I am a picture with a broken frame
You can see yourself mirrored in it
Eyes that have seen it all, the good and the bad
My head finding comfort on your shoulder
Remember the whispers of
"It'll be ok"
in my ear over and over until I believe it to be true
The smell of frozen pizza and the way our favorite ice cream melts on my tongue
Fear sounds like dragon flies flitting to and fro about the front yard
How I hated going for my weekly visits with Lisa in Des Moines
When no one understood but you
But I guess they weren't that bad, especially when you rode along with me
Our parents said we were "two peas in a pod"
But you hated it when I called us besties
Because it would makes us like all the others
Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer
Was definitely not the case with us
Our long talks of truth were keeping the monster at bay
Hot as ice. It burned its way through,
But you gave me hope that I could fly away from the big mess I was in
Saying, "Cass, we are in this together," it made her believe she was not alone
And I never will be no matter what happens even as
Sweet sadness falls over us like a blanket
We will fight to win the losing fight until saying:
Attraversiamo
I trust in the promise whispered through the wind
Imagining each dragon fly flitting farther and farther away
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Pure as Falling Rain-revised
Sparkling eyes
Full smiles that are true
Makes your heart flutter-
At one time that was you
Unscathed by the world
Full of trust, free of pain
Seeing the best in anyone
Pure as falling rain
Endless imaginations
Hearts full of innocent love
If only you could bottle
Their virtue from the Lord above
Sensitive to their surroundings
The first to feel something's wrong
They might not know what or why
But they feel it all along
To live their lives
Where the worst is kept away
To feel safe and secure
And not sugarcoat what you say
One's life is a fragile thing
Like the purity of a child
But put them together, like magic
They make you smile
Full smiles that are true
Makes your heart flutter-
At one time that was you
Unscathed by the world
Full of trust, free of pain
Seeing the best in anyone
Pure as falling rain
Endless imaginations
Hearts full of innocent love
If only you could bottle
Their virtue from the Lord above
Sensitive to their surroundings
The first to feel something's wrong
They might not know what or why
But they feel it all along
To live their lives
Where the worst is kept away
To feel safe and secure
And not sugarcoat what you say
One's life is a fragile thing
Like the purity of a child
But put them together, like magic
They make you smile
Sacrifice
You said that fairy tales do not come true
and it would not be smart to pursue
any thoughts in my head of me and you.
But time went on and it became harder
to ignore the feelings that were getting stronger,
sucking me in I could feel the danger
of falling for you. But your voice inside my head
brings around all my doubts about you instead
and I can't help from feeling a bit mislead
by you. When you act one way to make me think
one thing but act the opposite makes my heart sink.
So here it is, what we have is on the brink
of your decision. Will you give your heart to me
and take the chance to make this work, knowingly
making the choice of a future we can't see.
Or will you be brave and strong and stay on track
to give your life not to me but in combat
'cause soldiers go to war and never come back.
and it would not be smart to pursue
any thoughts in my head of me and you.
But time went on and it became harder
to ignore the feelings that were getting stronger,
sucking me in I could feel the danger
of falling for you. But your voice inside my head
brings around all my doubts about you instead
and I can't help from feeling a bit mislead
by you. When you act one way to make me think
one thing but act the opposite makes my heart sink.
So here it is, what we have is on the brink
of your decision. Will you give your heart to me
and take the chance to make this work, knowingly
making the choice of a future we can't see.
Or will you be brave and strong and stay on track
to give your life not to me but in combat
'cause soldiers go to war and never come back.
Silent Journey
In my dream
I am a red maple leaf
Abandoned softly by the tree,
Whose front lawn home
Is littered with thousands
A leaf still damp with rain
From the storm since passed,
Blowing silently over the sleeping paw
Of the old sheepdog soaking up the sun
At rest on autumn's soft quilt
I slide endlessly over the sidewalk
Down Vannesst Street's center line
Amidst the tires and exhaust of cars
Lost in their own pursuits,
Driving over mirror images
Suddenly stolen by the fresh fall breeze
I glide through the air
To settle on a white patio chair
Where I watch a somber man
Working to dispose of any traces
of myself.
I am a red maple leaf
Abandoned softly by the tree,
Whose front lawn home
Is littered with thousands
A leaf still damp with rain
From the storm since passed,
Blowing silently over the sleeping paw
Of the old sheepdog soaking up the sun
At rest on autumn's soft quilt
I slide endlessly over the sidewalk
Down Vannesst Street's center line
Amidst the tires and exhaust of cars
Lost in their own pursuits,
Driving over mirror images
Suddenly stolen by the fresh fall breeze
I glide through the air
To settle on a white patio chair
Where I watch a somber man
Working to dispose of any traces
of myself.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Simpson College-First Semester
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