Lullaby to a Princess

I don't understand when beautiful eyes cry
Because of a farewell so unavoidable.
Like the angels who dance for our God in heaven
So these stars have danced with every joy.
Why should they be sad all night long,
When the darkest space in the sky is a vast and uncross-able Jordan?
Don't you know?
I will hold you until the storm has fled.
I will cover you with my last blanket (or my first, or any in the middle).
When I am there (which is always),
Not even the shadow of Harm will catch your shatteringly divine eyes.
Don't you know, my star?
If you cry out in the dark of night,
I will awaken the dawn.

you are tired (i think) By: ee cummings

You are tired,
(I think)
Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
And so am I.
Come with me, then,
And we’ll leave it far and far away—
(Only you and I, understand!)
You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and—
Just tired.
So am I.
But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,
And I knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart—
Open to me!
For I will show you places Nobody knows,
And, if you like,
The perfect places of Sleep.
Ah, come with me!
I’ll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon,
That floats forever and a day;
I’ll sing you the jacinth song
Of the probable stars;
I will attempt the unstartled steppes of dream,
Until I find the Only Flower,
Which shall keep (I think) your little heart
While the moon comes out of the sea.
- e.e. cummings

Eye-Contact

I see the golden threads connecting us.
I see it in my heart and not my mind.
A never-ending shackle that binds the broken-hearted.
A connection to the souls of all mankind.

Listen to the voices of my neighbor's hurt.
Listen, and take in my helpless stance.
How can I breathe a word to bring them comfort?
How can I disclose my hand and take a chance?

Like a river our love can make our courses strong.
Like a river we bend and sway with time.
I see the golden threads connecting us.
I see it in my heart and not my mind.

Math

Chaotic love
So hard to understand.
Even I mistrust myself
In judgement.
I have been here before,
And I know what it means-
That fathomless likings
Are unstoppable energies.
Good luck, self.

Ummm...

Yah this so isnt a poem or an inspirational quote or anything...im just really bored in chemistry amd kyle isnt emailing me back. Hi leah marie if you ever read this.
So the "do as you otter" poster is creeping me out for some reason...maybe because the dumb animal is floating on its back slightly seductively and holding an erlenmeier flask on his belly...wierd.

Early Christmas

A dullish knife wrenching through my heart
The balance point of an uneven scale
Trying to make things right
Storm clouds gather to grumble throughout the day
Until the end when they cry in open war
Warm, salty rain drenches the wanting earth
One spot of sunshine yellow spoke to me
Unaccountably this was the biggest break
To the accountable clouds.
If I found I was a mother
Giving up her only son
This is the course of my sorrow.
It is possible to smile anyway
I have found.

Two Crosses In The Sky

Sparkling diamonds on the windshield
Smearing the streetlights into rougish stars
People walk fast under black umbrellas
Feeling the rain on their bare ankles
Slumbering leaves drenched and strewn across my path
Puddles form mirrors for the angels to see their reflections
Smells like vanilla from the windows
A few more drops and the world will fall asleep