A Winding Course

Composed 9/5/17
Description: Inspired by today’s Daily Prompt: Elevate.

Fantasies formed in the mind and acted out viscerally
None that have seen the light of day nor should they
They are silly, preposterous
A sad routine of imagined cliches
There’s no stock to this
Instead reasons to cease and desist
Perhaps why I’ve yearned to quiet my brain
Command it to quit
I detest this sickness, loneliness
How it steals my senses away and
Wastes my time in argument
With my own self when it’s already won —
Logic against hopeful desire
That will eventually be stomped out like flame
I wish I could elevate myself
Above these feelings
Turn off my humanity like a switch
And focus on higher things or at least
Possible things
Because I’m tired of the uphill battles
And I don’t deserve them
I’m worth the pursuit or at least
Expressed, mutual affection
I’m just inpatient with this lazy
Meandering direction
This sorry excuse of a lovers lane

A Summer Love Song

Composed 6/23/16
Description: For the romantics. For me. Inspired by an awesome summer night.

I long to write a song for you
Some silhouette out in the mist
I can feel your hand and see your smile
Sense my stomach turn and twist
I know your touch deep in my mind
Comfort, sweetness, teasing grins
Conversations in the night
Simple longings to be with
Yet I’ve never met you
I live inside a shadow of love
Could hollowness consume me?
Could desperation trap me in?
I walk out into darkness

But find not emptiness

A dew drenched woods filled with life
A thousand flickering fireflies
Send my senses sparking
My skin strangely alive
Adventure calls me with the sound
Of howling beasts and hooting owls
I walk within the universe
Black with stars I touch and search
Some days I may long for you
But some days now I feel disgust
For what can possibly compare
To a cool night and firefly fairy dust?

Empathy

Composed 6/7/16
Description: It’s a bitch.

Sometimes I pride on a heart made of ice
But there’s no such thing
Tragedy pierces and
Anger melts it
Sadness seizes and squeezes until tears leak
Out between clenched fingers
Happiness radiates and thaws
Hearts throb but it must freeze again
Because ice crystals keep the scoundrels at bay
But it inevitably melts away
And it always burns

Life is like

Composed 4/25/16
Description: Don’t worry. I’m going to keep chugging out these until I have one for every day of April! Here’s one for Day 22.

Most picture life like a movie
Bright vibrant scenes and distinct flashbacks
Every stitch visible and later accessible
To in-depth inspection and speculation
You might say
She’s an open book
Like you could open her up and read
A history scene by scene
But life is rarely so pristine

Life is more like a poem
A blur obscured by emotion
Colored by the hue of one moment
Each other a metaphor viewed through hammered glass
We glance though make interpretations
Memories fade but
It’s the interpretations that last

Sensitivity

Composed 4/19/16
Description: For Day 19 of NaPoWriMo. Sometimes you struggle for inspiration and then you just look in the mirror…

They say a cold touch
Means your heart is on fire
But what does it mean when
My skin alights at the faintest touch?
A fingerprint will leave a mark
The leaning edge of a countertop a knife
Pressing scars along my arms

Pressing matters do not alarm me
A slap would rarely enrage
Does my skin overcompensate?
Hint to what lies beneath its rapid color
A blush, a semblance of pain
Where inside all is pale and even
Perhaps it’s too tame so my skin must
Flame so I seem
Human

A Love

Composed 4/11/16
Description: Trying desperately to keep up with NaPoWriMo. I actually think I’m doing okay, considering I’m also somehow managing to balance work, final projects and papers, and a social life. Anyway, expect a few things to come your way today, including this piece for Day 9, roughly inspired by feelings from yesterday and scribbled down mere seconds before sleep.

It’s not loneliness
Simply the memory of
What it’s like to dress up and be admired
To look forward to those eyes and
The sweet messages they hold
It is something unique to feel
Whole in someone’s presence
Grasp a hand and feel like you’ve added another body and mind to you
It’s more than mind-reading
It’s knowing
It’s a heart beating and
A comfort feeling
Like home on Christmas morning
Not just love but a part of you
A history
Of banter, laughs, arguments, genuine compliments
It’s a life
A love I’m looking for

Getting Shocked

Composed 1/19/16
Description: n/a

A voice
Distantly
Humming out between lips
Invisible and soft though sharp like I knew
Crackling with static as it zaps into
Wires and circuits and tiny synapses
In milliseconds striking
Like an arrow through
The heart
It surges with electricity
It steals my voice
It sets fire to my blood and burns throughout
But like a shock it’s gone in a moment
Leaving me
Annoyed

In the Moment

Composed 12/15/15
Description: When you write, you dwell on things.

It was her nature
To move on while sitting still
She bubbled along the brook
Without mind to
Rocks, debris, and things
It was easy
To stroll about the attic
Leave the heart of things untouched
To watch it all blindly
Omnipresent and objective
Like the storybooks

But one does not live
In third person
Rushing forward does not present
Opportunity to be human
So she gulped until she felt her heart
And retched in on the page
And lived
In the moment

The Last Day

Composed 5/21/15
Description: Written before church that Sunday. Just some musing about endings and beginnings. A theme so prevalent at this time in my life.

(Also, haven’t posted much lately; sorry about that. I will definitely try to get back in the swing of things!)

It’s the tipping point
Where all is at peace
But yearns to fall apart
When it is the last day
You spend smiling, loving
But your mind itches
This time will never come again
Let the sun hit you
And run and try to breathe
Because the last day is holy
And shorter than it seems
Your eyes may glisten with the pain
But joy is too seldom and sweet
So enjoy
Lest you live in constant vain