AM - Hello Poetry

AM Jul 2013

In a way I believe it's my own fault that I feel this sinking
Feeling as I sit here now bleeding salty tears
Into my cup of morning coffee
With your image swirling through the foam

AM Jul 2013

Through your eyes

If the eyes are the windows to the soul
Then your windows must be awfully dity
For I've peered in many a time
Pressed my nose up to the glass
And tried my best to clear my vision
But I still cannot see but a foggy silhouette of what lies
Behind those soiled window panes

AM Jun 2013

My imagination has deserted me

I tried to make
shapes with the clouds
to see the pirate ships
and dragons
bunnies
and whales
that were there not too long ago
but today when I looked
at the floating masses
I became forlorn
with the realization
that all I could see
were clouds

AM Jun 2013

About to fall

Can we just skip to the part
Where we fall hopelessly in love
Because I feel myself moving closer
And closer
To the edge every day
And this waiting
This anticipation of the fall
The knowledge that I will soon
Plummet downward
Grasping at only air
With nothing to break my fall
Is utterly
Terrifying

AM Jun 2013

The nature of poetry

we are the cracks that
riddle sidewalks
from which new life is able to grow
we are violent celestial explosions
that add one more speck of light
to the the dark expanse of space
we are tsunamis and hurricanes
tornadoes and floods
that sweep away the lives we have built
and bring the goodness lying within
mankind to our doorsteps

for without darkness
what is light
and without pain
what is poetry

AM Jun 2013

Fish out of water

As I fell into you
I laid my analytical self to rest
at the bottom of the sea
so its incessant whispers of
"this will only lead
to a catastrophic end"
would be lost with the tide
Weightless
I have washed ashore
not fighting against the current that carried me

Now I lay
here
upon the sand
gasping for life
and you are unable to understand
why

AM Jun 2013

Reality strikes back

I should have
known that you
were far too good
to be true