My Table (PoetryGrrrl Quote)

The reason I compulsively forget
everything you say to me
is so that I won’t become lost
dissecting everything you ever said to me
looking for signs of hope
which I know are not there
yet, find anyways somehow
overload, the cache was too big
purge, restart, repair, reconfigure
trying to erase the data you left
on my heart drive
but you’re like a master boot record virus
I need to flash my BIOS
to get you out of my memory
and I didn’t have time
to back up my system config
before you infected me.

— Virus, an original poem by PoetryGrrrl

Original Poetry is © 2011 PoetryGrrrl.com – all rights reserved – no reproduction without my explicit permission.

My troubled mind never rests
it whirls and circles like a hawk
waiting for me to let down my guard
so it can pounce upon my solitude
with twisted thoughts;
and yet sometimes
my spirit sings for joy
that I have the ability to think,
to feel, to love, to care, to hope
and to just be.
I love myself, I really do
and yet the world is too much with me.
I am sad that I never told you
exactly what I felt
I guard my thoughts too closely
because they are all I have,
the only things no one can take from me.
But in life, you sometimes need to share
your burdens with the ones who care
to lessen the pain, and sometimes
open the windows and get some fresh air
and let the sun shine down
into the dusty corners you forgot about –
even the littlest things are important!
I wish that I could just give everyone
in the entire world
one sunny day, with the birds singing
and the trees growing, and the wind lightly blowing
I wish I could show everyone the flowers
and the rain; and the stars in the sky
and teach them how to fly
because that’s all anyone needs
for a little piece of mind;
but it’s hard to find.
Sometimes I believe that the world is OK
that through all of the fog and smoke
I can still see a bright ray of hope that shines
But as with any good thing, it ends.
Some days, I love the dark, crave it,
I want to feel the sad, mad, bad
and bask in the negative
let myself cry like a child,
but after so long the need to be consoled takes over,
the sun comes out and the world seems at play.
I love to spread joy, take the sad
away from everyone else
so they won’t feel bad
I keep it to myself for rainy days.

Original Poetry is © 2011 PoetryGrrrl.com – all rights reserved – no reproduction without my explicit permission.

(also available in Spanish!)

Dancing in the moonlight
a shadow of me
I close my eyes
to the endless sea
I escape from my body
I set myself free
and without earthly restriction
I am free to be.
Nighttime’s shades of light & dark
flicker with the breeze
and the song of the evening calls to me sweetly
as, weeping, I fall to my knees.
While I embrace your countenance
the trees halt for a moment
in their mad, whirling dance
and the earth seems at a standstill
in its’ mighty, frozen stance.
Then, my happiness is colored black
when I am wrenched from your embrace
and the wind carries me on broken wings
pulling me from this place.
Though unwilling to leave you behind
I begin to fade away
It breaks my heart to leave you but
I know I cannot stay.
My time has now come
I must kiss your lips goodbye
while another longing, bitter tear
falls from the crumbling sky.

Original Poetry is © 2011 PoetryGrrrl.com – all rights reserved – no reproduction without my explicit permission.

This was something that I wrote for a class assignment when I was in the 5th grade. Even then, apparently, I was not a conformist. I wonder what my teacher thought of this. I don’t even know what grade I got. I hope it was an A. I think it was pretty good for a kid…

==
My lifeline
is a soft breeze
pushing me gently
out of this world

taking me from boredom
from rules and restrictions
that tell me what to do
and what to think

It is a place where I am alone
no one can disturb me
No rules. Only freedom.

Original Poetry is © 2011 PoetryGrrrl.com – all rights reserved – no reproduction without my explicit permission.