Poetry Promises

A thousand poems… I could try to write my own  But to me they’d all sound the same, with different times and tones.  Perhaps none of them could catch me  Or the words Ive tried to untangle… But  I’ll tell you  I saw them in the trees once,  Heard them in the birds songs,  In…

I looked into her eyes today  She told me I’d be okay  That just because I couldn’t feel the wind anymore didn’t mean it wasn’t there So I went outside I took a deep breath and I asked the sky to make me a picture in the clouds  I gave away my time waiting   when…

I’ve tangled myself into words for years I used to not fold the pages of my books I’d keep them neat, untouched and perfectly pressed But I grew in a world where my corners were folded My body was marked and my soul was wearing So now when I hold a piece of a story…

All jokes  Lines messy, scribbled on a small paper,  The words coming together making a paper crane  flying in range of a heart in the midst of a war. The last note sounds like an old record,  The one we danced to with laughter  Transmuting the dust we let build on the fireplaces fold  Every…

I pulled out a poetry book, One with flowers on the cover, I hoped for inspiration, My thirst unquenchable, Your shadows not even present, And still nothing came, So I tried to concede to the writer.

You must of seen it from there  My mom said she met Nirvana in the grunge age,  I wonder if she knew she’d have a daughter the same, He became a design, a profit to sell souls  She used to be in love with her best friend  Talks about the old times like they were…

A house party, Lola is sobbing in the corner, someone has the code to denote our home, I heard it whispered in and out of your zones, It’s already been concieved, we can not abort, you ask her “can we write what has already been written?” The sacrificial goat is hard to hug, If you…

Shopping List  Blueberries on the shopping lists  Stained lips,  I threw my fruits into the blue sky,  oceans eyes cry clockwise in may,  Looking to the September moon to see the writing counter the wiser woman  Oh how did it get so dark in oaky brown eyes,  Adios 1994 your Dad didn’t know how to…

I know how to cry in the dark,  when the sun goes down,  As the time passes my waterfall keeps crashing with the sun showing out,  I tried to descend up to it alone  And now that I set a fire,  All I feel is the edge of a cliff where you reside,  Maybe I…

 you’re glowing they said Did you dance in the rainstorm again,   She smiles as if she knows it’s already been set to the tune of June,  You look smaller they whisper,  And she’s tired of explaining that’s the cost of surviving,  A sign of her past of being a wallflower has long since been torn…