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Behind You    If you're easily triggered, be careful reading my poems. COPYRIGHTS- All rights reserved on all works posted by Rita C. Don't regret the things that …
The Quiet Poet
I try to convince my shadow that I am someone worth following

Poems

JAC Jul 2017
Eyes open
                             Mild panic
                   Look around
(Quiet)
Realize              
            Pause
   Process
                            (Quiet)    
(Quiet)      ­      
       (Quiet)
Glow-in-the-dark stars                                  
                                      None to speak of
(Quiet)          
        (Quiet)
                        ­   (Quiet)
        Conclude
Roll out of bed              
                                           Careful not to wake you
(Quiet)
Locate shirt                  
        Pull on jeans
                                (Quiet)
Still dark            
     You like dark
                                                (Quiet)
  ­             Phone
   Keys
Wallet        
Headphones          
(Quiet)                                                      
Stand            
                Hand on door
Wait                        
Look          
       Still asleep
                 (Quiet)
Paper from your notebook                        
                                  Pen from nightstand
Calligraphy pen
           Didn't know that
(Quiet)                  
                  You wrote down a dream last night
                                       "Dreamed I was safe, happy, in love"
Says sleepy cursive                                      
                     (Quiet)
          (Quiet)
(Quiet)  
Write below                    
                       "So did I"
              (Quiet)
Back to door          
                      Don't look back
Don't look back                
              Don't look back
(Quiet)                
                                   Look back
           (Quiet)      
                      (Quiet)
(Quiet)        ­
            Open door
                  Escape                        
           ­  (Quiet)
                          Through your hall
(Quiet)  
Messy kitchen        
Don't remember seeing this                                      
                 Must have been dark
(Quiet)                      
Shoes must have been kicked off
                                                     Found them
                                       Close front door
                   Still dark outside
(Quiet)            
(Quiet)                          ­  
        (Quiet)
Too early for train                          
                   Too far to walk
(Quiet)              
   (Quiet)
(Quiet)                              
Smile guiltily        
               (Quiet)
       (Quiet)
*(Quiet).
Essentially a continuation of the previous poem,
"An Appalling Lack of Glow-in-the-Dark Stars".
Sharde' Fultz  Aug 2018
Quiet
Sharde' Fultz Aug 2018
Quiet crickets.

Quiet light of moon

Quiet cars along the road
--Go'n be home soon

Quiet AC on too late
Quiet humming charger in the outlet
Quiet bathroom 'cross the hall, water dripping from the faucet

Quiet floors while set'ling in
You're too old for all that whinin'
Quiet creatures awake before the sun
The signals when it's shinin'

Quiet indistinguishable shadow still yet so foreboding
Oh, you're just a pile of clothes that I never got to folding

Quiet drafty window singing with such vigor and such soul
Catch a chill from that night air
Might catch a runny nose

Quiet thoughts-that handsome stranger, worries, deadlines, dreams, 'n stuff
Quiet bedtime playlist streaming
Clearly you were'nt good enough

Quiet poem bursting from me my
Admonition of defeat

quiet quiet.

too much quiet-

quiet, would you let me sleep?

2:46am 8.30.18