This page is about poems that my family and friends have shared with me, and I proudly share them with you. I hope you find them enjoyable as I have after I have read them. Many thanks to those who have contributed to this page!
E KOMO MAI MELE ANA!!!
WELCOME TO MY POEM PAGE ...................
*** THE TASTE ***
The music I play... To supercede reality I want to live the dream! Reality just doesn't do it for me anymore... I tried to conform ...to love... To rely on one's emotions Yet it led me here. So let me ask you something..... Is this the plan??? For me I mean? To try he sappy love movie? Yet left to fail....But to get a TASTE JUST A TASTE.....to believe Admit that yes!!! It does in fact exist To trash all my theories.....of LOVE Of lust.....Which leads me to someone new...Full of lust..... Romance.....Is this the point? I now wake.....with no answers..... I DON'T EVEN EXIST.....
*** TRAPPED ***
DISTRAUGHT....... Locked in a room full Of my emotions Too many racing thoughts I can't help but fall asleep Saving such thoughts For another time Another place Comtemplating my choices My priorities ...My LIFE Trying to find the least Painful way to keep myself Going...Mixed thoughts ... Rambling memories What's right...What's wrong I don't know anymore To tell you the truth I don't really care My constant Rambling messages keeping me up long nights Insomnia...the technical term I use pills to sleep To wake...to smile And my one precious pill Which helps me to sit And relax for a while..............
W H Y ? ? ? ?
Why do I question that which cannot be answered...Why can't I just let it go Understand There in fact is no right or wrong answer...no answer at all for that matter...Why????? Why ask why? Which to ask why leads to even more questions.... Why not just live? And breathe..... Go on knowing, knowing that not all why's can be answered..... Yet opinions can be made...STATED And maybe someday ...ACCEPTED!
******YOU WHISPER******
The world a slave to your look Your shapely almond tears Your marzipan skin in a crystal stare Your chocolate box of fears The load of my mind The pointed beatin pulse Stabbing instead my thumping head This famousness is false You glow and glint I blink you winked Ice polished silk You WHISPER.......
Thunder opens its throat Lets out the roar of rain Soaked I clench my overcoat And come up to see you again Your smoothly sculptured neck The trapped curving tongue Your cage of a mouth Springs open And throw out the seeds Of a song They grow and flower And hour after hour Blessed velvet You WHISPER
To Sarah Merchant for .... TRAPPED, THE TASTE , & WHY and to Jonathan Berman for..... THE WHISPER