Let’s reminisce
About the days
When we were old enough
To know better
But young enough
Not to care.
When we spent
Our hard earned money
On temporary satisfaction
Gone as soon
As they’d been obtained.
Liquid courage
To get us through
The days to come-
And the only things
We have to show
For our mistakes
Are the friendships
That made us stronger
And the lessons
We’ll never forget.
Fingers laced
Hearts paced
About to kiss, my mind slips
My heart skips
As the truth nears
And all my fears disappear
When you pull me back
To the reality I lack
As your thumb traces my chin
I can’t help but grin as you pull me in
I admit defeat and our lips meet.
The magical sensation
Of instant gratification.
I must have hit my head falling for you
In this world that is brand new.
Don’t look.
Just walk right by-
Quickly
Before your eyes lock
On the reflection
That isn’t yours.
She looks like you,
But she’s grinning a toothy smile
While your lips are pressed tight.
Her gaze holds you-
And before you know it
You’re leaning closer…
Hands reach out from the glass
Grab you
Force your head to make impact with the mirror-
Shattering
Rings in your ears as
Your
World
Crashes
Down
Around
You…
It is cold
Dreary damp and dark
Nothing to keep me company
But the absence of
Your smiles as a tickle touches your sides
Brought from unexpected fingers
Your eyes as they stare deeply into mine
Telling each other secrets of their own
Your hand grasping mine
A lifeline holding me next to you
Grounded in our world
Your laugh as it sings melodies into the air
A tune I would often long to hear
You. Only a memory
That I can’t hold on to
Beyond this journey
From life to… The unexpected.
You’re alive while I’m here.
You are lost to me
But I”ll be here
Waiting for you to join me.
Greet you with
All the joys we once shared.
You will find me
And we will
Never be lost again.
A child’s mind cracked open wide
For learning and growing
Walking all alone, their own stride
With confidence showing.
But soon they will grow much too big
And forget their own self.
They will have to search hard and dig,
Wiping dust off the shelf.
They will look back with a smile
On all the things they learned-
How could they forget? A long while…
My, how the tables turned!
http://www.napowrimo.net/Â NaPoWriMo prompt for day 25. Catching up! đ
Chirping perching sing me  song
Birds singing through the dusk and dawn
Show them singing is never wrong
Chirping! Perching! … Sing me a song!
Just keep on singing all day long
‘Til beauty has overcome brawn
Chirping… Perching… Sing me a song
Birds, singing through the dusk… and dawn.
NaPoWriMo prompt for day 23
Spring is like a perhaps hand
With fine lines that grow
After white Winter has thawed
To create warmth
And defrost you.
This hand creates life
When touching nature
And perhaps will bring smiles to pleasant neighbors.
This hand is weathered
And perhaps quite old,
But this hand brings us youth annually.
Yes, perhaps Spring is like a hand.
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For today’s challenge, the first line is from a poem by e.e. cummings that can be found here:Â http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15407
Don’t fret, I will not just be posting poems because I like to mix it up, so I’ll be sure to post some other things as well đ I’m excited to participate in NaPoWriMo! Thank you all for joining me on this journey đ
A girl
That dreamed of men
Strong enough to support her
Fell in love with a boy
That needed to be uplifted
To feel loved.
A boy
Who never wanted to grow up
Or stop having fun
Fell in love with a girl
Who grew up much too fast
And never looked back at her youth.
A girl and a boy
Met and fell in love
And, together,
They were everything
They ever needed.
We are born with it
And grow with it
It helps us discover new pleasures
And worlds
We never knew existed
Our worlds become corrupt
Poisoning our minds with reality
As we grow older
Until we cannot see the fantasy world
Of our past
Our rose colored glasses
Have turned gray
And we have lost it
Until it finds our children
When they are brought
Into a brand new world.
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.