Constellations

Secrets

She rummaged through the clutter inside my old skull. 
I found no odd memories. I found new, old memories.
She never knew they were there. But then, no one does. 
Now, I have something to call my own.

When Depression Calls

The odds of becoming happy are high, or low.
I don't even know how to use that phrase. 
Oh for heaven's sake, Rain, come down.
Quench this arid desert that continue  to suffocate
and strangle me with passion.

What Cutting a Class Means

He. I found him again. For the second time.
The same table. The same woman.
Older. And cleverer. Wink. Wink.

Tendencies

Two white, no, pale girls standing against
white wall. The camera clicked. Perfect. 
All smiles. Red lipsticked lips. Hands, groping
finding. Oh, all. But the reflection of society
in their eyes.

Mustardingly

A yellow book created a somewhat
not-really-good impression on her. And yet, 
she put it inside her bag - between the oversize,
folded umbrella and orange file case. At eight
tonight the bell will ring, there will be the sound
of hurrying feet in the hallway. She'll be glad.

Heming Ways

The Master said just keep writing write what
you know and then you'll get something. 
Only, the rain started pounding on the roof
and I had to go. The Master gave me an
exasperated look. I waved goodbye. I never
heard from him again.

A Time To Be Selfish

She decided to stay for a little while.
The song is still playing. Unfortunately,
the dancers stopped a long time ago. 
She didn't mind. The truth, is, she's
overjoyed. The lyrics belong to her now.
She'll keep it in a little jar and hide it
under her bed with the box of her darkest dreams.

Reviews

[Dalton Holt]

Very interesting and unique. The set-up of this poem is, well unique. I like it. You're very good with imagery, every stanza puts a vivid image in my head. I like that you tell a story throughout the poem, splitting it into those different headings. Great poem, you're very creative and imaginative. This is one of those really good poems I've been looking for to read.

[S]

wow thanks, Justin :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Very nice set-up in the poem. I like the way you led the reader to the good ending. Each set of lines with reasons and purpose. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[S]

Thank you, Coyote. And also for saying that the ending is good. Thank you :)

[Coyote Poetry]

It was. You are welcome.

[Hitchhiker]

I liked this very much, Swyt Dacuag. I liked this very much. Your "voice" that you have written this is very gratifying and unique in my opinion. I am grateful I have had a chance to find and read you. I so liked this dark poetry.

[S]

Well thank you, Hitchhiker. I very much appreciate it :)