Suppose We Call It Poetry

Here are some of my favorite poems that I've written. I'm not a fantastic poet by any means, but they're the best I've got:

Tying Shoelaces

It was only yesterday
When mom was tying your shoes
So that you wouldn’t trip and fall
Her little child bruise

It was only this morning
When you began to tie your own
A proud feeling came about you
From your face radiance shone

It was only this afternoon
Where you wouldn’t wear laces at all
Flip-flops, sandals, strap-ons
But over them you fall

As you tie your shoes this evening
Knees skinned and bruised
You wished you’d taken more time
To tie together your shoes

Heartbreak in Black and White

She cried her tears in black and white
They looked like blood upon her cheeks
In the darkened night her skin is pale
And a broken heart soundly weeps

He ripped it out and stabbed it through
Words a blade more fierce than knife
He tore her to shreds and left her exposed
Left to bleed on the frosty ice

Her faith, her trust, and all of her hope
Upon his shoulders these things she laid
Burdens he shrugged off without her know
Feeding her words while he’s unjustly paid

Now she sits on the ground, snow to her knees
Upon her chest is the blackest part
Her eyes are cold and hollow stones
All spirit and love now torn from her heart

An empty shell is left of this maid
Love she now hates and touch despise
Yet when she dreams, her heart does melt
The only window is in those eyes

So she walks on black and white streets
No color can touch her to light up her day
All she has left are miserable hopes
Hope that someone will open the way

And take her back to tender times…
…Sheltering her like a young dove
A song she sings for one to hear…
…Wishing to be held in arms of love

You Deserve It

Candle light flickers across her face
At dusk the black cats hiss
Into your arms does she embrace
And from her lips you steal a kiss

Thunder looms, dark clouds to drain
The midnight hour cues your scheme
And from her cheeks do tears run
In solitude does her soul careen

Livid fire to eat away your love
Truth deprives you of the other girl too
Left to eat crow, departing from the dove
No one to blame but you

Alone in My Chair

Here, esteem not my presence
Leave me alone in my solitude chair
These sounds do not delight in me
I’d rather watch then dance

Refuse not my unwavering denial
For it is the truth within my soul
I do not share these common interests
And so I cannot join the folly

This is not some clever ploy I have
To win your heart and whisk you away
Depart from me, I would implore
I care nothing for your sort

As now she leaves and I’m left alone
In the silence of the ballroom do I sit
Watching the endless charade and masquerade
And seeing the chaos in its endless struggle

Hearts fall to the floor and shatter like glass
Wine stains the white carpets of the world
From each young maiden there is a cry
And from each young man there is a grief

So spin your world on wobbly legs
Dance around until you are in your daze
For it is then that the world bits like a snake
Your ankles swell and then you will fall

This is the world that they have created
I refuse to partake, and so I shall sit in my chair

Passions

The studious passion from the sky
Are like embers of tea leaves in the cup
While we send our hopes and dreams to blue
They come not back down like granted wishes

The pencil that guides the hand along
Or the words that beckon the mouth to speak
Do not always work in such a way
For it is us that must be the guides

And such the same is said of fate
It is not for blue skies to define
But it is in our hands like clay to mold
Our passion lies within our hands