Wednesday, February 8, 2012

An Ocean Away

Rest beside the sea,
O February moon
Where you are reflected
In the slippery waters

Visit me in the morning
With a golden bouquet
Dredged from the depths
Of the slippery waters

I wish upon the moon
For it has seen my wand'rings
Tossed like a roaring breaker
In the slippery waters

Kiss me goodnight
O February moon
I am alone and afraid
Of the slippery waters

Monday, February 6, 2012

Not Alone

Red
...is the color of the sunset
over Lake Michigan and the Mediterranean Sea.
Scarlet
...is the color of the blush
on the soft cheek of a girl in love.
Crimson
...is the color of blood
pounding through every person's veins.

What is the color of my soul
...when I discover I am lost?

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIANLUCA GINOBLE!!!!!!!!

Gianluca is turning 17 today!!!!
If you don't know who he is, (first of all, you're crazy) look up Il Volo (Italian trio) and you will fall in love :)
I <3 you, Gianluca!

Monday, January 30, 2012

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond...by e.e. cummings

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;
only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

Blessing

The world is silent
So must I be.
Spinning around
in a circle of tears
My sadness is far from
brimming
Because the silent world
goes around too.
And never forgets
who to touch next.
May I know you
like the world?
Always moving
but never
changing?
May my orbit be
sure and unquestioning?
Show me the world,
oh my soul,
For until I know
love, I cannot
be sent away
alone.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

For Peter

Once upon a time
You were a chunky little boy
Who wanted a pink birthday cake
With fistfuls of ice and snow
We giggled and whispered
Making the siblings mad
Now you and I
Pretend to be grown up
You sing and play soccer
And love your first brunette
Her shining eyes
And pulcherrima smile
I also sing
And write words
About loving my neighbor
Wish we had more time to be best friends
We're too similar :)
Good luck with Anna,
Cousin!

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Beautiful, Unforgiving Perfection

Beautiful piano softly playing
Beautiful friendship smiling away
Beautiful sisters holding hands
Beautiful dance swaying with energy
Beautiful life

Unforgiving piano pounding
Unforgiving friendship falling slowly
Unforgiving sisters judging
Unforgiving dance painfully driven
Unforgiving death

Perfect eyes so bright
Perfect crushing smile
Perfect musical heart
Perfect absentminded joy
Perfect love