On Valentine's Day

Author's Note: If you read the last post, well, hopefully this will help make you feel less awful. Or stop shaking your head at me.

It was written for someone who popped into my head as a pretty great gal. I do not have a Valentine this year, which I think might actually be a first for me, but that's alright.

I hope you enjoy it.

*****

I would have sent you daffodils
but hope this will do instead
for my favorite flower pales, it seems
to the beauty you possess
A box of chocolates or Hallmark card
could have made their way to you
Yet the chocolates couldn't be as sweet
Nor would the card be true
For cards they speak of love and such
or would say, "Oh please, be mine!"
But I'm not in love, nor could I claim
Ownership of one so fine
Your quiet strength and gentle laugh
the subtle way you smile
Make birds go quiet and nature pause
to admire you for awhile
So who am I? Well, I'm just me
who thought of you today
I don't need to be your Valentine,
only wanted to have my say.

68

Author's Note: The following was written just after the previous poem "Deer in the Headlights". We were eating really yummy pie and listening to a rap artist who calls himself "Tyga". His lyrics are great (smell the sarcasm). Anyway, I decided to try my hand at writing a really, REALLY innappropriate rap. I think I succeeded.

The following is quite vulgar. Keep in mind that it was written as a sort of joke, so if you don't have a sense of humor, please skip this one. It IS demeaning to women. Though...if Ludacris wanted to flesh it out (ha - flesh it out) that would be super cool. Then again, he could do much better.

*****

You do me
I'll owe you one
Though I need to get going
as soon as you're done
I'm sobering up
You don't look so good
Staring at your face
I'm losing my wood
Hurry up, bitch, and whiten your teeth
It's gettin' pretty late and I'm lookin' to leave
Here's a number; not mine. I don't want you to call
Besides, how you gonna talk if you're suckin' on balls
Don't start lookin' upset, don't you try to hate
It's just the way that I roll, bitch, we call it "68"

Deer in the Headlights

Author's Note: So...I hit a couple deer the other night while I was going to a friend's house for pie. I'd never done that before (hit a deer, not eat pie) and I hope to never do so again. It definitely spiked my pulse and blood pressure, plus, I just felt kind of shitty about it. Anyway, to process it I wrote a poem. Enjoy!

*****

Time slows down,
my music stops.
They seem frozen there in time.
My truck was never meant to stop
or turn upon a dime.
The tires screech,
my knick-knacks fly.
I veer hard to the right.
Trying to avoid a herd
of deer racing in fright.
I'm sideways now.
I'm off the road.
I feel my tires slide.
I see the terror in her eyes,
she slams into the side.
Another in the front,
in her eyes I see dread.
Then hear the "THUMP" as my light
makes contact with her head.
With time slowed down
I saw them both,
I'm unsure what to do.
All I wanted was some fucking pie!
I didn't want to slam into...
deer.

Angels Die

The water running red with blood
a broken body in the mud
Remnants of tattered wings were there
an angel, fallen from the air
When the hubris of man reaches dizzying height
It ends an angel's quiet flight
When man hates life and wears a frown
it brings the angels crashing down
When human dreams exceed the sky
the angels die.

Letting Down a Friend

I couldn't say what I wanted to say
Instead I let you walk away
The irritation was in your voice
I guess I must have made the wrong choice

But how I say it matters to me
because you matter, don't you see
I'm trying to extract foot from mouth
but fear our friendship may have gone South

It started with a phonecall from Ouray
When I didn't say what I wanted to say

Crusade

This one has been stewing for a few hours now. It think I'm happy with it, and it's dedicated to anyone that's had to stiffen their upper lip.

*****

I have another shadow that no one wants to see.
It hides inside the darkness, just waiting there for me
to lower my guard and take down my wall,
that it may trip me up, make me stumble. Fall.
Speaking to me inside dream and nightmare
asking dark questions  and laying me bare,
this shadow is tenacious and attacks all my sense.
The burden it casts upon me is immense.
An angel took my hand, a lovely bringer of the light
But her wings, they were not strong enough, and she could not take flight.
"I'm sorry," she said, fleeing, and left me alone
to battle the shadow, once more, on my own.
"No matter," I said, as I willed myself strong.
"I could use the mental workout. It's been my fight all along."
The war has always been there, with its clamor and din.
It's been raging for ages, and it's one I will win.

Dreams Take Flight

It's been awhile.

*****

I want someone to hold
A heart to kiss my soul
A hand to grasp mine tightly
To keep it warm. Daily. Nightly.
I'm good with being on my own
But it'd be nice to have a home
and someone I can come home to.
And I'm left wondering if it might be you.

*****

Oranges, reds, and violets paint the sky
The clouds roll in, then pass me by
A single star it twinkles there
Alone, I'm waiting in the cold, cold air.
Take my hand and come with me.
Open my heart and help me to see,
all the colors of the quiet night,
and join me as our dreams take flight.