"askes" poems
the cuts on my arms
no one asks
because no one sees
because no one wants to see
the bruises on my legs
no one askes
because no one sees
because no one wants to see
the red stains of fallen tears on my cheeks
no one asks
because no one sees
because no one wants to see
They want to see cat scratches
They want to believe I fell
They want my lies
They want to see a fake smile
They want to hear a fake truth
They want a fake girl
Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 7:35 PM UTC
Princess mononoke
Stands there
In deep though
Contemplation
As she asks her self
"what's my next move"
Or
"What to do to
Save the forest God."
As she askes these questions
She comes up with
"fight"
Why
Do
you
fight??!!
Aug 31, 2019
Aug 31, 2019 at 6:40 AM UTC
First day of school,
The day kids come back from a long summer break.
I didn't know anyone,
No one knew me.
New kid to the school,
Shy boy, that's what I am.
Sitting in class,
Avoiding eye contact and speech with everyone.
She then came with her friends,
Beautiful red hair,
Big brown eyes,
Snow white skin.
I wanted her to be mine.
She askes for my name,
I, lost in thought, didn't respond.
She askes again,
Surprised she was talking to me,
I respond quietly my name.
"Tenaj. Tenaj Taylor."
She compliments me on my clothing and my name.
Her friends talking to me,
Not responding to them,
Lost in the gaze of her eyes.
Words, compliments, stuck on the tip of my tounge.
Couldn't get them out.
Staring at her creepily.
She had me the first day.
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 10:52 AM UTC
Clueless, Restless, but then the Moon Speaks!
can you see clouds at night, askes the moon,
my train, my assemblage of word worshippers,
who ask me by the thousand for clearer answers,
“one if by day, two if by night” is my evere’d reply,
bereft of confidences, steps unsteadied, full of distemper,
shaky uncertain, so answer all, once more, but only with
difficulty am I understood, for the simplicity so so great!
*the moon comes to you nightly, never! never are you ignored,
your lost alone words always well heard, we are two together,
we are all* two, if by night, my lune bright, ours, your answer!
Together Nightly, Are We Not Poets of the Way?
May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 9:43 AM UTC
I only see him once a year
This day.
And he askes me why
Why not any other day?
"Because it's Halloween,
Silly".
He laughs and we fall
For each other.
But the next day, we pick
Up the pieces of our self
And live life like complete
Strangers.
But this year was different
He pulled me onto the floor
And got me to dance.
It was loud but it felt so
In-place
We pretended it was new years
And kissed at 12.
Then took a long walk and watched
the leaves fall like snow falls
On Christmas eve.
It was all so perfect.
Well almost.
Until he asked me my name.
"Laura," I said.
I lied and he didn't realize
He told me how beautiful it was
And how he'd call me tomorrow.
But I was afraid.
Because it was Halloween.
It was the only time of the year
I didn't have to feel guilty to
Be someone else.
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 2:56 AM UTC
At the tunnel’s end,
I see the snow country.
Heavy bough bends
Then breaks abruptly.
January’s Sakura,
Stands in the court yard.
Sweet scent drifting,
To Honden’s guard.
Fourteen is Izu’s dancer.
Singing in Shinto’s garden.
Leaving a heart without answer,
For she askes of beauties olden.
Awake to snow’s calling
I hear the petals falling
The flower at midnight
Yet asleep
Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 2:32 AM UTC