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(I Came, I Saw, I Wrote)

May 22, 2016

A Poet's Utopia, November 27, 2004


Across the path
Is a soft hillside
Under the warm sunlight
Come while the afternoon escapes
Come live the life of a poet
Grassy pillows,
Air that whispers quiet,
As the river flows away
Bubbling creativity
Flowers grow tall,
Form shad...

May 21, 2016


A Star Dies With Age, March 24, 2005


Woken dreams upon the breath
Of the childhood innocence
Dust collected on the toys of the past
Weeds grew over the childhood smile
No laughter is heard
The monsters have eaten the life
Moving up from under beds and closets

May 20, 2016

Uncovered, Spring 2004


i wish i looked like Her
instead of looking like me
for i've always wanted to know
what perfection's like to be
my waist isn't thin enough
my face is just too round
i'm obviously not tall enough
i'm closer to the ground
my skin is just too pale

May 19, 2016

Lying To Myself, October 29, 2004


I keep saying I don’t care
I keep trying to forget
But it’s going to take time,
And I’m just not there yet

Some days I think I’m good
And I think don’t need you
But I keep lying to myself
And the statement isn’t true

But one day I wi...

May 18, 2016

Behind The Heart, January 9, 2005


No healing for her scar
She doesn’t even remember the story
It’s just a mark on her body
To represent the past
Of which she can’t change
Or remember
Because it’s easier
If she were to touch it
She’d know why it’s there
She’s know where...

May 17, 2016

She Wears a Scarf, November 20, 2004


She wears a scarf,
Though she sits inside
In front of me on my couch
Her sweater is white
To match her skin
Soft and the colour of milk
She also wears a smile
Showing me her teeth
In between pouts
The lips try to remain closed

May 16, 2016

When Good Things Happen, April 3, 2005


they walked around the park
chatter was hiding the sound of nervous heartbeats
the sun was out, promising them no rain
not today
a day when good things could happen
they wandered down the path
to the pond, where the duck swam
in p...

May 15, 2016

Falling, March 21, 2005


once again

i've spotted a pretty eyed boy

and i can't resist his warm embrace

he speaks to me, soft words of poetry

flowing off his singing voice

and i'm falling


something in my heart dances to the sound

and i'm so sure it's love

he tells me what i wan...

May 14, 2016

Sometimes I Forget, January 27, 2005


If just for a moment

I could share with you how I feel

Wrap my arms around you

And lose myself in your scent


Yesterday I laughed with you

Sharing a funny moment,

We shared more than that


Today smiles seem so perfect

And nothing can going...

May 13, 2016

Tears, before 2012 

when sorrow hits the faint at heart
we paint the world with tears.
but to shed a tear is never just,
to the one you're crying for.
not enough.. or way too much..
we can't find a middle





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