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| How Could I Fail You Terror fills my mind and captures my soul. How could I have failed you? How could I have let you down? You are my shelter, my life, my therapist and best friend. How could I fail you when you needed me the most? You cried out in pain and my naked ears could not hear you. I saw your pain but my mind ignored you. Intent only upon my own well-being, I failed you in the most horrendous way. Selfishness ruled my life when you needed me to be yours. All you needed was my listening ear and I could not give it. How could I have failed you, when you needed me the most? |
| In His Mind In his mind he does exactly what he should. He thinks he is a great friend -- a good person. He has morals, he has values. Yet somehow, someway, he is never enough -- never good enough. Not for them -- who he calls hs friends. Some point and alugh. Some yell insults. Some just whisper. Some ignore thinking it's the best. He feels all the pain, he know the hurt but no one listens because to admit it is death Death to his small image he has created for himself. Death to laughter, death to joy. When he tries, tries to express it. They get more angry and push him away. Saying your not perfect, we don't want you. Take a look at yourself he screams to silent earts. They nod and say yes..... but we are better. Better because we can stand the pain. Better because we give advice. Better because we are prettier, more athletic. We are better. Ask us to our faces, we will lie. Ask our hearts, and you know the truth. |
| Symphony of Noises In the quiet I hear noises, noises I've never heard. My heart has opened my ears. The squeak of the heater, the captivating sound of life with it's amazing symphony of rythyms and tempos and tone. The squeak of the once silent shoes on the damp floor. The harsh scratching of graffetti as students hurry to finish assignments. The rustle of papers joins the loud clicking of the pen as someone tries to remember an answeror idea. The whistling of a bored jock, anxious for practice. The not-so-silent recited lines of the lead in the play, all combining to make a beautiful symphony. A symphony of noise never heard before alights on my ears to delight me. I now understand -- understand the beauty of the world. |
| All in Preparation Laughter and joy, smiles and giggles, plans and reservations; All in preparation. Dresses bought, tux's rented, flowers picked out; All in preparation. Limo's to rent, hair appointments to be made, nails done and painted; All in preparation. The time is here. All in preparation; all is done. |
| Absent Love Desperation fills my mind and I call out for you. But my voice is silenced. Silenced by a sudden affection for Another. How could you? You betrayed my heart yet do not know it. I realize you could never have known. For I seldom speak of it and do not allow it to show. You are moving on and I cling, cling to memories and to you. Hoping you will look back and save me. Now more than ever. Now that I have realized... I love you. |
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