I have one new poem this week, and one older poem from back in the high school days. The new poem I wrote while I was downtown running some errands. It kind of just came to me while I was enjoying a coffee at Starbucks. Maybe it was the pretension of the coffee, or the atmosphere, I’m not sure, but I was just in a poetry mood this morning. And I don’t care if Starbucks is pretentious – to quote Monica from Friends “a little pretension never hurt anyone”. And damn they make a good latte.
So enjoy, and comment if you have any feedback/suggestions – they’re much appreciated!
Alas from my birth I have been
alone – Mature at seventeen –
I know the truth – Life is cold
and empty – Will I die old
and alone? – My hair turns grey –
Skin wrinkles – Will I die today? –
Life’s gone by – nothing to show –
I will meet my maker below
and bow – nothing more to give
my Lord – My mistakes I relive
with every blink – the pain remains
clear – lost hope courses through my veins –
The sky turns red as death draws near –
Slowly I relive my fear –
Lost hope of love – Lost hope of life –
As time went by I’m no man’s wife –
No legacy beyond my time –
No prayers to those who are sublime –
The sun rises – it lights the room –
Alone today – my immortal tomb.
I am here but am not there.
I am here but I don’t know where.
I see myself but I am blind –
who I am I cannot find.
I walk alone down the street,
passing through those I meet.
I am silent as I speak –
I seem strong though I’m weak.
One step forward, one step back,
wasting time. I have lost track –
I have not wound my internal clock;
I lost the ticks and lost the tocks.
I have shut down, lost all power.
I am lost in this endless hour.
What I am I do not know,
I was lost some time ago.
I shall live just like the rest –
apathetic and unimpressed.
For I am here but am not there.
I am here but I don’t know where