Dear Prince Charming

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Sneak away with me
Let the sparkle in your eye be our north star
and our love be the fairy dust
that gives us wings to fly

For when I’m with you,
I can face any witch
and slay any dragon
For your presence is the armor
that protects me
and your kisses the cure
for every curse cast

For when I’m with you,
The clock never strikes midnight
and the shoes always fit
Music plays in the breeze
and happily ever after lives on

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My Poems Are Like Cans of Coke

My poems are like cans of coke.

Mostly I taste the sweetness

but occasionally I feel the burn

and sometimes

I wait way too long

and then the words are hot

and scorching

and burn my lips

for you see, sometimes

I just let them sit on the shelves

and ignore their presence

I drown my thirst

with other things

but when the shelves get full

and they can’t hold any more

I pop a tab

and brace myself

to pour out the substance

of my soul.

 

 

 

 

Feelings

I avoid looking at you

I hide my eyes

I don’t want to acknowledge

What I already know is true

If I keep myself busy

I can evade your gaze

If I fill the air with sound

Your words are drowned out

See, you want to tell me something

Something that I don’t want to hear

I prefer ignorance

It’s bliss you know

But I feel like I’m running

Running away

Running thin

Running out

Of time

For I know you are arriving

Feelings, I can’t escape you forever.

Under the Bridge

The outward signs
of inward turmoil
hint at the problem
that lies beneath

For as they say
still waters run deep
but I find at times
I don't even know
I'm standing on a bridge

Because when distracted and distant
the brain sometimes fails
to hear what the heart
truly feels.

When Google Fails

This blog’s a little different. I normally post only poems, but tonight I’m just going to share my thoughts.

I have always been a big believer in gathering information. If there is a problem, Google has a solution. And in most cases, I have been correct. I love to read articles on topics ranging from language acquisition to politics to the proper type of pantyhose for my skin tone. But lately, I have found that even Google can’t answer all my questions. Specifically, those questions related to human behavior. I have scoured article after article looking to boil down the reasons that she does this or he does that, and no matter how many I read, I am still bamboozled.

I feel like everyone should have a base personality, and that base personality shouldn’t vary much which in turn would make the person relatively predictable. I have found this to be the case when dealing with people on a business level and at the acquaintance level, but when you enter the realm of closer personal relationships, no list can give you a clear idea what is going on. I would know. I’ve read dozens. Lists can give you hints as to what the person is thinking, but largely you are left in the dark, waiting for the chips to fall where they may. This is an absolute nightmare for someone who is a control freak.

I am accustomed to being able to predict the behavior, and possibly prevent negative behavior, of those around me. This gives me a sense of security and calm. But lately, I have been barely treading water in the social skills department. I just started my first real job a little over a year ago and I was, and partly still am, completely unprepared for the group dynamics that take place in the workplace. How people act varies depending on which group they happen to be in, if they happen to like you that day, who they want to impress even at your expense, etc. As a student, I never experience social dominance struggles of this magnitude.

It is definitely a challenge, but I am trying to look at it as a learning opportunity. I will study the way my coworkers interact and try to find the patterns, assuming there are any. Maybe, if I’m lucky, I can apply what I learn at my next job and live a much more peaceful existence.

I Can’t Regret Loving You

I always thought it silly 
To believe it, I did refuse
How could it possibly be better
To love and then to lose

It seemed much preferred
To avoid all the pain
To stay outside the waters
Sheltered from the rain

But now I understand
You changed my point of view
Cause even though you’re gone 
It was worth it to love you

Checkmate

I thought I was the chess master
The queen and not the pawn
But now I can see so clearly
That I was incredibly wrong.

I seemed so far ahead
Hidden securely behind my walls
But you saw my vulnerability
And now you’re making all the calls

How could this happen to me?
I thought I was in control
Keeping you in check
While guarding my delicate soul

But now I’ve come to discover
That I swallowed my own bait
And with no recourse in sight
I’ve lost to you, checkmate.

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In This Moment

I am
Pulled in many directions
Separated into sections
Searching for connections
Confused at my own reflection

I am
Facing my imperfection
In need of course correction
But my own introspection
Offers me no kind affection

I am
Longing for perfection
But against all objection
Life doesn’t offer protection
From a heart’s misdirection