Poems brought back . . . :)

[GimmyDiamond]

Graveyard gardens . . .

How I hate a giver of hope
More than those who would
cast burning words upon me
And how I hate myself
Taking others faith I had no right to
And vainly wishing I could only give it back

How I hate those false words
which fall upon me
Hanging endlessly on walls of memory
And how I hate my lying tongue
Which joins corruption
Would that I could cut it from my mouth

Oh how I hate the embittered souls
Residing perennially in graveyard gardens
Always seeking out a soul they cannot have
And how I hate my own
barren, frozen soul
Endless drought leaves bitterness no end

[GimmyDiamond]

What could change the past?
And what kind of person would I be . . . taking happiness from you?
I could never do it
so I will sit here waiting
For love to come back
and warm my face
Never knowing from which direction it will come
I will hang my head
Do not ask me why I sit in such a way
Would you ask the starving flower why it hangs its head?
So no, ask me not
for in my melancholy I may not recover from
remembrances aroused once again by questions
No do not ask me why
like a little child waiting to play outside
feels like they are waiting to be alive
So I feel
I remember why and I know why
but you need never know me this way
You need not ask me why
no, please, don't ask me what
I'm thinking
I'm thinking of the past
And speaking would break my healing
(I'm almost sure)
So please . . . don't ask me why
I'm waiting
For a love I will not have
I'm waiting
And in this waiting room
To keep me company are
My memories from the past.
So do not ask . . .

[GimmyDiamond]

Lose me in snow
Lose me in grey
Tempest seduce me
Deliver me to violent winds

Water cascading
Thunder parading
Lose me but please don't
leave me alone

Tempest seduce me
Promise you'll lose me
In the midst of a raging storm

Then hunger won't find me
Nor anger possess me
I'll never be torn apart by want

Leave me to a savage desert
Parched and delirious
Left to wild halucinations
Don't leave me
but when you do

Don't leave me on a sunny day
Your puffy clouds lazily drifting
In a comfortless summer breeze

Don't leave me on a day
Of sapphire intensity
With the sun painting windows golden
And the shade turning every green emerald

Lose me in a hurricane
Tossed and shaken madly
Lose me and when you do
Lose me so I don't remember you touched me
Kissed me, knew me
Spoke my name
Don't leave me but when you do

Tempest seduce me
Promise you'll lose me
In the midst of a raging storm . . .

[GimmyDiamond]

I've been collected
And Rejected
Read aloud and burned
Been barely touched
Used overmuch
And oh yes, for what you've yearned

You've tied me up
you've copied me
yet not to compliment
You've opened me
poured over me
devoid of sentiment

I've been collected
To be rejected
I'm aching to be burned
Your open eyes that never see . . .
I'm wasted to the end.

[GimmyDiamond]

When I get Carried Away
Taken up to lofty heights on the notion of you loving me
Don't worry, I too wake up from dreams.

When you carry me away
Quite by accident with "I Love You" falling freely from your lips
Don't worry, you can put me down.

When I get Carried Away
Taken up with the mood, lost playing your charade, loving you
Don't be embarassed, I know games end.

When you carry me away
Then I cling to you madly, drink of you greedily, won't let go
Don't be embarassed, I'm just a fool.

When I get Carried Away
Taken up to lofty heights on the notion of you loving me
Worry, I can't see the truth.

[GimmyDiamond]

When did "I Love You" stop being enough?
But the moon a perfect prize
And all the stars in the universe, near enough
Along with sonnets about your eyes

And how did "I Love You" become second rate
And speeches the new status quo
Now clothes, hair, beauty and charm,
Even nude scenes steal the show

And why did "I Love You" turn into just words
"Sorry, too little, too late"
So many times it's probably lost
When for heroes all of us wait

When did "I Love You" become a bad wine
Of which only desperates drink
You watch as they revel in its bittersweet taste
While, 'crazy they must be', you think

Maybe you have been spoiled with love
Your belly full, your thirst quenched
So how can "I Love You" ever stand up
When to you those words leave a foul stench

Even if love were still a good wine
You'd never be happy with that
You'd want the vineyard, the earth, the air
You think, 'How could "I Love You" beat that?'

When did "I Love You" stop being enough?
The words have become obsolete
Unless they're lost in a sea of words
Or said to you under the sheets

[GimmyDiamond]

wasn't my voice anymore either...

[GimmyDiamond]

Every time I eat a mint
I taste you not them
And that sweater you borrowed
wish I'd washed it weeks ago
You linger in it, how I hate to touch it . . . you
But smell it every night, day, whenever
And that perfectly placed purple post-it
"Buy Some Syrup" on the fridge
-but I never do
have placed it back on the shelf at the store
just so it makes sense- the leaving it there
And that sock you couldn't find, mocked me in my laundry yesterday
After three trips into a bag of unwanted clothes
found its way into my sock drawer
And that flower that I picked for you- which you pressed in
MY tomes of higher learning (still unread)
has convinced me you are still coming back because it
needs you
And the shower seems so quiet without your morning symphonies

So . . . I sing them to myself and smile
And tomorrow will be okay
I'll wash that sweater after picking up the syrup
And I'll throw away that post-it and the sock and flower with it
And a mint will be a mint
Yes, tomorrow will be fine . . .

'til I see you on a corner
Like I did the other day
Then I'll run back home to my apartment
Saving what was thrown away

And your side of the bed will still be empty
speaking no secrets, poetry, or pain
I wish I'd known I loved you then
and that you could love me once again.

[GimmyDiamond]

sorry if anyone liked the last poem that was here.....it wasn't my voice anymore