Here's another one dedicated to my baby. He has the biggest, warmest heart of any person i've ever met, and i am the luckiest person alive because some nights I get the privilege of laying my head on his chest and falling asleep in his arms to the sound of his heart beat. It's the best feeling in the world.
I am not 100% content with the ending of this poem...but here it is for now. Suggestions welcome.
Love you, Alex.
Heartbeat Lullaby
He pulls me close
And I rest my weary head
Upon his strong bare chest
Listening to the delicate beat
Of his pounding heart.
I imagine it to be
Something enormous in size
Taking up every bit of space
Behind the flesh, muscle, bone,
Beating rhythmically.
Into the enveloping warmth of sleep
I am gently pulled
By the lullaby of his giant heart,
I find myself smiling because I know
Part of it beats for me.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Peer Pressure
I'm not a huge fan of this one, but I decided to post it for now, and maybe change it later. So if anyone reads this feel free to comment with suggestions.
Anyway this one is in honor of my 21st birthday, which is in...an hour. However, I do not drink. I never have drank, and I don't plan to for my 21st birthday. Most people are appalled by this, and tell me how much I'm missing out on. Yea...thats what i really need to do. Start drinking when i'm stressed to my limit. Good idea.
Ha so this is too all of you "peer pressurers" out there. Back off.
Thank you.
Peer Pressure
Only a sip
They said, with eyes glazed over
One sip and you’ll understand
It all.
It takes away the world
If only for a moments time,
The morning after
Is an after-thought.
The night is young,
So gulp this down
And find the courage
To creep out of that hardened shell,
The thing that keeps you quiet
And agonizingly shy.
Oh how quickly it will
Disintegrate with each cool sip.
Soon you’ll find
You have no regrets.
The world is your playground!
Act like a fool,
Collapse on the ground,
Regurgitate dinner
Partially digested
On the busy city sidewalk.
A sober life is nothing but
a life wasted.
Forget the worries.
Sure, you may act
A little out of character,
But all in fun, and fun for everyone.
Just one sip, and you’ll understand,
It all.
Anyway this one is in honor of my 21st birthday, which is in...an hour. However, I do not drink. I never have drank, and I don't plan to for my 21st birthday. Most people are appalled by this, and tell me how much I'm missing out on. Yea...thats what i really need to do. Start drinking when i'm stressed to my limit. Good idea.
Ha so this is too all of you "peer pressurers" out there. Back off.
Thank you.
Peer Pressure
Only a sip
They said, with eyes glazed over
One sip and you’ll understand
It all.
It takes away the world
If only for a moments time,
The morning after
Is an after-thought.
The night is young,
So gulp this down
And find the courage
To creep out of that hardened shell,
The thing that keeps you quiet
And agonizingly shy.
Oh how quickly it will
Disintegrate with each cool sip.
Soon you’ll find
You have no regrets.
The world is your playground!
Act like a fool,
Collapse on the ground,
Regurgitate dinner
Partially digested
On the busy city sidewalk.
A sober life is nothing but
a life wasted.
Forget the worries.
Sure, you may act
A little out of character,
But all in fun, and fun for everyone.
Just one sip, and you’ll understand,
It all.
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