| June Poems |
Senior Year. A road, I dare not cross but sought so badly to reach A crossroads with no beginning but a clear ending. A bridge I never saw in wild dreams of yesterdays but so vivid, so real it was a fa�ade that would not dissolve. So here I sit, perched a top this fictitious crossing watching with joy and trepidation at water rushing past and struggling to come to terms with this fortune H High School You saw me cry You saw me drowning, without cause But than you saw me live. Your hollowed halls were a home a sanctuary a resting place. A place wherest I cam bound and left unchained. My struggle for a future, you stood and watched. A guard to show the way a friend to keep me up a fierce demon, at first it seemed, to be slayed. But now, you stand, fading in memory. A stagnant remember of lifetimes past. Graduation graduation. a time of red square hats and joyous smiles. masking my looks of trepidation. A happy sadness and an ecstatic anxiety because butterflies only fear the worst. The Child a wonder. embodiment of light in the darkest package evil laugh but happy smile disguised as Buddha for no one to glance |
| The El A disconnect. looking down at a world cloaked in misery with pockets of hopelessness under, under we travel plunging down and flirting with the lowly commoners just to avoid the between. Anger (Shakespearean Sonnet Style) Te'eeth grind, but now anger surges nowhere, it came, a home wretched power never again surprise fitful urges as great a source always irksome, sour! Mighty boils, it full of wretch'd sore a raged abated tiny unbreath the mind's power itself shaken to core akin to serpents' wrath, a viol'nt death titan's crash but one DID live to tell The Rain fearless leap through rain like a celebration or life freedom we look straight in the face but never see but the children never look to see they just live it. Summer. a life squandered. never to be seen again. a magnitude of time locked inside a silver chest sinking. sinking sinking. down to the bottom of the sea. |
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