You must walk confidently, shoulders back,
like you belong in this dark night world –
because then maybe they will believe that you do.
But I know, I know,
as I step out into the dark,
with its dampened sounds and slick sidewalks,
that this is where I belong.
The wind is at my back;
the rain doesn’t seem to touch me.
Invincible is the word racing through my mind,
rushing through my body
as if it’s an element infused in my blood.
But that thought always comes before the fall, does it not?
That belief that nothing can harm you,
that your skin, your mind, your soul,
is impervious to all harm . . .
I suppose I will find out when the sun returns;
but for now, I will remain in the dark –
a creature of the night.
The breeze is all around me
enveloping me with a soft whisper
The branches of the sugar maple
sway back and forth
revealing their fuzzy green undersides
feathery and delicate
like the flower buds of early spring
and petals floating through the air
It isn’t warm yet isn’t cold
and be silent
Grasses wave gently
in the cool breeze
rocking back and forth,
back and forth
a sweet lullaby
The air is mingled with mockingbird calls
their melodious voices in rhythm
with the breeze
It comes in gusts
although not forceful
Do not disturb the calm
of the breeze.
-Marie Walters (June 2018)
I dreamt I was in a forest
Surrounded by shadows of clinking tree branches
In the pitch-black night
The cool white moonlight
Around my pale reflection
In a dried-up stream bank
I dreamt I heard noises
I whip around
And yet when there was really something there
I failed to notice.
I dreamt and feared the endless emptiness
In the misty woods
And my surrounded isolation
But I settled into the warm ground
Dead leaves, moss, and brush
And I fell asleep, shivering, in the freezing air
I dreamt I then woke
To a coyote curled next to me in the leaves
And above me a mouse that barked
I dreamt this was not a dream
I dreamt that this dream I dreamt was real
I dreamt I dozed off again to dream on the forest floor
And when I woke up
I was alone.
-Marie Walters (May 2018)
wet tinted goggles give the moon a fractured halo
of faint chaotic cobwebs spinning white and gold
the water is full of dancing flashing shadows
faint songs drift over from the carnival next door
the soft smooth darkness blurs the leaves
that whisper through the windlessness
you drip on the deck in the empty air
in a clammy towel, water slips down your spine
around the porch light doomed moths spiral
their quiet wings flash across your eyes
and fireflies surprise you in the night.
Delightful day on summer’s dawn
Calms me so much it brings a yawn
To behold the sight is magic
The sun creeping out of the night
The joy of the light brings no fright
Though the end of peace is tragic
But bird calls are hymns of nature
Elegance of noise manifested by this creature
This is a new style of poetry I tried out, it’s nine lined with eight syllables each line with a rhyme scheme of aacbbcddc. You can read up on it on this site.
I was unexisting but, I was made I had no food but, I was fed I have no money yet, I am rich They kicked me out to die, but I lived
All because of someone This someone loved me like no other I didn’t know then but, I do know now This someone is my reason to live
I died but, someone revived me When the hated me, someone loved me When I cried all alone, that someone comforted me When I was rejected, That same someone was there to love me like no other
Its not a mother or a father Nor, a best friend or a lover All of them combined would be no match for that someone Because, that someone is the most powerful of them all
That someone can create or destroy Because, of that someone… I can blast magic through the air Jump the highest of the jumps
I want to laugh with that someone I want to have fun with that someone More importantly I want to thank that someone For making all my wishes come true, for choosing me
Look around. Look deep down in your heart If you have the right intentions and a true heart You will find that someone Through the biggest of avalanches That someone will come…
I wish we never met. And went our separate ways.
I thought you’d be like them
Loving you one minute. Then over it
and every time we try to say a word
we leave each other mid- sentence,
and you leave me wondering when we’ll finish.
I know you never liked me
and you probably never will.
Made the biggest mistake of life
So now I pay the price,
Being close to someone else yet,
I still think of you
I’ve tried to forget you over and over,
but at the end of the day
you are always stuck in my head.
We’ve went separate ways,
I’ve tried someone else.
You forgot me yet,
I can’t be rid of you.
All my memories, none of them good but, one.
Why does it matter anyway?
You never really liked me.