Known and Un-Known

Free verse, written 3/27/09

"Ready?" Calls a voice well-known,

Though the face my eyes can't see.

The sky is wet and lined in rain,

But I only know that

Because a half-hidden lamp,

A lonely lamp, can see.

Splash.

"Take my hand!" My own voice cries.

How alive is nature at night!

One aged hand, one trusting hand,

Intertwine as we run

Past a half-hidden lamp,

A forgotten lamp, that sees.

Poem: Flooding

Written 3/23/09

Picayune matters,

Only trifles of life,

Build and build and build.

One day they shatter.

Droplets of rain

Drip and drip and drip.

I search for a ladder

As floods

Rise and rise and rise.

I fall as it clatters.

As water,

As anger,

As despair,

Drown me, drown me, drown me!

(Yes, I realize the last section is different... rrrg.)

Poem: Unnamed

Written 3/5/09

A little more abstract, so don't feel bad if you don't get it... that's just my confused self writing deeper feelings that make no sense :)

Wish for a song

Hope for the words

To rescue the lost

That wave behind you-

"So long"

Forms their lips

Wish for needle and thread,

And make me

Into a puppet

And I'll dance to the song-

"So long".

When you're lost.

Critique Welcome. Especially on this one.

Poem: Wish of a Star

Written 2/13/09

The wish of a star:

To not be afraid

Or feel how alone

They seem to be made

How I wish to comfort

That flickering light-

One bashful part

Of this beautiful night!

Ditto from below.

Poem: Sin or Storm?

Written 1/29/09

What could I have done to anger

This frighteningly alive

Mask over my sun?

Are my sins so great

That even the rain feels the need

To try to rinse me clean?

Why, even the trees whisper

Condolences, at least forgiving 

My unknown trump of nature!

I can't be this awful, I think,

Though the skies, rain, and trees

Seem to protest a differing 

Opinion.

As always, critique most welcome!