Another day of poetry for you, here’s something new— short and sweet. I’ve been doing a whole lot of writing in the past few months, trying out new styles and working through what I can. What I’ve got for you today is a lot more recent, partially because my old writing is on my old phone, but also because this has been my headspace for a while now.
Though they may seem self-explanatory, I’d like to think there’s a lot of meaning in each line. Poem number one is a mirror of another poem I’ve written (shout out to you if you recognize that first line), but I changed the angles a bit. And that second one was written while not paying attention in English class– I’d like to think it was more important at the moment, but my professor may not agree. So give these a quick read and let me know what you think. Maybe you can figure out the full meaning along the way.
As I lay my head to rest
I wonder if
you’re resting too.
I wonder if that rest is what
you needed, what
was coming. I have questions now
If only you
could come back home and answer them…
one thing I know
you can’t do.
Creep around my edges, careful that you be
around the glass, sharpened pieces
that have become of me.
Let your fingers ‘bout each door, who’s locks are
never shut, never hinged, confirmation
of which you may be sure.
I’ll let you in, let you close though
our fingers never touch, call to question
of your purpose here to show.
For you are here, a lie to hold
within the brokenness I know; for your
beauty may never grow old.
But let your presence hold me steady,
bring me peace until you go; hold me up
till on my own, I can be ready.
Have a beautiful rest of the week everyone, see you Friday.