You don’t know me,
But I suppose you think you do.
Look at me
Critique me
And say what you please
But what you see-
Well, there’s more than just that.
Be mindful of your judging eyes
For they’ll deceive you:
Make you look bigger to yourself
When you’re really quite small
Especially in comparison
To the personality that you’re scoffing at
Because in some way
It mirrors your imperfections out loud
And now you’re the one on display
For all to point at and laugh.
With my heart beating a bass line
And my fingers searching for your own
Meeting in the middle of the table,
A hand-made centerpiece
We think back to earlier days-
Laughing at our happiest moments
Crying at our most defining;
But it seems the memory that we’re making
Is one of our finest ones yet.
Festering, growing
Sheltered from the world
Until bitten, cored
And ripped from their homes.
They fall like bombs
Cascading from the sky
Where they land
With an inaudible explosion.
They are crushed
Swept away and forgotten
Or buried to give new life.
Shelter for animals in the wild
Keeping them safe and out of the cold.
A job for a large and hard working man
Trying to buy gifts for his children.
A symbol of bonding for parents and children
Searching for what will belong to them.
A scrapbook of memories
Time spent adorning with ornaments.
A celebration in the morning
To see the generosity of your family and friends.
A fire used to melt your heart and your hearth
And warm your house for visitors.
Tell me your story
Man on the corner
So relaxed and on ease
Not a penny to your name
Yet no penny taken out of sympathy
Disposed upon you by civilians.
I want to know how you got this way
With skin aged from the fiery sun
And eyes worn from wisdom.
What did they see?
Did they see life flash in front of them?
Or a war between worlds?
I’ve only seen you once
While you contentedly smoked your cigarette
But I’ve heard what people know of you.
Tell me your story.
A young girl
With no other passion than beauty:
Flowers.
She pranced among them
And picked the ones that stood out against the rest.
Until one day
There was a flower like no other
That she had ever seen before.
She was drawn to its colors, it’s beauty
And ran from her guard
In a moment of distraction.
She plucked the flower straight from the ground
But alas, it would not break free of it’s deep roots.
Little did she know, it was a trick
And Hades wanted to claim her as his own.
She tugged and tugged.
Heaved and pulled until it sprung free
And the earth opened up below her
And Hades took her deep down into the dark underworld
That belonged to him.
She was miserable at first,
Upset that there was no beauty in this cold, dark place.
But she became hungry and weak
And she took a bright red pomegranate
plucked a seed, and popped it into her mouth
Causing her to be stuck in the underworld forever.
Demeter did weep,
For she missed her lovely daughter.
She could not find her for the sun had not seen her-
He was sleeping that day.
And she had not been carried away by the winds-
They were her friends and swore they would not harm her.
Finally, she was found
And she was safe
And a deal was made
Where she could come from the underworld
Visit her mother once a year
But all the rest of the time be stuck with her lover
And left to her demise.
Soon this became too much,
Guarding the damned souls,
The burden was too great.
But something changed her
And she began to enjoy it.
Sitting on a dock dividing two oceans-
Dividing lust from love.
You stand and are about to jump in
But I can’t see where you’re headed.
With your words and your actions saying different things.
It’s hard for me to gauge where I stand.
I stand next to you to see
But subconsciously you push me in
And before I know it-
I’m
Falling
In
Love.
At first you didn’t have a name
When you arrived to me
With your tan fluffy fur
Donning a brown ribbon
Speckled with white spots
That was ruined with a rip
And had to be surgically removed
With scissors.
“I’ll call him my feel better bear”
I said to my mom
As I snuggled against your fur
Held you tight against my chest
And hoped you’d make my illness go away.
It was amazing
Because you healed me
And that day onward
You were always by my side.
It wasn’t until I was playing
With a friend in the past but foe in the future
When we decided to name you
“How about Honey?”
She suggested
“He is a bear after all.”
And that was what your name became
Because even though you couldn’t talk
I knew you were as sweet as honey
And what better remedy than that?
After all, you were my feel-better bear.
Not in public
For there are others there
Nor at home
For surely there are others near
Nor in solitude
Or you’ll drive yourself mad
It must not be in this world
For the body to find
It must be for our souls
When they leave this world behind.
I know now
That I’m the one to blame
For all of the misunderstandings
And creating a rift
That kept growing
Until it was so large
That both of us collapsed in its depths.
I know now
That my actions are irreparable
In your eyes
But that won’t stop me
From trying to say sorry
From trying to sew up the wounds
That are evident all over my body
And have yet to scar.
I know now
That it takes two people
To make a heart break
And also two people
To put the pieces back together.
I also know
That you will never forgive me
That you’ll go on with your life
And I’ll go on with mine
Wondering
Do you ever think of me?
Are you happy with the way your life turned out?
Are you happy without me?
For the simple reason
That you despise me so much
To the extent of withholding yourself
Of the apology you deserve.