Hurray! It’s the first Poetry Thursday of 2011, woot! I’m excited to say the least – last year when I started this blog, Poetry Thursdays were something I was toying with. I enjoy writing a lot, but I find it hard to share it with people. Poetry seemed like a good way to get used to putting myself out there. And though I haven’t heard much “negative” feedback from my readers, I’ve been able to give myself some constructive criticisms along the way, so I think it’s been a very productive thing on my blog. Hopefully this year I’ll be able to keep up with it; last year there were a few times where I wouldn’t write poetry for weeks. I like consistency, so we’ll see how this goes.
Before the poems, I just wanted to let you guys know I updated the Coming Soon page, so if you’re interested check it out. I update it frequently, so check back in the future to see what I’m up to! Also, another quick reminder – I have a post going up on Saturday, so remember to stop by! Now for some poetry! Let me know what you think!
Deep in the Forest
Lost beneath the starry sky –
haunted by a howling cry.
A creature – grieving, for its alone;
the howling scream, it is my own.
The stars above light my way,
until I reach the light of day.
This darkened forest hides from me
my other half, which I cannot see.
An endless search for something more,
to fill the void within my core.
I call his name, a howling cry,
echoing beneath the starry sky.
Echoes in the Forest of Weeping Willows
I almost want to call your name,
or whisper it under my breath.
A yearning so deep, so profound,
that your name echoes in the silence –
it hides in every corner,
reflects in every mirror.
I search endlessly through
the forest of weeping willows,
hoping to see a glimpse of your face
behind the despairing branches.
Though I’ve tried to hide, shroud
these thoughts from my mind –
reminders are all around me;
I can never forget the past.
And though I can never go back,
correcting mistakes I’ve made –
I hope, I pray that perhaps
it will never be “too late”.
And if I listen hard enough,
hear passed the noise of the world,
I can almost hear your voice,
whispering back my name.