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Sophie May 2015
You can be like*  Haiku  while--
everyone else is rhyming with


*Senryu.
shelly May 2015
fly
i want to fly through the air
and swing from vines
or touch the sky
but i am simply stuck
on this tiny earth
hoping for something
extraordinary
i am having a terribly bad day so i'll probably poem spam
Robert Varblow Apr 2015
That feeling that everything
is extraordinary. Looking
up into the ceiling and
seeing straight through
and up at the stars.
Thomas EG Apr 2015
Contradictory feelings...
The buzz is insane.
Squealing with excitement,
Although I feel ill.
You are extraordinary...
I want a closer look
I wish for better luck.
Come here, darling.
You don't have to
Hold your tongue...
I can busy it otherwise,
If you'd prefer.
I know I would.
We are so close
In distance,
But not quite there yet
Emotionally.
If I reached out to you,
Would you take my hand?
Take my hand,
Until you understand...
This is more of a draft than anything, I just felt like publishing it!
Jessica Kolb Feb 2015
When I look up into the night sky,
I feel a sense of longing.
When I gaze up into the heavens,
I feel something deep, down within my soul.
I feel as if I've once soared through the universe.
I feel as if I've seen the distant explosions of color
and sprinkled stardust beyond our horizon.
I feel as if I've seen the far-off galaxies
and mysterious worlds.
It all seems so familiar
and maybe it's the ancient wisdom
tucked down in our DNA that knows its point of origin.
Our very atoms were once a part of something
much larger than we can imagine.
Our souls are made of glittery stardust
and maybe that's why we always
find ourselves looking up into
the great unknown.
We are bright stars. We are more important than we realize.
Ordinary people find each other.
For extraordinary people, it’s much harder.
Thanks Mom. I needed it.
Iris Nyx Dec 2014
For a silly moment
I felt like it was truly
real
I was happy

In this doltish second
everything had stopped
because
I was afraid

For the next moments too
my mouth was a fountain
of truth
and nobody

Not an eye in the stage
could hear
the golden candor
or see the hands of open scars

They shied away from
my literal thoughts
and my honest heart
because they really don't understand

That's alright
It's okay
I could never in a billion eons expect
for anyone

With a PhD in love
or friendship
or psychology
or the human mind

to understand in even the slightest
form
So I am sorry for spurting
Sincerity that you were not

prepared for
I'm truly sorry that I let you love
a person who will forever be
all alone
Ann M Johnson Nov 2014
Just an ordinary day
   doing things in an ordinary way
              tell you came along
                     Now I feel like singing a song
                        You made my otherwise ordinary day
                            Extraordinary in everyway
I dedicate this poem to my friends both near and on Hello Poetry
Who with their words and messages and presence make an otherwise
ordinary day an Extraordinary day.
Mikaila Oct 2014
I'd sit with you every night
And gaze silent at the moon
The moon whose fingertips trace your jaw
And your lips and your cheeks
With light, with silver.
I would sit beside you
And hold your hand
And feel your heartbeat change me through the silk of your skin
And try to stay with you
As I always do
As a Universe of love races through my veins
And lifts my bones from the inside out
And breathes me in and up as if the stars
Would consume me
Would own me
Would gather in my chest and all burst at once
Into flame,
I
Would sit completely quiet and still
As I felt the black sky, like an ocean, close above my head
And rock me into dreams of your clear eyes
And saturate my skin with days and years.
You should know that I
Would follow that elusive path the moon tosses on the waves
Satin and diamond given breath
Given life
To lead me home to where you are.
I would kneel before the pale face of the moon
And cup my hands full of soft white light
And sing your name to the wild sea
And listen to it crash its echo back,
Over and over forever.
And it would shape lands. It would swallow the earth,
Searching, asking for you,
Like the waves that never give up their grasping for the shore
Leave glittering drops in offering, in worship,
In a promise that they will always return, pulled by the distant light of a love so powerful
It can tame even the savagery of the sea-
Even the very thundering surf which can twist great ships into splinters with its passion
And pull the strongest souls to the center of the earth
With a simple sigh.
This vast, fierce, brutal titan
Bows to tenderness. To light. To
Love
Of you.
And I would follow you
To the blackest edge of the sea
Where the darkness of depth is so complete that it becomes the spread of the night sky...

And I would sit with you on the hood of your car, looking at the moon
And hold your hand.
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