Poetry

[Colleen]

Here is some of the poetry I've written in the past few years. These are just my favorites, if y'all want me to I can post some more.

Writing (March 2008)
Pen touches paper
Ink hits the page
Emotions spill

Rage, jealousy unfold
Paper dents and tears
Love and hurt unveiled
In passionate scrawl
Joy jumps
In leaping penstrokes
Confusion revealed
With looping question marks

Release
As the feelings
Finally leave you
A deep breath
Sinking panic
As you realize
Your heart is written
On a flimsy piece of paper
For anyone
And everyone
To see


Death (March 2008)
Most men fear death, for it is the final end
Their lives they fervently defend
To make their time on Earth extend

But what is death, but an end to pain?
An end to the cold and the sleet and the rain
An end to the suffering that is all in vain

So what, in death, is there to dread?
It is simply our desires being - at last - fed
And for once, we can finally rest our heads

Death always fits like a tailored glove
And soars with the peace of a flying dove
Indeed, it is life we should be afraid of


Incessant Demon (May 2008)
Pulse pounding, heavy as lead
Heart hammering inside my head
Lungs deflate, collapse
Breath comes in gasps
My body shakes and quakes
With each beat that my heart makes
The uneven thumping refuses to calm
I press my forehead against my palm
To ease the nausea, the dizzy disorient
That haunts me like a demon sent
To kill me, to bury me in dark
Then vanish and forever leave his mark


The Story of a Girl (March 2008)
This is the story of a girl -
But, no, she didn’t cry a river,
And she didn’t drown the world.
Not yet, anyway.
Let me get to that part…

All she did was love a boy
With everything she had.
Every piece of her
Yearned for him,
Like nothing she had ever felt before.
She couldn’t imagine a life
With anyone else.

He was
Perfection:
His eyes were mesmerizing.
His smile was contagious;
His laugh irresistable;
His soul overwhelming.

When he got too close to her,
Butterflies filled her.
When he looked at her,
She melted.
When he spoke to her,
She was absolutely speechless.
When he touched her,
She thought she might faint.

All day,
She looked forward to seeing him.
His actions could make or break her:
With a simple look in her direction,
She would go home grinning;
With one unkind word,
She would fall asleep crying.

She spent 3 years
Watching him with longing.
Her need for him consumed her
Completely.
She would do anything
To have him see her the same way.

But then one day
She stumbled across him
Talking to a mutual friend.
“What a stupid, fat, lazy bitch”
He said her name,
And she knew at once what he
Really,
Truly
Thought of her.

She fell to the floor;
Fell apart.
Shattered like glass.
The tears waterfalled
Down her face,
And she couldn’t stop them
No matter how hard she tried
To tell herself
That he wasn’t worth crying over.

Her friends said the same thing:
“Don’t worry about him,
There’s plenty more fish in the sea.”
But they didn’t get it.
“He’s the only fish
That means anything to me.”

With his harsh words,
That he didn’t even know she’d heard
He had destroyed her,
Crushed her dreams
And left her future in shambles.

Months later, she still sees him
Every time she closes her eyes.
She hates him for what he did to her -
Just thinking about him
Makes her want to cry.
But, despite all that,
She still loves him.
And she’s pretty sure
She always will.


Dad (March 2007)
Peering, squinting
At the bright screen he sits
Pecking
Like an angry chicken at the unwilling keys
Muttering,
Aggravated by the words on the screen

This is his world;
He cannot pull away
His thick glasses reflect the light
Hiding his glossed-over eyes
Nothing else matters,
He does not care about life,
Meaning,
Feeling.

“Do your chores!”
He screams, not knowing
I’m about to fall apart
Broken heart

“Do your homework!”
He screeches, unaware
I’m trapped under boulders
World on my shoulders

“You’re not good enough!”
He cries, although he knows
I’m at the end of my fuse
Trying so hard to fill his shoes.