Danger

Everyone knows that danger is here,
but do we know how it
haunts us in our fears.

Danger is like the moon
slowly creeping across
the midnight sky.

Danger is this world
for it is filled with
war, poverty and fear.

Danger could be something
small and senseless
or our worst fear.

It haunts as we're warm and happy
in our beds, creeping silently across our
floors to get into our heads.

Then, when morning comes,
we wake up to see
that it was never really there.

Danger is all around us
it will never disappear
and
Danger is probably
what will kill
us...

One Shoe

Alright, this one is purely stupidity, but it's awesome just the same. Please be nice!

One day as my mom
and I
were cruising down
33rd
I noticed a shoe,
a plain brown
shoe,
clog maybe
slip on,
but only one
and not two.

Then I wondered what
it was thinking
for it was just sitting there,
laying there,
waiting,
without a care.

"Is it still there?"
I wonder,
but then I remember,
it was just one,
and not two.

My Secret Place

I keep my thoughts in a secret place.

Away from eyes to see.

I keep my fears behind my walls, and wish they could be free.

I keep my darkness out of view,

I don't wear it on my sleeve.

I keep my feelings to myself,

so those I love won't leave.

I wish that I could share my thoughts,

not afraid to show the times that I'm

alone and sad,

so those who care would know.

But sadness keeps me in a place

where secrets hide.

My mood changes hues from

light to dark,

like sea foam on the tide.

It's Been Hours

It's been hours!
Hours since he left, hours
Since I called mom,
Hours on top of hours.

The mall closed,
Hours ago, the
Doors sighing shut, a
Click and a snap
As they closed me
Out.

Hours Since it
Started snowing,
Drifting, flying,
Not melting, just staying.

I shiver and do
A little quick-step,
Rubbing palms on knees, and feet on ground
I look this way, then that, still
Dancing.

It's been hours of
the same,
Tears freeze, and my nose
Runs. I love around again.

Finally!
After hours of waiting
Mom pulls up.

"It's been hours!"
I sniff,
"No, only a few minutes."

One Bullet

A man stood before me,
A gun in his hand.
His stance was wide,
His hands shaking.
Sweat poured off his brow,
He was shaking and the gun wobbling.
His finger planted on the trigger,
Omitting a light pressure, as if unsure of whether to shoot or not.

I wasn't scared, just shocked that
HE would do this.
"Uh, could you not point that at me?"
I asked, heart broken.
He shook his head, and gripped it tighter.

He started shaking more,
More sweat, more hesitation.
"Okay, if you're going to shoot, then shoot, I'm tired of
Waiting!"
I exclaimed impatiently, I don't know why.
Perhaps heartache, or not wanting to live if HE
Hated...me.

He hesitated once more, then police burst in,
Shouting and calling for him to "...PUT THE GUN DOWN!!"
I screamed, and a loud, BANG, was a deadly silence.
The world blacked out, but the last thing
I saw was HIM falling, blood coming from his chest.

The last thing I felt, was a pain in MY chest...
All it took, one bullet, two lives, lost love, a misfired gun.
No one should have died, and yet...here I am.


Dead.

Fire Soul

I noticed it first

a soft glowing ember among the twigs

Blowing on it softly,

I watch in fascination as it glows even brighter

It starts to engulf the brittle branches

quickly ripping and tearing them apart

It slowly grows bigger,

steady, steady.

Bigger now, ever growing,

it's getting hotter and larger.

I step back, out of the way, gently fanning it with one of my small hands.

Rapidly now, the heat grows,

sucking up any and all oxygen near by.

I'm nearly consumed by it,

I feel its scorching burn on my face.

It leaps at me,

burning my flesh, licking at my feet -- at my hands and hair and whole body.

I feel the pain, I see some red ooze from in between my toes.

I notice the orange and red glare getting larger and larger

coming for me, calling out to me.

I reach out, touching those searing fingers

sighing softly as the heat consumes me.

The golden phoenix of death wraps around my body

devouring my very soul, my flesh, my life.

I feel a soft breeze, and smile up into the air, letting the wind take me with it;

just ashes now, all gone, but still one with nature.

My Love

My heart is filled with tender thoughts

My mind races fitfully.

I cannot sleep, I cannot eat.

I just want you to hold me close.

My head feels about to burst,

My eyes have darkened in restless anger.

I cannot sleep, I cannot eat.

I just want to be near you,

My pride is strong but about ot break,

My love is growing but nearly spent.

I cannot sleep, I cannot eat.

I just need you to love me,

My hopes have all but dwindled to nothing,

My dreams have all but faded away.

I cannot sleep, I cannot eat.

Truth be told, I love you,

I'm sick with my love for you,

I'm dying,

I'll die without your love.

Blog Thing 1

Alright, so I'm a poetry addict, and I write it and read it..whatever, I love poetry. This is probably just a place where I'll post my work, so don't like, steal it or anything. If you do, I'll hunt you down.
On to business, here's my first poem/blog! Woo! Enjoy people!

It's always a look that makes me tremble,

It's always a touch that's so arousing.

Even in the darkest room,

My eyes seek to find yours.

It's just a smile that sets my hear afire,

It's just a simple caress that makes me sigh.

Even I thought hat things would change,

given time.

It's never enough just to say the words.

It's never enough just to be held close.

Even I'm selfish enough to admit

that I want you, and won't settle for less.

It's the way you look at me as if nothing else matters,

It's the way you smile so mischievously.

Even though I love you, sometimes,

I wonder if you feel the same.