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


Sunday, August 26, 2007

Lost

Just to cry,
to let a little out.
but if I lose much more,
I feel I'll be empty

I've poured myself out
and held myself back
somewhere in the stretching,
the pushing, the pulling,
I've lost something very dear to me

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

I Don't Understand

How can you hate who you've been,
When, if you'd never been who you were
You could never be who you are?

Friday, July 20, 2007

i want to be angry

not at anyone in particular.
and for no apparent reason.
i just feel like being angry.

but i guess i won't be.
i can't think of a good reason...

Sunday, July 15, 2007

your mood is curious...

I want to tell you everything about me.
I want you to know my whole life.
You know me so well, but there is still more.
I want you to be the one I tell.

Friday, June 22, 2007

The Unseen

I am not afraid of the darkness
I am not afraid of the unknown
I am fearful of the unseen

The known, but unseen
You don't know when
You don't know where
You know it's there,
but as of yet remains unseen

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Hugs

What is it with these people
always wanting to hug me.
Do you feel it necessary to touch
everyone you come in contact with?
Can you not feel the awkwardness,
the tension? when you touch me.

I oblige you
I let you touch me,
my sacred property.
I 'hug' you.

What would you do,
how would you respond?
if I resisted.
Backed away &
stuck out my hand for a shake.
Would you then oblige me?
No, you'd call me out on it
and pull me in for a tighter
Hug.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Dressed in Black

They walk in all dressed in black
chains garnishing every spare loop.
I stare.
They think:
- another stupid one of them
I smile (to myself)
And think:
. I remember those days.
. All dressed in black
. Shocking the world,
. one person at a time.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Smelt a Memory

You know, they say our sense of smell is most closely related to memories?
Have you ever smelt a memory?
You smell the scent
and suddenly emotion comes rushing
you try to place it
but no picture can be found...

I did not see it
I could not place it
But I know
I have just smelt a memory

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Save our Nation

In honor of V-Tech.


Nine-eleven, it made me shudder
but that was when I was young
before I was initiated to the harsh reality of America
before I realized that tragedies do happen
- and our nation needs to band together
not only when 31 are shot-up by a mentally unstable American
not a South Korean, an American.

We can't go blaming other countries for the ills which befall us
It's our fault.
As a nation, As a people
We discriminate against those who are perfectly stable
and choose not to help those who need it
It's our fault
We go blaming one another
Your fault. My fault. His fault.
NO!
It's our fault.

Every new decade, every new era
A new tragedy strikes...
We remember who we are
We remember we need to stand together
But in-between, never.

It's our fault.
We must take our own in
help them, save them, teach them
We must accept our blame
Correct our follies
And band together to save our nation.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

*Guest Appearence*

Confined
In my mind
Can’t talk
Can’t offend

That sucks

Thoughts can’t escape
Restricted to paper
Stomach aches
Longing to be alone

Too many people
Distractions here and there
I don’t care about stripes
Or Biology homework

Go elsewhere

There is not party here
This is my space
You are no longer welcome

But I can’t talk
Can’t offend
I just want to cry
But I can’t

Please Leave

I’m not fine
Don’t you see
I’m lying to you

I am tired
Longing to sleep
The sleep of the uncaring

Go Away

You are not wanted here
You and your happy feelings
I am not happy
So you shouldn't be either

I don’t care about your dying computer
Or your script
Or your phone

I like this commercial

I feel like I’m drowning in friendships
To many at one time
To much emotion in my body
I just want to scream

AHHHHH

There, that’s better.
Paper screams on a paper rant

Your laughs are infectious
To others
To me
Right now
I want them to stop
Cease
Desist

~Kerry JM