I lay awake all through the night
While others lay asleep
As I think of you and I
The tears roll down my cheek
I cry because I love you
I cry because I care
But most of all the reason why I cry
Is you're not there
......
If I stay will you hold me
And comfort me through my tears
If I go will you miss me
And live with regret through the years
If I stay will you kiss me
With the passion you used to show
If I go will you let me
Be someone you used to know
......
I broke a mirror the other day.
It shattered me, but I was fine.
For the me that I saw on display
Was just an I from another time.
the
meeting
of cat and
blue butterfly
though not expected was long awaited
green eyes drift to the tip of its own nose
in hushed stillness
and the guest
to blooms
flies
......
Jewel-like sparkle in up-turned dark eyes
Underneath star dotted skies
Little boy excitedly grasps Mama's hand
Inhaling the scents of crisp twilight and sweet summer land
Eternities spread above the pair in a canopy of splendor
Night beheld in innocent wonder
© 2018 Shawna
These are poems for poets and poems about poets. Also, poems about the art and craft of writing poetry...
The Wonder Boys
by Michael R. Burch
(for Leslie Mellichamp, the late editor of The Lyric,
who was a friend and mentor to many poets, and
a fine poet in his own right)
......
I see the sun run over the sea, later set
Below the horizon of Bay of Bengal, every evening
And the sea I see threat
The boys and girls, and sing
Whimsically, 'O, I'm now giant, be alert';
So they go apart.
I see the sun run over the meadow, later hide
Behind the trees of beautiful Bengal, every evening
And the meadow I see bid
......
clouds rain
eyes strain
through liquid lines on window pane
lines arc
mind sparks
seeking secrets in the dark
clock ticks
thoughts flick
philosopher to lunatic
booms crack
......
I broke a mirror the other day.
It shattered me, but I was fine.
For the me that I saw on display
Was just an I from another time.
Have you ever really wondered?
Stopped your busyness and pondered,
and taken the time to work out,
what Christmas is really all about?
Why all the Christmas decorations
and hard work and preparations?
Why do we give out the presents
if Christmas is only a pretence?
......