A Series of Poems

 Sometimes when you feel a little lost writing poetry helps to find things out. 
And so, a series of poetry.

A Patch of Plaid 

Green and Blue on a field of White

Fresh - new - alive                                                                                                                                  answered? for a time

but

not enough

disappointment

muddy faces

cold shoulders, colder cocoons                                                                                                                      dead green and blue no more field of white

House of cards what do you hide? 

Contempt and Hostility 
Brokenness and pride
Who are you? 

They don't know
You guard your house of cards

Imagine

-if you prayed

-if you hugged

-if you let a kind word abound

but no

- too silent

- too frustrated

- too tight lipped

so what abounds?

Loneliness

-Coldness

-hostility

-Contempt

-Brokenness

I wonder, I imagine 

If the better stuff abounded who I might be now?

Joy Thief

"Comparison is the thief of joy"

And I have never been perfect

Forget things

Don't close things

Ask too many questions

Think differently

Expectations not realized

The wrongs always noticed 

The rights always unnoticed

So, joy steals away

All that is left is the long list of failures

If I were a book

I may sit tall on a shelf.

If I were a book 

I may be looked at with care.

If I were a book

I may be caressed and cherished.

But no, I am just thrown around like my words don't matter

I am not a book though

I am not his book.

Why did you renig?

Why did you leave me?

seemingly alone

I am in exile

You don't hold my hand

I can't feel you near me

I cry before you 

but only feel the cement ceiling on my head

I carry on watching, trying to be normal

To still not loose heart to not abandon what I know.

Half life - wanting more but I don't hear you.

So I stand and wonder why?

What did I do?

What can be done?

Won't you fight for me?