Dear future husband, dear, I do not think
I know you yet and yet I can see you
Behind my eyelids and atop the sink
I'll search till there is nothing left to do
But proffer my heart and hand in greeting
After which you'll retrieve them in due course
Though moment forged will surely be fleeting
The fruits of fate will never grow remorse
Why then, does stubborn doubt possess my heart?
Of futile search and lasting reverie
Far more than I can settle for apart
Are you but tale of fabled chivalry?
My eyelids, lies and mirrors, trick of light
It is unwise to look to dreams for flight
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This probably sends a Very Different Message than I intended but OH WELL :D
Labels: Inspiration makes me happy, Napowrimo 2011, Poetry, Type: Sonnet
A slight lilting
The air tastes fake
But sweet, pleasant
Inimitable
It is suspiciously akin to
Your voice
Does the wind carry it
From wherever you have been assigned
To reside, by someone who
Believes us not?
Please, continue to resonate
The things you say are far
From clear or safe or
Even me
And now, even as I begin
To begin to move, I
Tuck it safe within me
Like the wings of a stuffed toy
Memory, skirting
The horizon this wind has
Given us
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I admit that I copied this one, I'm sorry ):
Labels: Napowrimo 2011, Poetry, Type: Free Verse
I need you
As much as
A fish needs a bicycle
Tumblr needs Facebook
An ex-lover needs a hug
I need you
As much as
My tears need to be
Understood
That is to say
I would rather walk alone
If you were the only companion
I could have
However
I will go as far
As to admit that
Sometimes, rarely
My yearning
For the life we once had
Strikes me with such
A mistifying clarity
I cannot help but revoke
My previous sentiments
But without shame!
There is no shame in clarity!
Therefore
I need you
As much as
A frog needs water
A writer needs a dictionary
A child needs a paintbrush
I need you
As much as
My tears need to be
Understood
(That is to say
I may need to
Choose you someday)
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Not a NaPoWriMo. But. You know :D
Labels: Drabbles, Facebook screws up my formatting, Inspiration makes me happy, Poetry, Type: Free Verse
Idk. I see. Noted.
Huh? What? Hmm.
I don't care.
Haha. Kay.
Well. I guess.
Oh lol. Well.
What was I
Supposed To do?
Nothing
I supposed
I am one
And you are too
Here I reach out
To you, and you too
But neither does
Neither sees
In worlds of 2-
No, 3Gs and wavelengths
As long as eye can fancy
Someone is to
Anyone is to
No One
To me
Labels: Napowrimo 2011, Poetry, Type: Free Verse, Type: Rhyming