Julia

Julia Sep 2011

Freedom

Freedom is a child, on a summer day
Not a care in the world.
She plays with her friends near the bay;
Her blonde hair blowing like flags unfurled.

Throughout her childhood, and into her teens,
Her innocent disposition was stained.
She found out the world was obscene!
And honestly, she was pained.

That girl had to grow up, and find out about life.
Not a thing of her past she'd have undone.
Her life had been simple, lacking in strife,
But all along she treasured one thing -- freedom.

Yet another metaphorical poem.

Julia Sep 2011

practically surreal

Every time I close my eyes
I see you two together --
You holding her close, kissing her lips,
Your hands placed about her hips.
Whether or not this be true,
Every time you're unavailable
I feel you're with her
And suddenly I'm unsure
Of everything we've been through;
Of all our words, exchanged;
Leaves me way too deep in thought
After you I always sought
I wonder if I'm cut out for this...
Is this meant for me?
It's clear we've got something real,
Something practically surreal.

Julia Sep 2011

Untitled

Love is a funny thing,
Sometimes it can really sting.
Often, an unexpected guest,
Popping up unannounced, and taking over
Or, lucky like a 4 leaf clover!
...Making your heart beat out of your chest.

Now, saying those three fateful words
Can bring immense joy or hurt.
But you've got to take the chance.
It's too much to suppress!
Say it, then figure out the rest;
Say it, and you'll want to dance!

If he loves you, a smile won't leave your face,
There you are, in his embrace!
Never wanting to go.
The fact that you'll love me makes me engrossed
In you! Only wanting to hold you close,
Feeling anything but low.

Julia Sep 2011

hope

Hope is the lighthouse in the turbulent water,
Barely visible in the crashing waves.
Hope keeps a smile on the sailor's daughter,
Looking forward to better days.

Every time he goes out to sea,
He's comforted by his wife's smiling face,
As she focuses on hope, ignores the possiblilty,
Of forever losing his warm embrace.

Hope keeps this family strong,
Centered around gifts from above.
It keeps them pushing on,
Contemplating life and love.

Julia Sep 2011

one last touch

He used to make me so happy,
Always bringing out the best.
But now the pain is growing,
Trying to explode out of my chest.

If dating her is what he wants,
Then I'll say I want it too.
But I'm struggling to just hold on,
Trying to make it through.

Deep down, I want to save myself
From inevitable emotional strife.
I know I'm hurt, and yes it's tough,
But I want him in my life!

What can I do with this boy
Who I love so much?
He brings me hurt and pain,
But I long for one last touch.

Can I put myself through this?
I'm thinking this won't do.
I need you here with me,
And I sure as hell love you.

Julia Sep 2011

That Wall of Mine

That wall of mine keeps you out,
Of my thoughts and motivations.
Even if I want to express them,
I'm consumed by my doubts,
And hypothetical limitations.

When you try to cross that boundary,
That wall of mine shoots up
To completely push you away.
My pain explodes outwardly. . .
You're the last one I want to put in a rut!

I'm ready to remove my wall,
And let my love abound.
This task may not be easy.
I know you'll catch me if I fall. . .
Can you help me take it down?

Julia Sep 2011

Leaving

I long to leave;
I need to be free!
My soul's not safe here,
Yet, here I must be.

I'm ready to go
To the next part of my life.
My heart yearns for love,
But, all I know is strife.

My mind is willing,
My spirit is weak.
I know it's not healthy;
Nevertheless, after you, I seek.

I long to leave;
I need to be free!
My soul's not safe here,
Yet, here, I must be.