SLEEP

The Gentle Storm

Amy Blake

Pounding rain falls gently from the dull sky,

thunder echoes softly in the heavy air,

lightning makes everything seem darker.

The storm drags on and on until,

silence.

It takes a breath,

it returns, howling, barking

like a mad dog.

Thunder cracks,

lightning sparks,

but the rain…

falls steady.

Blonde Bandits

Toddlers lying on a quaint bench feeling the sea breeze,

young boy wearing azul overalls that cut off on the knees,

young girl cheesing because the boy said “kiss me please!”

while the sun caresses the infants skin on a warm illuminated day of the week,

meanwhile blue birds and beige bees laying on flowers and trees,

singing a lovely melody that makes anyone fond to breathe,

small, smooth thin lips spell out “I love thee, so be with me.”

Blonde Bandits bringing brightness for the world,

relationship since of three years-old,

small boy and small girl.

A Badly Kept Secret

In high school

you were my friend,

closer than anyone

But only that.

We went to the same college,

took the same classes,

I graduated

you dropped out.

Y’know that trip

When we went to Italy?

You tried to ask me something

but you couldn’t.

Now we’re here

at our high school reunion,

you finally got down on your knee

and I said yes.

Took you long enough.

Yet

The night is short and the day is long

the sea is right and the wind is wrong

the fire sings, while the water wails.

The dancer stays,

while the sailor sails.

They run through life,

dark and deep,

as though they just sleep.

The wind’s crackle and the sun’s smile,

they both only last for a while.

And the giant trees,

how gracefully they dance.

Watch how the sea laughs with the ocean,

how the night calls from the darkness.

Listen to the moon talk

 and giggle with the bright sun.                                                                                

Fly with the birds, and tell them of your memories,

whether life goes is never a secret

the way life goes is never completely decent.

The way the world rotates

the songs we try to imitate.

Mysteries that we are thought to have solved

but life is still one.

a mystery yet to be solved

a book yet to be written

a song yet to be sung

an instrument yet to be played,

a dream yet to be lived.

An Email

An Email

I write you an email,

bearing bare my murky emotions.

I can feel the muscles of my cheeks tensing,

my lips slowly becoming dry,

my hands turning to electric wires,

as I type.

I write to you

about how your skin makes the snow blush,

about how your lips are like ripe peaches,
about how the blue of your eyes makes the ocean ashamed.

I go on

verse by verse,

word by word,

letter by letter,

convincing you of how infinitely beautiful you are,

as if you weren’t aware of this already.

I wait patiently for a response,

but I never get one.

Promises;

they break before they make.

Scoop

The clanging and clacking
against the bowl,
The smell of ice cream
makes it whole,
The cold hard feel
that chills my soul,
The tasteless silver
takes it's toll,
The shine and sparkle
far from dull,
The sister of the fork
the anonymous troll,
The assistance it gives
from hunger to full.

The Bane of My Existence

For as long as I can remember,
It has towered
Over me.
It's cruel surface pricking my fingers
With small wooden needles.
My parents say it's to keep me safe,
But I still taste the bitterness of confinement
On my tongue.
The knock of wood as the wind blows against it
Sounds like mocking, teasing laughter.
When rain comes and I leap outside,
I am greeted witht eh wet smell of wood
And I am remided of the barrier between
Me and the world.

The Smallest is the Greatest

I am a tiny plastic box
containg the strongest string
The thinest, strongest, smoothest
I slid into the tiniest spots
Swinging back and forth, back and forth
like a playground swing
Like the swing of my childhood
a wrecking ball
Taking out  the smallest to the biggest items
I leave a calm cooling wind through your teeth
minty and slick
Sliding far and back
Thin as a sword
Most may think I'm made of steel