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Jul. 20th, 2003 | 01:50 am
mood: nostalgicnostalgic
music: Dusty Drake - One Last Time

I feel like re-posting my feeble attempts at poetry... I'm posting them all here.. comment on them if you wish to...



I was walking down the road.
All nice and lit
When something caught my eye on the left
I turned off the road and went towards the sight
suddenly I fell
into a hidden hole that I did not expect
I am falling now
weightlessness
I can not feel walls nor floor nor ceiling
The feelings mixed, confusion
fear
losing grip
bad
scared
alone
slipping
grasping
reaching
scrambling
missing
scattered
together
fun
good
wonderful
flying
lovely
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I get my balance
relief
I'm safe
begin to think again
I take a deep breath
It feels right
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It's ok
It's all ok
It will all be ok...

--DCL

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the ice is bare, unskated upon
the lights are off, no one there
I walk across, the untouched ice
taking in, the glass-like beauty

no one is here, in this place
I sent them home, to be alone
I walk to the side, and put on skates
I push myself, onto the glass
I fall and fall
but it's ok
for no one is there, no one sees

I fall again, and then I hear
the click of skates, from o'er there
a light shines down, upon this angel
as she looks up, and sees me there

lying there, on the ice
for no one sees, I am alone
she comes to me, and lifts me up
i do not fall, she guides my course

The glassy ice, turns to paste
as we dance about, in our happiness
i do not want, this to end
so she says to me, be my friend

I am her friend, I always was
she looks to me, and thinks aloud
if we are friends, then that is good
she does not fall, for I guide her way

the light glistens on the fresh ice
the dance we dance, was new to us
we held tight, and didn't let go
together we stood, we did not fall


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there is this place we go
to confess our sins
brag about our lives
and cry about our losses
it used to be on paper
private thoughts only the read could see
but now.
now they are open
the world may see
it is in this corner of the world
that people hide
they go there to connect
comment here
post there
add me you say
ok they say
friends you have made
from all over the world
from all walks of life
but all the same
all expressing thoughts
sharing memories
helping hands are many
and advice is freely givin
the place is perfect
to some it is heaven
to others, simply,
livejournal

--DCL

**Thank you, Everyone, for being my friend**

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age
just a number they say
10, happy to be 2 digits
13, a teen?
16, i can drive
18, I am free, no balls and chains any longer
21, I can legally drink. So I decide not to.
25, where is it special?
quarter of a century
look back
what is there in the sand behind me
love, lust, happiness, sadness
a million emotions
a thousand accomplishments
a quarter century
long time?
a drop
old?
only in ones mind

--DCL

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I see paradise
in my sights
I run towards it
I fall
I am wet
The river is deep
the current fast
I see my paradise though
it is there
she is there, waving her arms
waving me closer
she jumps in
the current is fast
the river deep
I jump in
being swept along with her
swimming towards her
her towards me
we meet
the river at it's deepest
the current fastest
we hold onto eachother
do not let go she says
I won't for fear of losing her
we ride the current
finally
the river ends, the sun shines
an island, another paradise
much nicer
we made it
together
both our paradise
down the river

--DCL

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I really kinda like this one... well.. re-reading them all I like them all... Makes me re-live my life when I was writing them.. But this one.. I don't think anyone really understands what it is about....

a cherry
moving closer to your lips
addiction
need that cherry
that sweet cherry
inhale
exhale
everyone does it
the cherry though
need the cherry
pain
can't breathe
need the cherry
moves closer to your lips
engulfing you
covering you
in your throat
your lungs
the cherry
inside you
death
a man
with your cherry
sees the cherry inside you
no more
i love you sweet cherry
always in my heart
on it
hurting it
surpessing it
goodbye sweet cherry
move away from my lips
no death, no death

--DCL


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(no.. this is not about colors... again... think deeper....think more.. I dunno.. realistically...)



It's small
purple
but full of joy
I meet with it 2 times
sometimes more
everyday
but it does not make me happy
it did
but no more
purple is no good
now it is pink
pink is good
i meet pink 2 times a day
she makes me happy
she goes inside and puts smiles all over
where would i be without pink
dead?
sad?
pink makes me get up
pink keeps me awake
pink says when to eat
pink makes me happy
it's like a mother
a relationship
and a pet
all together
all compressed
into a round object
pink

--DCL



if you don't want to comment on them.. just be like.. "hey, read them"... cause, well.. it's poetry.. not everyone likes it... I may start writing more.. they sucked at the time but I think they look pretty good now... almost like a look inside my head....

But.. just let me know you read them.. cause if I know you read them, then I will feel compelled to write more... if I just feel I'm just posting them for nothing.. well.. why bother taking the time... some of these received no comments when I posted them in January.. those ones I take as being the bad ones of the group....

and, if you have any questions on any of them... let me know...

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Comments {11}

Jen

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from: guixian
date: Jul. 19th, 2003 11:12 pm (UTC)
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I like poetry. I write poetry sometimes too. I read yours. I liked them. But I don't know what to comment on. I like how you write better than I do though. Mine always comes out sorta sad.

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The whiner formerly known as Bachelorette911

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from: suicidekitty911
date: Jul. 20th, 2003 12:33 am (UTC)
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I read. *wink*

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She kills with foreign films.

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from: freakish_
date: Jul. 20th, 2003 01:04 am (UTC)
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you're awesome. <3

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Pulchritudinous Repugnancy

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from: faryn
date: Jul. 20th, 2003 05:54 am (UTC)
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I <3 them!! :)

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Funeralgal

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from: trocar
date: Jul. 20th, 2003 08:04 am (UTC)
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Hey hun, read the, will comment later

c

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spanish-speaking asian-ish spygirl

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from: yuenglingrrl147
date: Jul. 20th, 2003 09:18 am (UTC)
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wouldn't it just make your day to know that i read them?
well, i did.
heh. :)

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Meghan

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from: mightymegs2000
date: Jul. 20th, 2003 07:42 pm (UTC)
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wonderful *smooch*

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Don

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from: shoshiki
date: Jul. 20th, 2003 07:43 pm (UTC)
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uh huh...

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Kayleen

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from: un4givable
date: Jul. 23rd, 2003 04:45 pm (UTC)
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Well I read them of course! They are all good. The first 2 are my favorites tho. And question, is the cherry one about love? Am I close at all? Just wondering

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from: h41ku
date: Jul. 27th, 2003 11:36 am (UTC)
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keep writing :)

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Don

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from: shoshiki
date: Jul. 27th, 2003 11:55 am (UTC)
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I think i will :-D

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