Saturday, October 1, 2011

piercing of a promise

my heart has been pierced with a promise
threaded through and through
no matter where i go, you won't be there

the whisper of a hope surrounds us
so many yellow lines painted along the story of our lives
yet the road i'm on won't lead me to you

i'm lost without you

i keep going
its everywhere

a road untraveled never takes you home
pass by the countless forests full of promise and hope
its everywhere

a deer and her baby fawn
a dew drop on a leaf

its everywhere but yet escapes me
a life, lost, stolen

my heart is a crescent of a moon
still intact, entire, but not uninjured
it is hidden by a shadow, only partly shining

but the yellow lines continue
the street lights keep passing

its everywhere
it pulls my heart strings and fuels my promise

Friday, June 24, 2011

Please dont ever leave me because my heart couldn't handle losing another half.

Friday, April 29, 2011

we're all just fireflies
flying our own course
down the highways of our forest
don't collect us all up in jars
until you've seen the brightness of our light

we're all made up of stories
of lights and darks
poetry and satire
happy endings and sad endings

don't rush through the trees too fast
stop and connect the stars to make a picture
the world won't stop spinning
just so you can figure out where you are and where you should be

tea parties aren't for little girls
and fairies aren't make believe
your childhood is everything you were
and you might want to be reintroduced

life is measured in teaspoons and laughs
love and hate mixed with a big wooden spoon
to make the most beautiful life that you could imagine

we are all fireflies
flying every this way and that
make your mark in the night's sky
before the sun outshines your little tail

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

fireflies wish-i-may

you were the firefly that took me to that hidden field of lights
i was washed away with the beauty and overwhelmed with the elegance of the night
a thousand fireflies dancing with each other to the music the night spelled out

your love swirled across my soul and took hold of me
you danced me into a fine frenzy until gravity was flipped right side up
i couldn't focus my eyes to anything but your brilliance

a carousel holds a beauty to a child like a baby holds a wonder to a mother
right now you were my prince in my made-believe child's play
you lead the way to the castle in the clouds, i still get to make up how our story ends

a starlight captures a child's wish-i-may wish-i-might
like your artistry allured my creativity's delight
paint me a new picture that my imagination could never dream of

for now i will grab hold of your heart
as long as you keep my toes warm from reality's warmth
and we dance into the night sky's poem written just for this moment

so all is right for this nursery rhyme
batter your eyelashes and turn on her night light
and the universe smiles and the applause fades to silent dreams

Thursday, April 1, 2010

happily ever before

Sometimes I have to turn on my eyes.
I let the water run down me and wish I could wash away some of my thoughts.
Rinse and repeat and repeat.

If the angels could broadcast my hurt,
maybe this high pitch key of terrible wouldn't happen again.
An imperfect human heart can only weigh so much.
Don't weigh my down anymore.

If I could fall back in the covers and sleep away my pain for just a little while longer, I would.
But even my dreams are dreaming the same.

It's what happens before the happily ever after, that makes it a happily ever after.
Powering down for now.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

braille of a heart

i put my hand over your heart and felt the braille of a story.
dive into irrelevance and let me map out your secrets.
we can't pretend we know what we're doing.
i know about emotion and i know about love but i also know
i'd rather feel nothing but contentment than your pain and suffering.
our hearts are tied together now and braided with love.
lets look at the world around us and cut all the wrongly-attached heart strings.
i like to think that the sky is a ceiling about our heads, painted with stars.
but only on nights when we are appreciative enough to look.
lets listen to the night sky whisper to the moon-
gossiping about how the day sky lacks a sea of jewels.
stars are here just long enough to shine the way.
lets pretend to fall asleep on the roof of your heart
and pretend we're actually relevant to the rest of forever.
and secretly know
we are.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

notebook spirals

you were an autumn leaf in a pile that children play in,
but the wind brought you to me.
it was then i realized you weren't just a leaf, but my leaf
that would fit perfectly in my scrapbook of memories.

if i press you in the pages of my favorite book
will you mark the story of our lives?
i should've known the universe would cross our paths and dot our eyes
you opened the door for my heart and my heart is now smiling

our chemistry was like the sparks at a bonfire
and our electric fingers were the bumper cars of the amusement park
we're on the same page, same word
you be the vowel, i'll be the constanant

i'll be the notebook spirals to your diary and hold you together
if you'll be my flashlight when i hide under the covers
our record player is stuck on repeat
and we become the repeat sign on a musical staff

i'd pick you a flower from my garden of forever
but this garden is only made up of "he loves me" petals
splash your rainboots in the puddles of tomorrow
the weatherman can only predict what yesterday told him

lets break the hands of a clock to spend forever with each other
and moments will only be counted in gazes and whispers
our swing sets face the sunset colors against the canvas of tomorrow's promise
let's race to the ocean and be too afraid to jump in

the ink drops of our pen are mad at the hands of our love
they couldn't find words beautiful enough to express themselves
those three words cannot be expressed in enough languages
let's translate every version we can find and let our hearts memorize

this roller coaster make-believe fairytale lovestory of a ride won't ever end
our hearts may stop and our words might fail us
and they'll have to redefine the word genuine
because the world didn't know what it was until we met

through our rain-stained coffeshop window
the world just waits and watches
and we'll eat our cherriless sundaes and smile at the world
and only we'll know why


by amandalee.