Prison (Guest poet)

Here is an excerpt from a friend’s poem. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did the first time I read these words. Feel free to offer up some snaps. I did. (I edited the poem to make it G)

I need a lawyer
Someone to save my from this prison
Where I sat in solitude and dream u
I know I deserve this prison cause I played with fire
I was afraid of being burned but didn’t realize this doesn’t burn
Doesn’t dwindle
It just burns inside me
Consuming all the fears and pretention and sensibilities and bs
Til the only thing left is a single pure thought
I want u
I want ur anticipation and ur humor and ur horrible poker face and ur smirking smiles and ur receptiveness and ur hope and ur carefree life and
Ur selflessness and ur loving nurturing and cool attitude
I need a judge to pardon me for finding my muse unintentionally
And I there is no way this punishment fits the crime
I am guilty.
For tempting my mind to believe in soul mates
For igniting the fire that can’t be extinguished with deadlines and vows…

Puzzle

Puzzle pic

I was recently talking to a friend who described the excitement of figuring out a puzzle. I took those words and that excitement and created this poem. Enjoy!

Puzzle
Excitement and anticipation
Something new to explore
Conquer? Not really
Just wanting to experience more
Instincts and wisdom
Not just a game
Dare I open the box?
Take a look inside?
Taking my time
Examining everything
Touch all the pieces
One by one
I’m not in a rush
Piece by piece
Each one is unique
Inch by inch
Creating a new memory
It is almost complete
Adrenaline rush
Built up tension released
Until the next time
The next quest
A new box or old box taken off the shelf
Repeat

Written by Alicia

A Mile in Your Shoes

No, I’ve never walked a mile in your shoes
I would like to walk the next mile or two with you
I want to see what you see
Hear what you hear
Listen to you speak
Learn what makes you laugh
Wipe your tears when you cry
I want to walk a mile with you
I’ll have to do it in my own shoes
Other wise your journey is not unique
Your shoes were custom-made
It’s your journey but I’m here
Lean on me when you are tired
Hold my hand when you need comfort
I want to walk a mile or two with you

-Alicia