I am distracted by you
By the thought of what could be
I don't even know who you are
Just who I hope you could be.
WELCOME
..and here are a few things to keep in mind:
This blog contains mostly my poetry and a few thoughts from time to time. The thoughts will be entered when and wherever I feel necessary to keep things in proper order. Thoughts and things not belonging to me will be denoted with asterisks. Poems will be archived by the date which they were written, not by that which they were posted. I tend to update things a month or few after being written so as to keep current issues from wandering unattended around the web.
Enjoy...
[somberlife was first created July 11, 2004]
“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.”
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
Friday, June 24, 2005
Reaching Out
I'm reaching out
grabbing for the closest hand
will it be yours
that pulls me to my feet?
I'm wanting someone,
something
is it you?
is it this?
I know what I'm hoping for
but is it really what I want?
grabbing for the closest hand
will it be yours
that pulls me to my feet?
I'm wanting someone,
something
is it you?
is it this?
I know what I'm hoping for
but is it really what I want?
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Melodies
I wish I could put in words
The melodies I hear inside.
If only there was a way
to express the music I hear
I could have beautiful
words.
Flowing
lines.
Graceful
notes.
Up, Down, Half-step
One after another,
Perfect succession.
If only there was a way to express the music I hear
inside of me.
The melodies I hear inside.
If only there was a way
to express the music I hear
I could have beautiful
words.
Flowing
lines.
Graceful
notes.
Up, Down, Half-step
One after another,
Perfect succession.
If only there was a way to express the music I hear
inside of me.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Stupid Love Poems
I don't want to feel this way
even if it's
just so
I'll
stop writing
these
stupid love poems
even if it's
just so
I'll
stop writing
these
stupid love poems
Monday, June 13, 2005
*intermission from poetry*
I have another blog now, which I will use for non poetry related things.
Check it out:
Ramblings of an Insomniac
Check it out:
Ramblings of an Insomniac
Friday, June 10, 2005
Did I Miss Something
You haven't called.
You haven't text.
Did I miss something?
Is it over?
Was it ever really started?
You came on to me.
You talked to me.
You called me.
"Can I take you out some time?"
If the offer still stands,
Bring it on.
If you've changed your mind
Then let me know.
I know there is an age difference,
But I'm almost over that now.
Give a woman long enough
And she'll rationalize anything.
So if you're still interested,
Bring it on.
But if not
Then, at least let me know.
You haven't text.
Did I miss something?
Is it over?
Was it ever really started?
You came on to me.
You talked to me.
You called me.
"Can I take you out some time?"
If the offer still stands,
Bring it on.
If you've changed your mind
Then let me know.
I know there is an age difference,
But I'm almost over that now.
Give a woman long enough
And she'll rationalize anything.
So if you're still interested,
Bring it on.
But if not
Then, at least let me know.
Friday, June 03, 2005
If You Need Me
All that I have in me
Screams out at me
To tell you the truth
But I look at you and
You're happy
You're content
I can't throw a wrench
in your relationship
You have a girlfriend
You're happy
...so that's where I stop.
I'm here if you need me
Screams out at me
To tell you the truth
But I look at you and
You're happy
You're content
I can't throw a wrench
in your relationship
You have a girlfriend
You're happy
...so that's where I stop.
I'm here if you need me
Can't Go Away
I'm always there
...floating in the background
Won't I go away
you ask
I can't go away
I've tried many days
I'm just a ghost from your past
I will always be there
...sometimes tangible
...sometimes only a faint memory
Soft as a whisper at dusk
I am always there
I am always near
I will never go away
Though I've tried many days
...floating in the background
Won't I go away
you ask
I can't go away
I've tried many days
I'm just a ghost from your past
I will always be there
...sometimes tangible
...sometimes only a faint memory
Soft as a whisper at dusk
I am always there
I am always near
I will never go away
Though I've tried many days
The Fine Art of Hiding my Feelings
I smile when I'm near you
I laugh when I'm with you
I think about you when we're apart
I want your undivided attention
I've fallen in love
I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen
Your the sweetest I've had
but I didn't see it in time
I didn't mean
to play with you
when I had you
I didn't realize
I was playing with my own heart
I didn't tell you my feelings
When I had the chance
Now, I'm the not so proud
owner of a Broken Heart.
You can't see how it is I feel
I've mastered (to well)
the fine art of
hiding my feelings.
I'm proficient, but to much so.
So here, on this paper,
I lay out my feelings
for you
...to never see.
I laugh when I'm with you
I think about you when we're apart
I want your undivided attention
I've fallen in love
I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen
Your the sweetest I've had
but I didn't see it in time
I didn't mean
to play with you
when I had you
I didn't realize
I was playing with my own heart
I didn't tell you my feelings
When I had the chance
Now, I'm the not so proud
owner of a Broken Heart.
You can't see how it is I feel
I've mastered (to well)
the fine art of
hiding my feelings.
I'm proficient, but to much so.
So here, on this paper,
I lay out my feelings
for you
...to never see.