Saturday, April 25, 2009

Three poems

I can't decide whether I like this one very much.

being afloat
in the universe
there's thick,
velvety darkness
pressing in on all sides
pinpricked occasionally
by stars
throbbing, tiny
points of fire
the heat bathes your face
in light
and gravity traps you
pulls you in
tendrals of warmth
reach up and
sear your eyeballs
you turn away and
round splashes of white
fill the darkness
it's all you can see.

And written directly after that:

Sometimes I want to laugh
at how profound
it all must sound
when really,
all that caused it was
some angst and boredom.
What a pair.

Written last night:

That feeling when
your throat closes up
and you can't breathe
not from tears
from your lungs
actually not moving
because your heart's
frozen one second,
beating frantically
the next
like hummingbird wings
whirring away
in your chest.


Friday, April 17, 2009

Two poems one song

So many
changing things

Each day I am
a new person

No one knows
who I am
I only know
I'm changing

Today I'm thoughtful
yesterday decisive
Today I'm still
as the world rushes
around me
swirls of color-
random noises-
patches of anger, tears,
ebb and flow over me
through me

Today I'm aloof
Tomorrow I'll feel
the pain
of a world constantly
leaving me behind
The next day I'll laugh
and forget it all

Each day I am
a new person

I can't decide if I like this next one very much... is it too short?

Friends-- what good are they?
To talk to, cry with, laugh with
to sprint through life with
A momentary understanding 
between two beings
afloat in the universe
seeking somewhere to rest.

I have to write a tune for this one, it feels like a song to me.

How do you know
what your life will
bring about--
will you cause joy
or pain
in your life?
Will you be neutral
standing frozen
as the world rushes by
afraid to cause pain
so ignoring the need?

How do you know
what kind of person
you'll be--
will you cause joy
or pain
each day?
Will those around you
want to hold you
will you love them
with all you have--
will you search for friendship
in vain?

It eludes you
the world's spinning
you stop fighting
for a moment
for a moment
there's a fragment
of peace in
the world.

How do you know
if you'll ever find answers
to these questions
that fill your brain?
Will they haunt you
till you forget them
and the reason you cared--
will you learn to let go
and just live?


Sunday, April 5, 2009

Trying to Get to Sleep

There's a weight on my chest
and my brain feels like mush
mush that's gray - and the weight
is like bricks
onto dirt-
little clouds mushroom up
that's my thoughts dying down
as my brain takes a break,