Monday, November 21, 2011

Still

My heart is as placid as the
lake, and a rowboat glides smoothly
over the stillness
whilst underneath life churns.

Things eat each other.
Dive bomb birds,
cast lines reel,
and memories swirl
but the rowboat continues
to the very center
unperturbed
and drops it's anchor
into the churning
homeostasis.

Kineticism

It's as though magnetism
is pulling me into every
possible corner of my existence,
but because equal and opposite
force is being exerted
from every direction,
I remain intact and still,
while highly energized
with potential.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Hope From Lilli

Beautiful Lilli bud,
frosted over before you could bloom,
tonight I sing for you,
flowering voices filling the room
and we grow because you made us want to,
what many of us needed
was a sweet miracle like you.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

That Feeling

To me,
being kissed,
eating chocolate,
and having a good choir rehearsal
are all the same feeling.

Watery in General

I should be studying.
If only my mind would hold still.
Oh, well, I'll see my love tonight,
and hope that holding him will cause
the contents of my body to solidify.
I'm tired of being all washed up.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

A Horribly Revealing Dream

Last night I had a dream in which I found a person who embodied a compilation of everyone who'd ever teased me, snickered at the things I believe in, or shoved me around.
I went up to this person, and started physically fighting him. I told him I would stop if only he'd apologize for terrorizing another human being to the point of wanting to kill herself.
He just laughed at my efforts.
I drew on my anger. I started scratching, pinching, biting, punching hard until my new engagement ring was leaving bruises in his bare skin. Finally, I made him apologize, and promise never to bully again.
I stopped, and felt a small satisfaction.
Then I saw a letter of recommendation written by a compilation of everyone I've ever admired.
It read, "Kaylie is the hope of this world, because no matter how dark it gets, she won't become her own form of control, but let the true light shine to every corner that needs it."
I'm trying to find a moment in which I've felt more shame.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

This Love Potion Tastes Funny

One sip at a time,
I will take the bitter with the sweet,
for the love is worth the aftertaste,
and kisses will wash it away eventually.