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This poem was written in memory of the long cold rainy days in Oregon, where I sat in my room, watching it fall (perhaps pouting) but it is my tribute to the rain, that I still love to watch.

“Rain”

Drops drip from the sky
they drip from my eye
angels sings in harmony
I wonder what is wrong in me
quiet, peaceful, all alone
no T.V. no telephone
fearing not what I feel
letting my wounded heart heal
don’t expect a thing of me
what you get is what you see
no lies, no demands
big eyes, and warm hands
double lives you’ll see again
brave people become my friend
dropping drips, cleaning the world
my arms are folded, my feet are curled
rain helps us all see new
it even sometimes helps me too
gently breezing is the air
gently combing through my hair
it chills my shoulders to the bone
maybe I am not alone
rain, rain, is my friend
bravely sitting to the end.

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This poem was slightly inspired by the 5 1/2 minute hallway song by Poe, and slightly by my best friends fluttering heart when she hooked up with her now husband. It kind of has a beatnik feel to it, but it's a very passionate poem. I advise you to listen to the hallways song too if you've never heard it.

"For love of a Dream"

I walked down that hallway blindly feeling for your door I crept inside to see you, I thought I heard a snore Falling on your bed in a slowly proacticed motion Such bliss upon your face I hope I can match the devotion Your hair amiss and your eyes staring into nothingness you sleep I stare upon an angel in disguise, your wings well hidden you keep shaking inside to touch you, an eternal cycling love I feel Eased by watching you dance upon a starry dreamscape, is it real? Oh so gently I kiss your lips, I almost feel you kissing mine Dream well, sweet prince, I'll make your dreams come true in time. [Top] [Next]

Flat out, this poem is about one night stands, and the romanticized, beautified, and...egotistical world it lives in. I was just having fun, trying to get out of my same old same old genre rut. It was a boosting of the senses to write this one.

"One Night"

Gave my love to a star one night lost in lust and it felt so right had my kicks and he did too maybe it shouldn't have been you Spent the night, secret rendezous looking all sexy, acting all cool what was I to do but succumb a night of giggles and a lot of fun what regrets should I hide should I really be crying inside every kiss, so harmless as can be no kiss is ever that easy you see love to a moment, love to a thought being human is the star that I bought the sun comes up, and the passion goes down you'll do it again when I'm not around but will I buy it again another face of a secret friend another star for my collection grinning at my own reflection. [Top] [Next]

This poem is the breaking point of a lost romance. It's the analytical firecracker every woman seems to go through. It's the fizz before the pop. The buildup before release. It was a sad day sitting in a room I shouldn't have been in, and realizing it. Being somewhere simply because I might see someone who would never want a real relationship. Yes, we STILL do that to ourselves.

"This Time"

Too concerned with human fears I thought we were above the tears the pain the heartache rising like angels to stay awake Running faster, alive and free you will not see that in me I'll run away I'll close the door you will knock, but I'll hear no more I'll shut myself away I'll think, I'm learn, I'll pray that this time, my heart has been here it stayed with me, oh god the fear no, it's gone, I'm back, I stayed too long no more thiking what went wrong I'll hold my breath and wish away I'll think you're gone but I know you'll stay this time my travels I will spare kiss the moon in a fragile aire My eternalness feels so spent Couldn't bear to think, what this meant So lost in my reflection whose that girl whose lost direction there's no end, there's no escape there's never really been a path to take I'll hold my breath, I'll wish some more and maybe one day I'll open my door Til then I'll wait and see will it really bother me that you're not even halfway there This time, I'll have no fear but that's a lie I know it you opened my door and I'll close it for my own good for sanity's sake I won't bend or move or break until you smile and then it's over how could I keep this feeling lowered It sits, it simmers in my soul A will, a try to keep it whole I wish outloud but nothings bright I look around, this isn't right what good am I really doing here why do you have to be so unclear.

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