Thursday, July 31, 2008

A couple lame(ish) poems.

Ocean Water



I looked up at the stars through treetops


Let my head fall back and hugged my knees


The waves crashed, one after another


Wind howled as I contemplated the tides


And water, so much water, then me



 

Debt, dependency and heartache crumble


Like a sandcastle, like being weakened


By pure awe in someone's strong presence


Paralyzed by optimism and the hope of potential


That the feeling of wating is over... 

 


Car Key, House Key



He opens the door


His car door, and steps out


On to the pavement


Puts one foot in front of the other


Reaches for his keys


In his sweatshirt pocket

A gray, zip-up hoodie


With flecks of white paint


A gift, one night when he was cold


Slides the key into the lock


Twists and pulls open the door


The exterior door, it's heavy


Strides towards 1-1-1


Glancing at his uninterested neighbors' doors


They have no names


But they have their own world


Secrets they won't tell


He opens the door, flicks the light on


And puts things in places

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