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two poems i wrote last night


scootermojo

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IT FEELS LIKE...

 

i took a warm bronzed strand of your hair

and stretched it sideways...inside i cried

swept into the seems of me

my head's not working from your spell

i sort of strayed from what i should know

 

i'll try and be like you with life tonight

and yearn for love i don't deserve from you...but it feels so right

teach me the fun that only you could know

 

the sun is coming up and i swear to god

tonight the fountain feels like snow

 

i'm glad i got your hands warm

so my arms can trust again

i can promise true days when the sun comes

the worst of this, the same, embracing,

back to where it all began,

maybe catch a new wave,

it feels like...

 

so then i stare as the time drags on

and i think of the fire and the traces behind your eyes

i sleep like god, insider her womb

you see clearly, too, the silliness laughing inside my mind

 

glad to hold your hand tonight

so i can feel the trust begin

you promise good days when the message comes

the best of this, the intent, it's unclear to me

brave man, i'll be back again

and maybe ride your wave

for it feels like...

 

throw out the old, inject the charge

we care for all of ours

you're my prose now, transend your powers

just like my heart's desires

the promise to come in and see

it feels like...

 

...love.

 

 

IN BLOOM

 

i'm picturing your wide open eyes

smiling as i feed the nerves

push the feeling and colorful sighs

but only if you can see, like only you can do

 

i'm picturing you under the lights

if you can see if we can reach

an answer to a delicate rest

but i just sit and wait, for a wink and you to open your life

 

streams shoot high that let's me see another side

raining down softly until an inner beauty shines

and your back skims through the steam

picking up two roses and sprinkling away

a dusty sleep that comes too soon

and me, i'm wondering if we're in bloom

 

i'm thinking of your soothing green eyes

smiling as you greet the day...THEY CAN SEE ME!!!

and now i'm picturing us drinking wine

drinking all days away, in bliss, together and twirling outside

but i just sit and wait for the rythm of a perfect little girl...

it's all so true, all so soon

 

my heart speaks,

"i'd like to see us together, i'd like to rest my head on you.

I need to feel my soft one and to make the earth stop.

i've been searching for angels and failing every day.

i love you now as i've never loved before.

please remember my face as we lay in the rain."

 

i dream of a jet ride, seeing you from the outside

flying slowly as you clench my arm

looking ahead through the rain drops

feeling your upturned lips and sprinkling away

a fantastic journey that ended so soon

watching you full in bloom

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thanks for the compliment....it's amazing what coming out of a relationship can do to you! lol i'm torn between being jaded and remembering all of the good times. those poems focused on the good memories. actually, i'm not really inclined to ever write anything negative about it so....lol

 

btw, i'm the big 3-0!

 

thanks again for the compliment

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You're very welcome!!

 

I've written a lot of poetry myself. It's weird, I wrote my best stuff when I was in turmoil and so-called despair. My stuff isn't pessimistic or anything (well, some of it is). Most of it has uplifting endings and are hopeful, even if they start out dark.

 

I wanted to tell you that your poems are impressing, and I am not easily impressed. Although I enjoy writing myself, I don't generally like to read poems, and even when I do, I don't like many of them.

 

Thanks again for sharing!!!

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i've always considered it ironic that when i'm in the duldrums of life that i always have the inspiration to write stuff. good thing i usually find myself in that sort of mood, i guess, since i always seem to be writing and writing and writing. funny, when i look back upon times such as what i wrote about above and i never have the inspiration to write anything for i'm just caught in the moment and not thinking about putting things into words. oh, well...

 

i've always loved to read poetry...especially romantic poems...for as long as i can remember and since you said that you generally don't like what you read it makes your kind words all the more better. thanks again.

 

also...the sharing thing...forgive me if i seem a tad arrogant but it's more along the lines of self-preservation during these times of trying to make sense of the whole situation i was in...lol just joking, however, it is cathartic just get out what's inside.

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