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Here we are, the beginning of a new collection of poems. I still have a ton to add to "Sin City Exposure" but I wanted to start this section. I'm not sure what to call it.

Ideas such as "Rain Soaked" and "In My Rearview" have come to mind or maybe "Apparently You Can Go Home Again." I dunno. Anyway. Read. Thanks. kh

Run Away

Funny how some people never want to go home
Because they want to forget what made them who they are
Even I wanted to shut away the past
But afer I ran away I discovered
All I wanted to do was get home
And find myself all over again
Never could convince myself
My memory was so bad
Didn't take much to remember my home
Or any effort at all that as much as I complained
That I loved this rainsoaked corner of the world
Of course I came back and found you
Only to realize how much I'd changed
But not so much that my love
Which I thought meant so little to you
Isn't exactly the same to me
Maybe as much in your heart too
Who knows for sure though
I guess I like you better the way you are
A man of few words
Good to be home
Right where I belong

Standstill

Here we are in awkward silence
Shuffling our feet and not looking at each other
How is it that I have forgotten everything about you
Better question is will I ever get the chance to get to know you again
Days, weeks, even months slid by
As the world continued to spin on its axis
Life revolving ever forward irregardless of our distance
Many moments were spent wondering if you just chose to ignore me
Or if you just never really knew what to say
Both options mystify me
So is there another explanation?
Doubt I'll ever know
Because though our lives overlap again
Everything about you seems different
But our entire relationship seems the same

High Maintenance 7/4/02

You hurt me again and I go back for more
Again and again though I know what's in store
Do as you ask and you stomp on my heart
Connect on a whim, you act as though we've not been apart

Months and months of silence fly by
And for you it seems that's quite alright
Things are so very different now
Unlike before I won't try to deal somehow

One man has won with romance
Another could be better than you if he just took the chance
The paths of our lives have finally separated
A time I dreaded so long now anxiously awaited

You can't come back in my life whenever it suits you
A two-way street requires your effort too
Our friendship has been up on the shelf for a while
Time now for it to go into the circular file

Now I must move on and let go
Don't worry anymore I'm in good hands you know
Just can't force this feeling on us
When in you I have so little trust

Know there will always be someone in life
Filling the shoes you reluctantly wore through so much strife
They never did fit you all that comfortably
I know I should not have asked you to be that for me

In fact from that I learned
How to handle the situation I've most recently earned
No man could ever be the parent I ever lost
Can't force a square peg into a round hole at any cost

How do I handle these older men I've collected?
When I know in the end I'll only be rejected
No more will I grab and hold on too tightly
Just let go and see if it's been taken too lightly

I only hope they understand how I feel
Friends that I love you must know this is real
Not a single regret for whom my heart has attached to
Just wish I had known what better to do

Immortal 2/12/03

In a moment life turns
From a celebration of victory
To disaster and uncertainty
When we were young our parents seemed immortal
As we grew we decided they weren't perfect
But still pretty close to invincible
Not until we have children of our own
Do we realize that they are are vulnerable
Still the idea they might be fragile
Hard to believe because they were our heroes once
We knew they weren't well
As we watched the boney hands holding the sickle creep closer
His shadow grew longer
Passed over me and changed my life
Pray he gets distracted now
Even though we know the reality
They're still our heroes
And when breath gives way to memory
They will remain immortal

Standing at a Fork in the Road

I wish I could go back and start our relationship all over again
Armed with the knowledge and experience I have now
Perhaps I wouldn't be fretting over your inattention
Because I would know better than to believe you would honor your vow

Maybe I could be more sympathetic and understanding
So the stretches of non communication wouldn't be frustrating
And likely I could try not to be so childish and demanding
But there are moments where I am so distracted it's irritating

Just have to remind myself to inhale, count three, and exhale
Not personal I remind myself repeatedly
Life isn't so easy right now I tell myself so my patience won't fail
Maybe you could let me help, let me listen, you can talk to me

True that'sa reversal of our established roles
But you were always the one saying teacher and student can also be friends
Despite all the obstacles there is a connection between our souls
Let me be what you need and for past transgressions make amends

Not claiming to be better than before, only older and smarter
So can a grown up me find room in your daily routine
Just don't want to take you for granted as I grow wiser
Because I'd like you to be there as I head toward something more serene

Mistaken Identity

All these years I built you up in my head
As something you could just never be
Now I've come to realize who you really are instead
Just don't know how to reconcile the fantasy with the reality

Perhaps my teenage naivete prevented me from seeing you any other way
Perfect through and through no wrong could you do
Continually optimistic, don't be afraid of challenge, it's good for you I'd hear you say
But all the time you pushed me to open up and try harder I never got to know you

Here I am more than a decade after we first met
Thinking to myself that you never offered as much as you wanted me to give
Somehow I still feel as though I owe you some great debt
And always feeling as though I'll never be free of you is no way to live

Truly though do you believe either of us will ever let go?
When I was in Vegas I was just fine, hardly missed you at all
Here I am 20 minutes away by car and there's little to show
Should know better than to expect anything from you, not a letter, e-mail or call

Getting older doesn't seem to mean outgrowing this so-called need for you
Finding patience and a small chunk of wisdome hasn't seemed to help
You still drive me crazy and I don't know what to do
All I want is this insanity to be quelled

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