Sunday, May 20, 2007

Peace vs. Disturbed.

Peace
Colorful, Untroubled
Understanding, Welcoming, Soothing
Neutral, Humane, Hostile, Negative
Threatening, Unaccepting, Draining
Nondescript, Uptight
Disturbed

Goodnight, Lover.

I've always had you and
You've always had me
But only in spirit, it's true
We'd talk for hours and
We'd pray for power but
Powers that be always come through
It was always too far or
The timing was bad but
Can we let go of whatever we had?
Goodnight, lover
It's been too long for us
We can't work it out this time
The time and the distance force us to resistance
So goodnight and goodbye
We came into contact
By way of happenstance
We both realized
We'd been given a chance
We kept the lines open
Talked from time to time
But it must have not been what fate had in mind
Goodnight, lover
It's been too long for us
We can't work it out this time
The time and the distance
Force us to resistance
So goodnight and goodbye

Purple Eyeshadow.

I feel beautiful. I feel sexy. Not because some man told me I was, and not because I suddenly measure up to the girls in the magazines. I feel beautiful because I have on a lacy skirt and a flirty blouse and I'm wearing eyeshadow. Purple eyeshadow. Everyone says people with brown eyes are supposed to wear purple, but I decided to shake it up. I think purple looks good with my blue eyes. They say blue-eyed people should wear brown, but brown is not for me. I'm not a brown person. Brown people are quiet; they sit in corners and read books. Brown people don't think about feeling sexy. Purple people dream and live and experience. They're not afraid to step out on the dance floor or sing karaoke. And then there are blue people. Blue people often appear to be brown people, but this is a false reading. They are dormant purple people. All day long they sit and watch life pass them by until the evening brings them to life. Suddenly they're dancing on tables because the ground is just too low. I am a blue person. I want to be a purple person, to live and love the way they do, but I am content with the life I've been dealt - because now it's night, and I am wearing my purple eyeshadow.

Monday, May 14, 2007

I Am Yours.

I cried my tears to you, knowing somehow there was a lesson to be learned.
You looked at me with love and saved those tears.
Time passed, and I continued to cry,
But still you stayed faithfully, carrying each drop with a purpose.
I asked you why it must be this way, but you would not reveal your purpose.
Finally the time came where I didn't need to cry anymore.
I wondered what became of my tears.
On that day you held me as your child
And baptized me in them.
You turned my sadness into my joy,
For you are joy, you are love,
You are trust, you are beauty,
And I am yours.

That Was Then, This Is Now.

The city streets were never lit so bright
As how they were on our first night
The beach in town will never seem
As calm as it was for you and me
And I will never be the same
Since the moment that you came
I pray every night that you remember when
Now and then I wonder where the innocence has been
My heart has grown weary from the pain and the scars
But you'll always be a part of me, and I'll be a part of who you are

Friday, February 9, 2007

Beauty.

Beauty creeps out the window
Wearing nothing but taut, bare skin
Leaving a trail of wrinkles behind her.

Happiness.

Happiness enters the room
Wearing nothing but a smile
Leaving sadness far behind her.