Sunray Venus Shell

a sugar cane beauty
a strapping young doll
no one could claim they were
not jealous at all

half Carolina princess
half sweet Georgia peach
this bleached ray of sun was found
washed up on the beach

she had several bruises
between her tan lines
yet no one could solve this
indelible crime

it wasn’t the first time
and it won’t be the last time

keep swimming girl
keep floating away
your arms on the waves girl
you’re safer that way
(and that’s how you’ll stay)

time came for confessions
her journal was read
seemed no one had heard
the warnings she’d said

there was something in her head
so she swam ashore instead

keep swimming girl
keep floating away
your arms are the waves girl
and you’re safer this way
keep swimming girl
you’ve a lifetime to pray
your arms are the waves girl
and that’s how you’ll stay
your arms are the waves girl
it’s better this way

        

         

Copyright L.M. 2008.  (written February 26th, 2008.).

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Slate Grays

my hands are dry and rough from working
my eyes are small and used to squinting
my stature average, verging on petite
I have thin skin and veiny feet
my complexion’s poor, my tone is pale
genes say my bones will be quite frail
I have no nails as they are weak
my voice is too high when I speak
my mother thinks my hair’s too long
I think all compliments are wrong
I’m a sceptic, sometimes too much so
though I try to be fair to friend and foe
my opinions strong, my manner shy
in public you’ll never see me cry
in private I keep emotions tame
my anxiety has that cause to blame
I hate to shop, but buy a lot
no place could ever be too hot
I dislike snow, I dislike cold
I’m terrified of getting old
I have good friends who understand
I’m always later than I plan
I’m sensitive, and feel more pain
than I let off, or care to explain
I never intentionally drink alcohol
and for this, flunk social protocol
I dislike freckles, and have a bunch
I bend, I slouch, I slump, I hunch
I get depressed but never treat
I just stay up late and never eat
somehow, I’ve seemed to manage this wreck
to keep my addictive tendency in check
though these faults I easily admit
I’d like to think there’s some good to it
I’ll never regret the time departed
for when I love, I love whole-hearted

    

      

Copyright L.M. 2008.