Childhood Daydream
Posted on: February 4, 2018
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A five-year old girl
Spinning around in a chiffon dress
Waving her wand up and down
Grants wishes to the ants and butterflies
Falls down, dizzy with emotion
She stares at the black heavens above
A fishbowl of swimming stars
Finding constellations
Indian warriors and goddesses
She connects the dots on Orion’s belt
And makes a wish.
Twenty years later
Spinning around in a satin dress
In her tiny dorm room
Grants wishes to stuffed animals
Falls down, overwhelmed by emotion.
She opens the window, her midnight routine
Star-studded opal skies
Finds her Bellatrix
Stretches out her hand
Traces her fingers
Slowly across Orion’s belt
And sighs in resignation
But there he is
A long-forgotten wish, put aside for a rainy day
He’s all that little girl imagined
A tangible incarnation of vague princess dreams
She finally learns what “happiness” means
It’s in his eyes, his gaze, his scent, his kiss
The way he says her name
The way he caresses her with gentle touch
The way forever is not enough
She lives each day, blessed by his grace
Enamored by that perfect face
Puts aside mortal fears
Treasures each moment he is near.
She swears, sometimes she can see his wings.
Poem to Steve #2
Posted on: February 4, 2018
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Thinking of you now, how one glance makes me weak
Thinking of those eyes, that crinkle when you speak
Thinking of that voice, that pulls me in a daze
And lands me on a cloud, of pink-and-poppy haze
Before I ever met you, it was always touch-and-go
But sometimes it just takes a moment for your heart to know
That somehow it was waiting for its missing piece
To set the shackles of doubt free in permanent release
Now forgive me in advance for my trite clichés
Yet in the stormiest of days, you came drifting by my way
Anchoring me down despite the calamity
Bringing me moments of undeniable clarity
In you I learned how my soul could feel
Is this my real life? With you it’s surreal
In just a few days, I felt too much far too fast
In bittersweet surrender that Frost warned us won’t last
Yet in these waking moments when hope delays the dust
I put aside such cynicism and try to run on trust
Trust in the credence of our Christian brother Paul
Who taught us to always live with hope inside our souls
Hope—it is there each time that you smile
Love—it is you, with your sheer lack of guile
Faith—it dwells in me, yet hidden from sight
Warmth—it’s your voice, as you whisper “Goodnight.”
Kindness—it’s how you treat the people you love
Courage—to change when push comes to shove
Patience—in every second you deal with my Self
Understanding—that lay my melancholia to rest on a shelf
Candor—it exudes from each of your honey-soaked words
No matter how bold or seemingly absurd
Purity—it’s in the way you talk and you act
Truth—is I love you (and that is a fact).
With virtues to extol you, I could go on forever
Yet in this verse tis not my endeavor
I’m simply too exhausted to think or to rhyme
To struggle to set “verses to time”
All I wanted to say, though words mockingly flee
Is that I’m so into you, whole-soul-and-heartedly
I’m jumping into you like a reckless young child
Headfirst, no helmet, naïve, and puerile
Tell me everything I never knew I wanted to hear
Tell me I’m your Darling, as you pull me near
So, take care of me now, and maybe til I die
Make me yours and tell me you’re miner
Poem to Steve
Posted on: January 23, 2018
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Those three little words
Have never rung as true
Nor as effortlessly sonorous
As when they come from you
We turn the music up
And I’ve never felt so free
You pull me close to you
And guide me, tenderly
I’ll never forget that day
I woke to French toast in bed
I wondered how I got so lucky
Not to mention, those things you said
That you would marry me
Make me laugh every day
Make it so I can’t forget
Shove all my doubt away
I was never one for smoking
But with you, it feels so right
We’re simply loving and joking
With ice cream at midnight
Remember the first time I met you?
When I was too nervous to look in your eyes
Remember the first time you touched me?
The sparks, what a pleasant surprise.
Remember the following day?
One of my favorites yet
Speeding down old country roads
Meeting your family and pets
But how did that even happen?
Did it really all start with a Game?
Was it just God’s way of bringing you to me?
After you, I am just not the same.
