Ocean Eyes

Alone at night, I dream of you
So close to me in rest
I see the ocean in your eyes
I sink into your chest

Like waves, I hear your heart beat rise
And crash into the tide
Dizzy with sweet joy of Love
I feel you at my side

And you will never let me drown
I trust the strength you hold
Your gaze intoxicates my heart
Please swim within my soul.

Oh, swim and read my every thought
I'll drift into your arms
Kiss me under water's shield
And claim me with your warmth.

Oh, let me surf your ocean eyes
And let me taste the salt
Upon your tongue, my fearless name
Is safe and ne'er at fault

Where Water's Edge meets Sandy Shore
My dream will leave me here
Awaken me to find your face
So soft and oh so near.

Reconnection

A conversation between blogs. This took place on the young writers project website.

Megdempsey:
I still read her poetry on here every so often
I feel like I know her again
As if I never left her
As if we were still two young souls playing at recess
And every time I do, I miss her
I don't think she realizes how talented she is
How jealous I always was of her
This is a meager attempt at a poem that maybe she will read
Or maybe she never will see
But I wish she knew how much I cherish her and her writing
We don't talk much anymore
We don't walk through life together anymore
But I hope she knows that I still care
I hope she knows I'll still be here if she has trouble
If she needs someone to talk to.
We used to be best friends
I don't have many of those anymore.
This year is painful
This year I've found out who I am and who I wish to be
I miss the familiar faces of my small town
The ones I used to see every day
The ones who knew me as me, who knew my name so well
Who truly cared, who I had in the palm of my hand
And I dropped them. I let them down. I let them fall
And in so doing, hit the ground myself.
I never picked up the phone
I never wrote letters
Now I'm searching for people who will love me for me
The ones I can trust not to leave
The ones who value the blessings of life

Then again, maybe I don't know her anymore
Maybe the town is just as lost as I am
But I still miss them dearly.

Thank you Magzdoodle for continuing your love of writing. I admire you in so many ways.


Magzdoodle:
Oh, Meghann,
I hope you know
I have not forgotten you.

Oh, Meghann,
I hope you know
You are still constantly in my thoughts.

Did you know
That I thought
We would remain best friends
Forever?
That I thought
We would grow up together
And be the godparents
Of each others children?

And I know now
That maybe we won't do
Everything
Together
Anymore,
And maybe
We won't see much
of each other
Later on in our lives,
But you will always
Be my best friend-
My first and truest friend
That I ever had
(and probably ever will).

I could never
Forget you,
Though I know
That these past few years
Have separated us-
I know there is much
That we have forgotten
To tell each other.

But I will always be here;
My ears will always be open
And my heart always full
When you are near

For Meghann,
I hope you know
That I will always love you,
No matter how these years
Have changed us.

Goodbye dear friends--I hardly knew [Dickinson]

Goodbye dear friends—I hardly knew—
Your soul still lives by me
Upon the bed—awaiting Death
I know I am now free

For outside—Birds stay whistling—
They sense I’ll fly on soon
I close my lids to see the skies—
And Vanish from the room

Dear God, I beckon now to Thee
I am the Graceless dove
Deserve—not I—the Mercy sent
’Pon me—a Tarnished clove

Thanks be—a Faith of needed hope
That I ne’er lost—but Found
A Love now taketh me in death
To King of golden crowns

Now I am gone Beyond the earth
But birds still feel my Soul
And Flying high—through clouds so calm
My friend—I shall console

Columbine.

I am the gun, but I taste the salt of peace
I see the fear, for I am the fearful
I see the tearful recognition of what is to come, yet this is the past and I am the future and she is the present unopened
Until she says, “Yes” to the question of the boy in the trench coat
I scream, “No!” to the falling body on the library floor
Of a school
I smile for her freedom, escaping this earth
For I am the earth as well as beyond
My body feels Heaven like the chains of Perdition
And now I am her, dead on the ground as the boy in the trench coat stands above me
Bitter by the love of Divinity
I am the death, I am the killer
I am the victim, I am the innocent
A lonesome tree with leaves blowing in the wind before the axe tore me down just as her body hits the carpet
My finger struck her down with one pull of a trigger
And I am the tears pouring out in every eye throughout the world
I am the prayer whispered by all mouths
I am her fate from her acceptance of a Divine Entity, admitting the belief of a God
Torn between toleration and exclusion, I have killed her
Torn between a choice of the body and soul, I have destroyed her
And torn between Yes and no, I am the Killed
Do I believe in God?
I believe in the living
And have seen Death in front of me!
O! Bleeding out a scream of choice
The villain in the trench coat chose no
Do I then, choose no?
She chose Yes
And so I too, Choose Yes.

Name

i write the name on paper
look at it.
fold it.
crumple it.
forget it
burning in my pocket
screaming out its being
showing me a face
showing me a lie.

so i look for a fire
i search for a flame
burn it
burn it
burn it, it says
even the name knows it must not exist

i need

to burn it
sprinkle the name in ashes
letting them fly away from me
letting its existence fade
kill its memory
strangle it away from my dripping eyes

i cannot hear the whispers anymore
i cannot see the glares
i cannot taste the salty tears
i cannot touch the flame now

it's gone
it's gone
it's burnt
please burn
please go
please leave
please die

i'm free

Scarred

Inside myself, I go again
Inside myself, I sleep
Where no one dare intrude again
Or watch me as I weep
I'm breaking from the crowd again
I envy all I see
The people in my emptiness
Excluding all of me

The days go on in soundless cries
I sink in sand, alone
Cutting through my skin, I find
I've lost my own Divine
I've lost the ones I truly know
I'm scared I'm on my own
I'm scared that I'll be left behind
By all who come and go.

If you could only see the pain
The broken, scarred, red skin
The circle of my eyes so dark
That mirror all my sins

You'd simply laugh an empty sigh
You'd breathe in night's clean air
For you have lost the will to care
But lately, so have I.

It's nice to not remember you
With razors by my side
It's nice to sleep away the sun
With pills that run and hide
Through veins, I claim my own demise
You could have let me in
But now I choose to leave before
You cut me
Once again.