Description: For Day 12 of NaPoWriMo. Today’s poem is particularly random, largely spun from a phrase that popped into my head when I sat down to write. That happens from time to time.
dreary-eyed, say goodbye
set the sun, leave songs unsung
you see, uneasy as this be
in this moment we have peace
one more day of soft charade
minds and bodies drift away
it’s all I ask, a final prayer
tomorrow, maybe, we’ll wake and dare
Description: Sorry for the hiatus. Life and lack of motivation has been keeping me away. This one’s been sitting on the backburner for awhile. Just inspired to finish it today.
Do you hear it?
The static of words unsaid?
Do you feel it?
Or is it just in my head?
This electricity building the longer, the later
We’re alone in evening rooms
When goodbyes hang on hunched up shoulders
Heart heaving, inevitable doom
The back to front uncertainty
Of uninvited touch
Of softened words and sorrowed wishes
That’d leave me sore and stuck
Do you wonder?
Of my sure, concise reply?
If you worry
My actions tell you lies
For know the current building up
Is not one soon to explode
But a newly fashioned force field
To probe uncharted roads
And I know it hurts — the laughs, the bonds
That seem like lovers’ games
I admit it’s nice to be for once
An admired, sought-for dame
Do you fret?
That I do not care?
You’re a friend beyond compare
For even though the static felt
Doesn’t burn in heated paths
I value every word you’ve spoke
And every breathless laugh
Yes truly you have earned a place
Of high fondness and esteem
And the warmth of friendship’s energy
Is richer than it seems