Monday, September 26, 2011

Three Ropes

three ropes pull on the heart
the heart is conflicted
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one is about ready to give up
but the other two are still fighting
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the other two ropes see the hearts beauty
they crave its acceptance
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they desire its warmth
they won't give up
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the heart must make a choice
between the rope it doesn't want to let go,
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the rope that has been there longer,
and the rope that can support it better
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three ropes pull on her heart
the heart is torn

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Comfort

What? It's my fault?
I didn't know...
I'll be better, I swear...
But I'm not sure -

But it's okay
She's here to help
When I wanna curl up and cry
She talks me through

Where's the innocence?
Gone, I guess
But don't worry
We have each other

I have a bad day?
She cheers me up
She believes the mean?
I talk her up

We, together, symbiotic
Love, care, comfort

Monday, August 22, 2011

Luna

She was a being who everyone loved
The people on earth called her Luna
She was beautiful and warm
with an exceptional voice
She was a being who everyone loved

On the world where she lived
It was filled with spirits
It was filled with darkness
And it was always quiet
On the world where she lived

One day she had found something strange
It was cold to the touch
She gave it her warmth
And it radiated heat when
One day she had found something strange

It started attracting the spirits
But they could not see what it was
She gave the orb her light
It shined so bright
It started attracting the spirits

A world so bright
The spirits gazed with delight
But were sad when they saw
Their empty looking world
A world so bright

Luna had an idea
She gave the world some of her beauty
The world filled with colours
Everyone got exited because
Luna had an idea

When the spirits tried to talk to her
No sounds would escape them
Luna gave them her voice
And sound filled the air
When the spirits tried to talk to her

The spirits got greedy
They asked for more
She gave them her body
So they could live again
The spirits got greedy

Luna had no more to give
But the spirits complained that they needed her
So she locked herself up
In an orb in the sky, for
Luna had no more to give

Luna still lives
And the people, not spirits, enjoy her company
She gives them what little light she has
She shows them the beauty she has left
Luna still lives

She lives in the sky
And comes out only at night
Coyotes sing her lullabies
And her face still watches over all, while
She lives in the sky

Undesirable Feelings

It's hard to write a poem
About things I can't explain
I wish it were easy
It would help my pain
It gives me a headache
To find the right words
That I could say
So that you could've heard
How much this all means
How great it all is
To have a love so deep
Without betrayal of a kiss
To feel happy in your sadness
To feel loved when you're alone
To feel full when you're on empty
To feel safe without a home
To feel warmth out in the cold
To see light down a dark road
It's hard to write a poem
With an ending I do not know

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Love Drifter

Where does love go?
"Once upon a time" is too fake
What do you have to show?
Not much but heartache

Trying to find it doesn't go right
Why do you even put up a fight?

Me? I don't try much anymore
I let love find me, hold open the door
It could be everything you've dreamed of
But I'm just a drifter in the ways of love

Go ahead and look, maybe it'll work
But the love I've found never did stick
Odds are that you'll find yourself a jerk
Or maybe some unreliable chick

Trying to find it doesn't go right
So why, oh why do you put up a fight?

Me? I don't try much anymore
Let love find me, I'll hold open the door
Follow me, give that fling a shove
And become a drifter in the ways of love