So, with all that has been going on the past week (visiting my Nana, starting to go the gym 3-4 days a week after work, the boyfriend coming over and bringing friends, etc.), I had no idea until today that is was officially National Poetry Writing Month. I’ve been a bit lax with my poetry, especially with all the faith posts I’ve been babbling on about for weeks now, and I think it high time I start stirring up the poem juices. Since I missed the first 7 days, I’ll push my poetry posts into the first 7 days of next month. If I miss a day (quite likely given my schedule lately), I will post double the next day. So lets start this!
Bringer of dreams eternal, harbinger to
the slow and silent killer, seeping into
forgiving bones, embracing forgotten souls.
Your void expands the world, deadens echoes
as they are spoken; comfort to cries unheard
in the crisp air of a summer morning.
Widened horizons unfold before blinded
sight, chattering teeth, grinding at spinning wheels.
You are peaceful oblivion, overlooked;
Your serenity mistaken for torment
by hotheads and boiling tempers, more
suited to equatorial plains, burnt skin.
Bleached complexion despised, mistrust in silence.
Our most cherished qualities, forsaken.
We are the same breed, take comfort in each other.
My time of peace, surrounded by your endless
quiet, dampened voices croon to me through
the frozen air, your breath against my bare skin.
O, cool-lipped siren, quarter of my life,
chilling comrade to the torment of my years,
May your touch be my final sensation;