AM - Hello Poetry

AM Aug 2013

Time stood still around her as
she wove her chain of clover flowers
tying every delicate knot with care
She ignored them at first as they became brown
so sundried and wilted
that even her delicate
knots
failed
Her fingers were sore
And she was becoming weary
Of staring at her wilted chain of clover flowers
Stretching for miles into the distance
And taunting her with its crisp and shriveled form
So as she continued to weave her clover flowers
She let her mind remain blank
She thought of nothing with every delicate knot she tied
Nothing as she plucked each flower from the ground
Nothing as she stared at the withered length of chain
And nothing as she finally laid it down

AM Jul 2013

Reignite me

A shroud has descended upon me
The flame I had gone to such trouble to keep burning has been extinguished
And I am left alone with myself

The darkness crawls under my closed eyelids and seeps through my every pore
I long for the light I once had burning within me to reappear
I scour the dark void surrounding me for a flicker of light and find none
I make a futile attempt to create my own
And the darkness laughs at my folly

AM Jul 2013

Flooded

Please let this be the last salty river
That runs down my face
Whose current whispers your name

AM Jul 2013

Lemons

Second chances
Are simply
Excuses
To open old wounds
And drench them
With lemons
Just for the pleasure
Of the burn

AM Jul 2013

Not just a word

I throw the word love around
So carelessly
I "love" things
this song
and that
new clothes
hot tea
and summertime
I love and love and love
until the word has lost its meaning
Love is the most impactful word
a person can hear
when squished between "I" and "you"
But when you heard the words escape
my mouth
I worry you saw how they stumbled
And how my eyes betrayed the careless nature
of the word "love" even as it
spilled off of my tongue

AM Jul 2013

Both heaven and hell are here on Earth

I sit nudged between two apartment buildings
A light snow dusts me
And I do my best to cover the patches of skin peeking from my jeans and the rapidly freezing toes that have escaped my weathered shoes
I am broken and bleeding
Day after day no one glances my way
With anything but pity
Or disgust
The life I was given has turned its back on me
And misfortune after misfortune
Has left me irreparably broken
My heart torn and shattered
My soul trampled
And through my futile efforts
To repair it
With needles and pipes
I have made this life my hell

I keep my head down as I walk from my apartment building
Shielding my face from the harsh sting of snowflakes
As I hail a passing cab
Through the foggy window I notice the woman
Nudged between my building and the one next door
I glimpse hell every morning in that woman's face
In her translucent skin
And searching gaze
She looks broken and defeated
And I pity her
Because the life I was given came with nothing but good circumstances
I was nurtured and encouraged
And shielded from harm
Through both luck and
Tireless effort
I have made this life my heaven

AM Jul 2013

Hollow

I fill the void that lies within me with anything I can find
be it clouds of thick, black smoke that permeate every once immaculate surface
within my hollow frame
or the bottle of whiskey that burns its way down my throat
like you, these things are fleeting
and only make me feel whole for a moment
and I can't help wondering
if it was you who left the void
or if you were just another substance
with which I tried to fill it