"shrived" poems
I listened for an error but could not find
Anything to tell me that you'd erred.
The human voices were left behind
Among the dead, the long interred.
I wondered at the worry of a bard,
Whose penchant for making mosaics
Of dead and living shards,
Might wax a bit prosaic.
But 'tis nothing too commonplace for me!
I live in such a new land.
And look back where my roots might be,
Standing on a sunlit strand
And strain my eyes for thee.
And my ancestors who, distant, pass,
Clouded with poetry and pride.
The latter mean nothing, not even my last,
Grandparents who came here and tried.
Shoemakers, firemen and their wives,
Learned to dwell in a sprawling place.
But huddled like old Celts, converted, shrived,
As Saxon fires round them paced.
But all of that ended or so we thought,
One April day on a Lexington span,
Declared was freedom and dearly bought,
And a ****** new history began.
August 7, 2012
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 1:54 PM UTC
You blossomed like a rose
Then your petals shrived
Because nobody knows
The pain you have handled
Quick and tidy
Their requests are quite tiring
The emotions you're hiding
The levels can be quite frightening
A quick breath of mild air
You feel you're on the road to nowhere
A sharp second of a cold glare
You feel you're stuck in the same dark layer
Tomorrow you'll wake
To fight another day
Among those who are a storm
To the end, you'll find your way
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 5:58 PM UTC
I’m merely a wallflower
Deprived of sunlight
Breathing the same air
In the same room
longing to belong somewhere
Anywhere but here
What’s the point in pulling me from my roots
When they’re buried too deep
And are far too frail
For only I can aid my bloom
You told me to get some rest
I promised you.
But I can’t sleep whilst I'm afraid to exist
Dreams just give me false hope
But please don't let me sit through this winter alone
And at the end of the night
As you held the weight of my body
You asked me,
Is it repetitive? How you live?
And you watched
as the timid flower shrived in your hands
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 12:17 PM UTC
Smoke poured from her mouth
Who's to say it would **** her
They all told her that her body would collapse
But her liver was still in place
And all the drinking bottles had been smashed
When they continuously landed to point
At him
Perhaps it would have worked better
If a few others had decided to join their game
Death was poised between her finger tips
Funny how that action sounds like poison
Maybe that is why she let them meet
Her nails weren't yellow
Her art teacher had always warned her
Of the color it would make when mixed
With black
So she'd add it with purple to darken
The mixture she felt the need to create
Tar dripped from her lips
No one ever warned her that ink
Wouldn't be the thing to calm her down
English majors liked to look
At her through wire rimmed glass
And see that with every drop
Paper shrived
But she couldn't flatten any of it out
So she'd let it fall onto the edges
Which were always smooth
But what else was sharp enough
To **** her
Flames rose in her pupils
She always wondered what they saw
When her eyes lit up at the
Sight of a "yet to be soothed"
Fire
Mirrors didn't hold enough reflection
For her to see all the ways
The blue and orange turned to white
When it hit her green iris
But not the other
No one is perfect enough to be that dead
Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
I shrived to stay uninformed
I took care to be left out of the loop
I purposely turned a deaf ear
But you had to go and drag me in
You just have to give me that face
Then you even cried
I love you to bits a pieces
But I hate that you've done this to me
You've put me in the middle
Of somewhere I don't belong
You've told me things
That didn't want to know
You've pushed your burden onto me
Without consideration of my feelings
I get that you were upset
But why did it have to be me?
I liked my ignorance
I savored my bliss
I've kept it for **** near 18 years
And you took it away in a matter of minutes
You stole my ignorance in an emotional flurry
as soon as this blows over
I'll have my ignorance
As well as bliss
Back
I'll once again be uninformed
Out of the loop
And have deaf ear
Please don't stir up more drama
Or at the very least don't drag me it
With those big eyes
That say "Please? I need you."
Like I said
I love you to bits and pieces
But I really do like my ignorance
And savor my bliss
Jun 21, 2016
Jun 21, 2016 at 12:02 PM UTC