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I stand on the path
           never walking,
         I just watch the pavement
move on...
She took my niece,
Made her, her-daughter.

Two of them sippin' coffee
In yoga clothes,
Watching sun-rising over the bay @
7:00am, on a Sabbath-Saturday.

She took my niece,
Made her, her-daughter.

Life, a puzzle, a jig saw dance,
Just found, right now, the right spot,
As I espied them, this poem,
Product of a momentary glance.

Another poem, another piece,
When,
She took my niece,
Made her into Her-Daughter.


7:02am

August 24th 2013
In actuality, I wooed my woman early on, fifth date perhaps, when I took them both to dinner, knowing full well, tween them would be, love at first sight, "spoke not a word" that night, cause I knew,
It was me who was getting lucky.
Women, so easy to read.
 Nov 2014 Yhama ButterFly
ryn
Give me a minute
To read the stars
Lamenting in their stories
Their laboured twinkling far and sparse

Give me this moment
To stumble and swoon
My branches reaching for
The faraway moon

Give me a while
To be one with the universe
Hear the colliding planets
As they spill their mournful verse

Give me some time
To plot my rightful place
Within my uncharted galaxy
And collapsing space...
 Nov 2014 Yhama ButterFly
Xyns
Goals
 Nov 2014 Yhama ButterFly
Xyns
Everybody has dreams.
They dream about being great things.
They want to save the world.
They want to become millionaires.
They have goals and hopes.

But me, no.
I simply want to get through today.
I just want to remain alive and well.
I know I have more potential than most.
I know of myself I could make something.


But I'd rather aim low and be excited about my accomplishments
Than to shoot for extraordinary things and be let down yet again..
 Nov 2014 Yhama ButterFly
Xyns
My best friend is in a different state
And that's something  I just can't take
I'm feeling homesick, I miss that place
Not for family, not for the memories
But for her.
For the girl who's been the only consistency
That I've ever know.
The only person to whom I've shown myself
The real me that is known by no one else.
I'm homesick for her.
 Nov 2014 Yhama ButterFly
Xyns
I go through your page

over and over

And it makes me feel

Like you're here

i miss you

But all i have is your page

And sometimes your voice

from far away

I don't get to touch you

No hugs can be given

I don't get to see you

All i have is pictures

on your page

So when I miss you

I read your poems

And I remember you

*I'm going to go look at your page
 Nov 2014 Yhama ButterFly
Xyns
I want to write

But i can think of nothing

...............

I want to cry

But i can feel no sorrow

...............

I want to sing

But i can hear no melody

...............

I want to dance

But i can feel no rhythm

...............

I want to know

But i can know no certainty

...............

I want to write

But i can think of nothing
 Nov 2014 Yhama ButterFly
Xyns
You could give me
A million reasons to hate you,
It wouldn't matter
Because you've given me
A million more to love you
The sea, endless, magnificent blue
Reminds me of your deep swirling eyes
Looking at me with mischievous love
Reflecting the big, open skies

The stars of the dark night
Remind me of the scars dotted on your skin
Painting your body in loose touches
Polaroids of everywhere you've been

The Sun, in its bright glory
Reminds me of your smile
Radiating, powerful, from cheek to cheek
Sadly, I haven't seen it in a while.

And finally, I must say, my love
I realize, as I finish this verse
Before, I saw the universe in you
*Now, I see you in the universe
I don't know but yeah.
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