"shyed" poems
Friends, family, foes, and those of woe,
I invite you to dance this delicate tango with me,
right on the line of reality and fantasy.
It is here, that,
I invite you to the mad tea party.
Now, let us get one or two,
three or four,
maybe ten, one hundred, zero things straight,
you are not to be late to the mad tea party,
you are to set your time straight and do not stray,
but rather show up without delay at the time that serves your mental estate,
at a time that feels right with your bones,
now, now don't miss that time and don't be late.
We are of strict dress code here at the mad tea party.
You are not to wear what you saw on him and she and her and we unless it is of,
suitable expression to your situation,
you are to dress accordingly with your mentality,
nothing else will pass the test.
You are to act accordingly.
Do not laugh when not appropriate, and sit up straight when your spine tells you.
Do not speak when your mind is forced to be spoken.
Now, have we all straight.
I cordially invite you to the mad tea party.
Where we dine and wine and tell tales of time,
and rejoice on the words those delicately spoke,
and dance on the lines theatrically strewn across the room,
and sail across every last tale from you and he and yeah her over there too.
I invite you to the mad tea party.
I invite you tell of when you first saw the earth breath,
when the trees and the leaves set to dancing,
when you first heard the wind laugh at your grin,
and when the raindrops ran fearfully from the erupting sky.
I demand of you to tell nothing but that of truth,
and watch as the molecules in the air take to vibrating.
Take notice to musical clinking of the entities amidst you,
and take pride in the gentle stride of the clouds overhead.
Did you notice the flowers laughing at you,
in between the birth, death and rebirth in accordance with the sun?
Did you notice the flowers pull in their petals as they shyed from your step?
Take notice to the music and laughter around you at the mad tea party,
take great care with the feelings floating about the air, vulnerably buzzing from mind to mind,
before their decline and descent to rest their heads.
You see, it is here at the great mad tea party,
that we do not devoid you of the ability to do as your energy demands,
with the issues of time and dress and proper behavior.
It is here that we tend to focus on the earth and the breathing of the molecules and atoms around you,
it is here that we go mad.
and it is here that I cordially invite you,
but before you make your reservation, please eliminate all hesitation.
You see the mad tea party is not readily accepted,
by the constraints of society and the binds of reality.
You see the mad tea party is misconstrued by masses more than just a few.
Those who long buried their soul look down on the guests,
for they are different than the rest, in that, they're welcoming,
into their soul the ability to go mad which is taught to be bad.
So before you make your reservation be inexplicably sure,
that you are in fact,
ready, for the mad tea party.
Sep 18, 2013
Sep 18, 2013 at 11:32 AM UTC
slowed and swayed
and shyed away
like a little lamb unsure
whether to nibble from a human hand
or not
so i(t)…
did not
Feb 24, 2013
Feb 24, 2013 at 5:48 AM UTC
***this is for the Boy who i talked about religion with
the one i sat with on the bus in 8th grade
the Boy that i had three classes with
constantly borrowed your notes
you were quiet and very serious
a lack of friends and words
you listened to old school rap
and no one would have expected that
i wish i knew more
your desk was empty in class today
and i sat and felt tears trickle down my face
no one asked if i was okay and i could not help but wonder if that is how you felt
so alone and misunderstood
i wish i asked if you were okay
and im sorry i did not
im sorry i shyed away***
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 12:18 AM UTC
I left
You cried
I returned
We died
We tried
I lied
Cut ties
We died
You climed
We shined
You shyed
We died
I left
We died.....
Jan 12, 2011
Jan 12, 2011 at 10:43 AM UTC
it must have been after the shaky hesitation
and half naked runs across rooms
or after the time I saw all of your skin
(all of it)
it was after the time your shyed away
silent laughing
or were we home alone?
maybe it was after the time
you wished for me in your bed
and there I appeared
fully dressed and unaware
and I have won trophies
for sneaking in and out of houses
for staying put in your bedroom
for spitting toothpaste out of windows
and I have won trophies
and heavy medals I wear around my neck
for my jealousy and attitude
and aversion to drinking while stealing your liquor
and making you angry
so angry
and so scary
and for making it up to you
and for forgiving you when you have done the same
and in some point
on some squeaky stair
I feel in love
with fishing poles
and the fingers that hold them
and with front seat riding
and a sudden desire
to maybe not be so independent
and sometimes when I think about
the rapid growth
of a flower and a ****
and how easily comparable they are
to coconut drinks and spoiled rice
I wonder if you will get sick of me
and my jealousy
and my attitude
or if after we have shared skin secrets
for month upon month
I still get nervous
when you walk out of bathrooms
and at long eye contact
and for my constant crying
I am not sad
but do you still get nervous?
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 2:15 PM UTC
The introduction to poetry class,
English 106
at Oregon State is alright.
I might have liked
one
or two
of the things we read,
but all in all
it was just another english class
which shyed away from anything
that broke traditional form,
and only elaborated the folly of existence:
a belief that
a subjective object
could be
an objective subject.
Oh well,
it was a good way
to waste away
for four summer weeks
in hour and 50 minute
incriments
while i waited
for my life to mean something.
So i guess that
over
all
i can't complain about it
because at least the class
and i
were both worthless
and we could share that
together.
Jul 25, 2010
Jul 25, 2010 at 8:28 PM UTC
I loved you. I needed you.
But I shyed away from your rays
Yet I saw you without seeing you
When I do force my eyes to stare
at the goldenness of you
your face is unfocused and
I am temporarily blinded
by the halo.
2 seconds.
That is the longest I last in direct line with your light
before I revert back to my wallflower state
A moss of hair falls into place
Always busy doing nothing
Your closeness warms me
The close proximity makes me shiver too
Too hot and too cold at the same time
I break into a fever
I feel too cold without your presence
but my cheeks flame when you are too near
I swear my mind is getting muddled
all I think about is how I get the perfect balance
of the distance between me and you
Though you scorch me
my mind convinces me I want you near
The closer I get the harder it is for me to breathe
My heart pounds impossibly fast
What is wrong with me?
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 9:19 PM UTC
A genie came to me in my sleep
And asked me what I wanted most in the world
In my heartbroken drunken sense,
I said "look into my heart and see"
"A broken girl with broken dreams", he replayed
He said he'd give me the man I need
But when you came, you were a wish come true
You wore your heart on your sleeve
And tucked your insecurities behind your ears to show off your grin
"I like you", you shyed
Like a little boy confessing his love
"Love" was a strong word so your heart chose what it could handle
"I like you", your lips curled into themselves, nervously quivering
Your arms were extended out to take all of me in
It broke my heart
I tucked my heart under my matress and danced with my insecurities
I could never love someone like you
I could never bear to lose someone like you
You belonged among the stars.
So that anyone could look into you.
Your heart, your soul, and your beauty.
someone as illustrious and radiant as you
should light someone else's skies
The genie gave me what I wanted
But I see now I don't deserve it
He had played the best game of trickery
And that was betting your heart on me
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 5:56 AM UTC
Before you i was shut down
Closed off from all emotions
I figured if i shyed away
No one could hurt me
But then you strolled in
With your ego and sarcasim
I took one look
And I was caught
My flood gates opened
And I re awakened to the world
You made me feel again
And for that i am so grateful
You light up the darkness
That threatens to over take me
You keep me from falling back
Into the hell that is my mind
You give me a reason to smile
A reason to get up in the morning
Your silly and random
Your child like nature matches mine
You make me feel safe
You make me feel special
The passion I feel for you
Is something Ive never felt before
I love you
With every fiber of my being
I love you Kaleb,
Please always know that
Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 10:27 PM UTC