Friday, October 31, 2008

Tomorrow

Tomorrow
If the stars are right
I will be a princess

I will have a sceptre
And be able to say, "Off with their heads"

I will have a carriage
And beautiful horses will take me where I wish

Or...

Tomorrow
If I really want to
I will be a pirate

I will buckle a swash
And force people to walk the plank

I will have a parrot
And sail the high seas

Or....

Tomorrow
If I am really good
I will be an angel

I will have big, soft wings
And will fly from here to there

I will have a halo
And I will be invisible

Or...

Tomorrow
I suppose
I will be me

I will do the things that I do
Wake up, eat food

I will be happy and have fun
And everything will be good

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Little Blue Monkey

Little Blue Monkey and Little Green Monkey were great friends. They talked to each other about important things, they held hands when walking together and snuggled against each other on the very cold nights. They thought this would never end.

One day Little Green Monkey decided to leave the path and go and see what was over that hill. Little Blue Monkey was very upset about this and explained to Little Green Monkey that she didn't think this was wise, that in doing so he may not find happiness and there might be dragons.

Little Green Monkey walked alongside Little Blue Monkey but was constantly looking at the hill and he stopped holding her hand or snuggling with her during the cold nights.

Not long afterward Little Green Monkey left and disappeared over the hill. Little Blue Monkey was very upset and Big Red Monkey gave her many hugs and told her that everything would be ok in time. Little Purple Wombat reminded Little Blue Monkey how loved and appreciated she was and said that in time she'd be ok and would be happy again.

All of Little Blue Monkey's family, who were on the road with her, loved her and supported her in their own way.

Little Blue Monkey still missed Little Green Monkey and kept looking back to see if he was running behind them as if to catch up, knowing that he wasn't and wouldn't be likely too. Over time she stopped looking back, but hoped that one day Little Green Monkey's path would cross or come close to hers so that she may see him again and see if he was ok.

And maybe one day they may again walk side by side, holding hands and snuggling when the nights were cold.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

You went away

The door closes behind you and I turn away
My cold and empty hands remind me of you.
The wind howls through the trees
and the empty pillows beside me reminds me of you.
Footsteps echo lonely on the street
and the floor creaks as the house shifts
I turn to find you missing.
Everything and everyone reminds me of you.

Waiting for dawn

(First draft of My heart's song)

Wrap me up
Protect me with your loving arms
Keep me safe from darkness
While I wait for dawn

Wrap me up
Protect me with your loving arms
Keep the faith I've lost
Hold hope where I have none

Wrap me up
Protect me with your loving arms
Remind me of all the colours
When all I see is darkness

Thank you for your patience
I have none for me
I seek an end to this pain
And the easy answers aren't
I never need reminding that
You love me and I love you

Wrap me up
Protect me with your loving arms
Watch with me through darkness
While we wait for dawn

Rage

It lies there
burning cold
sharply dull
coiled deep inside me

I hide from it
unsettling
biting
tearing
consuming

I breathe and wait
it fades
returns to its sleep
never gone
just resting
waiting

Needing

I sit stunned
Your words barely penetrating
How could you say this to me?
I who have loved you for so long.

Slowly the world moves again
Pieces regaining form
My heart resumes its beat
Time flows
And perhaps the wounds will heal

Maybe I can wait longer
Can I wait for ever
Or will the constant yearning tear me apart?
You love me
But not as I love you

My heart's song

Wrap me up
Protect me with your loving arms
Keep me safe from darkness
While I wait for dawn

Wrap me up
Protect me with your loving arms
Keep the faith I've lost
Hold hope where I have none

Wrap me up
Protect me with your loving arms
Remind me of all the colours
When all I see is dark

Wrap me up
Protect me with your loving arms
Watch with me through darkness
While we wait for dawn

Magnestism

(Ok, I didn't write this all by myself, Scott helped (well mostly wrote it) using my magnetic poetry)

I cherish your vast delicious ear
thy finger of evening pleasure
bathe in my cloud of romantic wind
I do lust for a turquoise bottom
like a dream of magnificent man candy
I glisten and gleam with sex honey
come frolic in my moist boy aroma
where we devour our chocolate love cupid
and you tongue my red hot guy candle
which flickers with big naked smiles
and I drench your tiny pink boquet
like a sugary champagne ocean
will thou ache to explore her cheeky depths
or haunt this morning breast goddess
but are you only drunk?
play between perfumed paradise moons
escape through his fly
blow away all lingering hungers

Lost

I rang you and
you didn't answer so
I called another number and
you weren't there

I had a shower to
wash out the worry but
it didn't work so
I got dressed

I paced up and down the
corridor of my house wondering
how I would find you when
I needed you the most

I fell asleep waiting for
you to come home and
give me the comfort I
most desperately craved

I woke up finding
myself wrapped in your arms your
love surrounding me and
making me safe

Handstands on the wall

Running, jumping, laughing, calling
Handstands on the wall.
Years of work for few showers of praise
Handstands on the wall.

Dancing, playing, screaming, shouting
Handstands on the wall.
Bright lights on stage and dancing full days
Handstands on the wall.

Fading, falling, hurting, crying
Handstands on the wall.
Injury and pain, scarring the body
Handstands on the wall.