You made me feel like a treasure
A diamond or some precious gem
Just one glance from you
And I couldn’t care less about “them”
It’s crazy how nothing else matters
I only want to be by your side
To love you and be loved by you, forever
In nothing would I take more pride
You lifted me out of a stupor
Of confusion, doubts, and shame
And pulled me toward you and your splendor
And now, I can’t escape from your name
That monosyllabic perfection
That I cannot exorcise from my mind
The timbre of that manly voice
To be cliché, the stars finally aligned
The slope of your nose, the curve of your lips
The gleam in your eyes, the lines of your jaw
The breadth of your chest, the strength of your hands
Of your perfect physique, I’m simply in awe
And when you draw near me
I draw a deep breath
Nothing can irk me
I’m laughing at Death
With you, faith—once elusive—comes too naturally
In divinity, destiny, or as some call it, “fate”
You’re more than a lover, more than a friend
You’re my Darling, my Hope, my long-awaited soulmate.
Fairytale
Posted on: January 24, 2017
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Hey there, my love
Let’s make our lives a fairytale
A twisted one, mind you
But a fairytale nonetheless.
You can be the evil prince
With a heart of gold
But a temper that explodes
I’ll be your damsel in distress
Who desperately wants to save you
As much as she desires to be rescued
From hidden, inner demons
So come on dear,
Tell me I’m pretty
The fairest of them all
Please stop the wandering eyes
We have something magical
Lustful yet romantic
It’s okay if we feel hate and rage
Jealousy and insecurities
We are in this together
So look into my empty eyes
Yours are empty too,
But both of ours, they shine
With desire, with love
So hold me in your arms
Tell me you’ll be mine and we’ll live
Passionately ever after.
We’ll ride off into the sunset
in your fast blue mustang
Never looking back
at such ordinarily lives.
(Sophie)
Emily Dickinson
Posted on: January 23, 2017
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Emily,
What do you think of, up in your room?
You must have memorized every corner
of the walls
every chip in the wallpaper
or do you pay these worldly things no heed?
do you gaze out the window?
do you wonder how the fresh grass
feels- the morning dew between your
toes- inhale deep the summer soil
immersed in Mother nature’s garden.
instead of writing, do you ever long to drop
the pen and live?
do you wonder how a lover’s touch
would feel? or is that too much sin?
You know the children love their aunt
like an angel dressed in white
they wish they had some more of her
than glimpses from the attic.
you rarely see full sunlight
rarely feel the night’s cool wind
and hail and all the elements,
beating hard upon your skin
You never saw a sunset, sitting without walls
never got caught in a rainstorm
laughing in drenched clothes
don’t you want to feel firsthand
the lightning, thunder, thrills?
would you laugh with joy and squeal,
or get scared and praying, kneel?
For although you write poetic
on themes like God, death, love
I promise you the real world
will stimulate your blood
and once your lungs breathe the wet air
and your tongue tastes a blade of grass
you’ll glance up at your window
through the other side of glass
and smile to yourself, so glad you took the chance
and though you may not stray too far
you’ll always take the long way back
(Sophie)
Diggy
Posted on: January 23, 2017
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Today, a day like any other
the dark grey sky starts to blacken
as rain spitters
and splatters
like an ominous beat
i look out the window
sigh and think
my body shivers at the thought
of a second out,
let alone a walk
past the drugstore
past the lights
past all the noise
to my delight
just thinking of his handsome face
puts me in a better place
the sky takes on a deeper pink,
i quicken my pace,
and with every step i take
my mood gets lighter
takes off some weight
cause soon I’ll be with my best friend
like a tailor, my problem’s he’ll mend
with a needle, or without
being with him is what it’s all about
and when i’m bored or want to die,
he patiently listens to me whine
and never tells me to just shut up
chill out and just not give a fuck
he lets me rant and soon i feel better
laying with him, better than any sweater
and as we watch tv and lay
i close my eyes–a perfect ending to a bad day
i feel so blessed to have this friend
through thick and thin, and back again
(Sophie)
Coffee
Posted on: January 23, 2017
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some more coffee
black
-no wait, a little sugar
i need some energy
my tank is running empty
but my mind is full
of doubts and fears
that eat away my fat
pound by pound
eat it all away
til there is nothing but perfection left.
Bones are harmless, safer
than thoughts.
I’ll be graceful and light
like a ballerina in a music box
trapped and only stopping
when the music stops
and the dirt is sprinkled
pink roses thrown on top
but that morbid’s in the future
how i can just be, be thin, be pure, be less
be anywhere but here
so give me a deep kiss
i need some reassurance
but the only thing that comforts me
in that one teaspoon of sugar
(Sophie)
