Two poems! I'm just going back through my poetry notebook to try to find stuff to post because I guess I do write quite a lot now, and I just never know what to post and what not to. Gosh, now I just want to post all of it.

half-crossed eyes,

obscuring almost everything--turn

you words to golden, stewed incomprehensible communication

in a way i never could--

you seem to flip the words out of your head,

and it makes you feel better to write a piece of 

humanistic beauty, that blends so much into

glowing art that it all bleeds and runs together and

shines 

---- 

i. go ahead, tear my heart apart

will it damage your soul?

ii. no, i don't speak of the way you'll be

trailed by me for lives to come

just take your eyes off the

distance and you'll see: my steady-beating

heart is waiting, wrapped in smiles, bared open for

you

iii. i won't say 

take it or leave it, i'm not a chess pawn,

to be tossed on the floor and broken

again and

again 

I wrote this one with CBers in mind, so please tell me how you guys like it!

~

Singing as we

Write

Draw

Post

Create 

We're all a bunch of friends here.

Laughing as we

Write

Draw

Post

Create

For each other, we're all here.

Hoping as we

Write

Draw

Post

Create

That we've made that very clear.

~ 

You are my Sun

You burn with pure light

But it hurts to be by your side.

I am in the shadows

Wanting to be with you

But forced to flee when you come inside

My boundaries

That I've set.

It's not because of you.

It's because it hurts

To try to get to you

I want to reach out.

I want to hold your hand.

But, alas, you are too far.

The gap between us is stout.

My love

My darling

Why must you not know?

I love you in every respect

... 

But I have the feeling you don't.

Please just ask me a question.

Show me you care about me.

I don't think you understand

How much it hurts

When you seem to ignore me.

How can you call me your friend?

You don't know me.

I hesitate to say you care.

But I care for you more than others

How can I...

How can I stay this way?

I don't want to lose you.

But your light won't cast itself on me.

Maybe because I stay away.

I just don't want to drive you off.

I don't want to annoy you.

Please stay when I ask you

'Am I a good friend to you?'

~~

I wrote this with the mindset of a person who thinks their affection is one-sided. They reach out to the person they love, but the other doesn't reach back. Luckily, I'm not in this situation. :P 

fluctuation

i'm sorry / i can't be me / today / i promise / i'll try / to be better tomorrow / or the day after that

but you / are you / are you / today and tomorrow / and i'll love / you / any day / of the week 

I just wrote this poem last night and I really like it! I would also love some feedback. 

Friendship~

"friends." you whisper

our hands entwined together

covered in freckles and sunburns

from when we danced with the ultraviolet rays

not caring what our fathers said

when we got home

skin red, peeling like an onion

"friends." I whisper back

eyes twinkling like

the stars outside my window 

during our multitude of sleepovers

when we told ghost stories 

and then laughed 

because together we are not afraid

"friends." we whisper together 

clap and tap our secret handshake

fist bump, entwined fingers, nod of the head

the promise that 

bonds us and 

binds us together 

"friends."

I wrote this for Coroline's War of the Words contest on the Inkwell, and I really love it. I feel like it achieved sort of a flow that abecedarian poems don't usually.

about lack of sleep

after hours you slump your shoulders and see the world before you

bend in odd ways, twisted by lack of sleep--falling falling falling into a

chasm that's never there (and you always hit the bed). but you can't sleep,

dancing lights flicker in the 

empty air and you sit, staring at the clock that ticks away the minutes and you

feel slightly panicked for some reason.

gentle, gentle, close your eyes,

heavy eyelids, you know. but you don't want to go to sleep.

instead you watch each hour die--what were you doing tomorrow, anyway?

jagged edges of the floor warp in your vision--you

know. (you should just turn off the

light.) but

maelstrom dizziness pulls you down, down, down, and

nothing can help you focus.

open/close/open/close your eyes.

plunge, sink, you're losing yourself. can't stay awake, can't sleep, your own little

quandary--so exhausted, what's 

real and what's not?

swim, swim, drown, and fall--

the world spins in circles and threatens to go black.

underneath your cold white lights,

vague shadows blur and sway.

when will you finally fall asleep? tomorrow? wait, it is--

x-ed out letters and ink on your hands--too late, too late, to try.

you know. (it was the

zenith of the night and you finally fell unconscious.)