Oh
To high
Such elegance, ne’er have I seen
Your beauty
Your ballet of chaos
Unconsciously living
Beautifully wavering
Your beautiful destruction, creation
Incredible perfection
Demanding appreciation
To gaze,
To awe and wonder
Amazed to be within
I feel noble to stand
To be a part
Of such elegant chaos
Elegant Chaos
By January 26th, 2011, underSwing
By October 28th, 2010, underI wrote this very long ago…I found it while packing up my things, preparing to move. It was printed out on a sheet of paper. This meant a great deal to me at the time and it’s incredible to be able to look back at it.
Newborn
By October 28th, 2010, underHis hand rises to shield his eyes
Like a newborn child, he strains to see
The sun so bright
The warmth so strong on his face
His eyes cannot hold; they close
He looks away
He wants to go back to sleep
He doesn’t dream
He doesn’t know how he got there
He just knows rest
Yet something out there beckons
“There’s more than this”
The sun is still uncomfortably warm
Closing his eyes won’t escape that
He sits his body up
Looks toward the ground
His legs resting gently upon it
He looks up and squints
Not a thought in his mind
He stares for a while
Not wanting to look away
Then drops his head again
Eyes closed
“Where am I?”
This newborn’s first thought
“I’m alive…”
He opens his eyes
Moves his hand to his vision, palm up
Stares
“This is a hand”, his body tells him
“This is you.”
The hand slowly begins to close
The fingers relaxing
He sets it down on his leg
To his left he looks
Nothing but bright, bright terrain
His head pivots to the right
He squints
All the same
This newborn child
Lost again
He closes his eyes
Takes a deep breath
Exhales
“I’m here again”
He begins to feel tired
The heat helps him fade away
His body slumps forward
Rest
All For You
By October 28th, 2010, underHere I lay
Just like every other day
My mind feels high
From thoughts of you
Thoughts of us
Together
How we’ll be
The future us
Clearly, I see
Where we could be
Where we will be
How we’ll make it through
Forever, I could stay with you
And throughout it all
I’ll remain true
My life has changed for the better
It’s only you
You’re the better half of me
And the other half I could lose
To be all you
All for you
I do
I’m all for you
Comfort Food
By May 26th, 2010, underWith each delicious bite I take
I can feel the stomach pains beginning
Sweet chocolate, creamy center
Fending off sorrows with tasty goods
Training them to be timid, like a dog with her bone
The second course
Sweeter than the first
The stomach pains grow again
Of each bite I’m wary, but I continue
Maybe the stomach pains will distract me
With the last bite, I look around for more
Sitting alone, hoping eternal the taste in my mouth
Regret sinks in, but I do not mind
Bring on the stomach pains
What else have I tonight
Journey
By May 20th, 2010, underI had taken comfort
By a simple fact
That I had found the one for me
For the remainder of my life
The first person I would call
To share all my happy moments
Or dreadful, sorrowful news
To exclaim success and triumph
Or to proclaim “I do!”
The one with whom I would share
Every part of me
My love, my sorrow, my oddities
I had no need or worry
About other friends
Because I would always have this woman
By my side
No matter what
Together we had planned a journey
My life had a direct course
I knew where I was going
She was my becon – my torch
The path was paved in security
Lined with beautiful greens
We could walk for years
Without looking back, or taking breaks
But then one day it thundered
The darkened greens became a fright
The paved path beneath us
Collapsed into mud
The rain began to fall
Onto my shining torch
And no longer could I see her
I was on this path alone
To look around me now
Is confusing and sorrowful
My body aches from walking
In this gripping mud
My thoughts are spinning
From the fightful sights
My love has been taken
Somewhere into this night
I thought this journey would end
Together with my light
No rush, no worry, no wandering
But now, I can’t decide
I look back behind me
And then I look in front
But I can feel nothing
The warmth beside me is gone
So I continue walking
Try to keep my head high
Hopefully one day my light will return
And shine forever bright
But until that time comes
I will journey alone
This road is not the same
I know not where it will go
Perhaps I am mistaken
And the storm will pass
And then I will realize
It is the same path
And with the storm forgotten
She will be able to shine
And maybe we will continue
Along this trusy line
But what if when all clears
I’m still left alone
What if we’ve lost eachother
At an unseen fork in the road
Be careful on your journey
Always watch the skies
Be sure to take shelter
If winds begin to blow
Hunker up together
Hold on
Don’t let go
Another Roller Coaster Ride
By May 20th, 2010, underThis poem makes a bit more sense when paired with its sister…
I think into my past
Where every moment hurt
Mended oh so purely
By a lovely girl
I felt my old heart ache
I felt pains pierce my chest
And then they were comforted
Bad thoughts put to rest
I felt my hopeful moments
I remembered happy thoughts
And now they were unending
Encouraged all so much
I remembered my old smile
Littered with regret
But all had been forgotten
By this beauty that I’d met
With each pleasent moment
Existed thrice the ‘mount of love
The thought of being with her
I couldn’t hold close enough
And now I look at you
Forsaken and afraid
Of what may lay ahead of me
In these future days
Such good times you showed me…
Yet, my feelings hurt
But I refuse to crawl
Back into that dirt
All those cold emotions
That I thought I’d lost
Once again resurfaced
With such an endless cost
I hoped that you were good for me
But together we planted a seed
Of a slow but steady burden
That I was too hopeful and ignorant to read
I wished you would be good for me
And still I hope inside
But I’m unable to survive
Another roller coaster ride
Beauty From Treetops
By February 6th, 2010, underI will grow higher…
I will grow stronger…
My life with be brighter..
My life will be sounder..
My hopes resemble reason.
Don’t let me flounder.
Soon I’ll look up.
The world will be beautiful.
My thoughts will be shaken…
My will will be weakened…
All will feel against me..
Nobody will guide me..
But I’ll be my own guide.
I’ll stand by my own side.
Watch me grow stronger.
And my sight has shown me…
How the world will behold me…
I feel my face lighten..
I feel my grip strengthen..
Life’s presence surrounds me.
My hope is abounding.
Watch me grow higher.
My thoughts have grown brighter…
My will has grown sounder…
And though I was week..
Behold, I am stronger!
And from my new perch,
The landscape appears so hopeful.
I look up.
The world is beautiful.
Mother
By February 6th, 2009, underSociety nurtures their young and guides them into a set of values that are acceptable – values and beliefs that are allowed and are surely “the right thing”. Society does a job to shelter from outside influence, its members protecting each other from the “danger” of exploration and thought. At a glance, society seems wonderful. Stable. Helping. Step back, and see that society is a curse. Enslaved minds living in anguish, afraid to peek at the world above.
Identity (Parts I – VI)
By March 21st, 2008, underI’m not sure whether to call this a poem or a short story. When ideas come into my head, I want to write them down – whether it be an entire story or a simple thought. But if I write a short story, I feel I must keep going – keep developing a plot. It was not like that with a poem. I simply began to write and let the poem play itself out. I had no idea when it was going to end. I could very well have ended it at each part.
This poem was written for myself to release my own thoughts and emotions, but for others conveys a message. This isn’t one of those cryptic morals – it’s plainly obvious. Something many in today’s society need to learn to abide by, or at least consider.