More Poetry

For Trisha

• Piece by piece. Move by move. I put you together like a puzzle. You are so preditable. I know every move you make, like a machine, wandering aimlessley, at the void that is distilled in your empty heart. Your mind is twisting, turning, with thoughts you've never knowns before. You exhaust me. I know who you are. Yet, you are still lost, looking, searching for the person you will never find. she has moved on to better places, gone where you will nver go, seen what you will never see, felt what you only hope to feel;compasion, love, anger, hatred. Your eyes are cold. Your heart is stone. You remove yourself from everyone, but i know those eyes, i have felt the softnes of your heart. You've gone from me, long ago. You don't know me.

To his Love

• Come away, come, swee love. The golden morning breaks. All the earth, all the air, of love and pleasure speaks. Teach thine arms to embrace, and sweet rosy lips to kiss, and mix our souls in mutal bliss. eyes were made for beauty's grace, veiwing, rueing love's long pain. Procur'd by beauty's rude disdain. Come away, come, sweet love. The golden morning wastes, while the sun from his spheres his firery arrow casts. making all the shadows fly, playing, staying in the grove, to entertain the stealth of love, thither, sweet love, let us hie, flying, dying, in desire. Wing'd with sweet hopes and heaven'y fire. Aome away, come, sweet love, do not in vain adorn, beauty's grave that should rise. like to the naked morn; lilies on the rivers side, and fair Cyprian flowers new bloom. Desire no beauties but their own. Ornament is nurse of pirde, pleasure, measure, love's delight, haste then, sweet love, our wished flight

The Ditch

• Thunder growls in the distance, disturbing the serenity of the night. Lightning flashes across the sky, illuminating the tears on my face. The rain begins to fall harder and harder it hits the earth. The cars zoom past, splashing water every direction. No one stops to help. No one cares. I am cold and wet. I walk on. Hoping to get away from this horrid nightmare. I trudge forward, looking towards the future. The past only holds shame and pain. I can nver go back. Never. I being to weep. I weep until only giant gasps of air escape my quivering mouth. What have I done? I have nothing left. They have taken everything from me. What am I to do? i am going to do what I should have done a long time ago. Lie down in the ditch and die.