey Rose
201
the kind of girl who craves
falling leaves
and coffee shop loves
with the soft plucks of a guitar
and the vague taste of tobacco
on his tongue
Your presence, warms me.
Your hands, they form me.
If I catch your sight,
I may stare forever.
If I held you close,
I may let go never.
The god in me
sees the god in you.
Sees the way you shine,
so divine and true.
Sees what you can be,
and what you can do.
Which is anything
you set your mind to.
When I feel you, I feel love.
A love that takes me high above.
A love that's limitless and free.
A love I know was meant to be.
We are wild and flying high.
& We don't even have to try.
All the world is in our hands.
All the world is in our plans.
We are beauty and inspiration,
We have the power to heal the nation.
Through song and smile,
& Error by trial,
We have enough juice
to travel the miles.
To anywhere we need to be,
To find our bliss and harmony.
This energy we have inside,
will never age and never die.
My love for you deepens with time.
Since birthed that sparkle in my eyes.
The flame of you
is hot and bright.
It feels so good,
it feels so right.
It floods my heart
with so much light.
you are the moon
to my dark night.

— The End —