I Will Never Satisfy YouI will never satisfyYou. I saw you not,But seeing you, saw all:My world fulfilled;My heart surrendered;My freedom renounced;My half-lie annulled:I love you.------I will never satisfyYou. I see you now,But seeing you, see all:My world crumble;My heart break;My freedom lost;Because:I love you.
Sonnet 2I saw you once and then my thoughts were yoursNo rest had I for then I haunt'd becameYour words like ripples down a river courseYour face I see forever and againNo star, no flower: neither sun nor roseYou are no angel, devil, creature beFor stars sing not and flowers only poseAn angel, devil? Neither'd hear my pleaBe mine: that's all I want. You, you I'd keepI love you. I can say no more than thatAnd if you leave, I know that I will weepBecause my love for you I can't combatYour ice-blue eyes I see them burning coldBut these are memories so faded, old.
Plane Crash"Brace, brace!" The captain's voice was tense, crackling through the plane's intercom, and the alarm went off. There were cries of dismay from the passengers as the flight attendants hurried to their seats, after checking everyone's seat-belts. The plane shuddered violently, throwing people around in their seats. Skye braced herself against the seat in front of her, eyes wide with fear. The captain was speaking again, but Skye wasn't listening. They were going to crash.Turning to look out the window, Skye saw the ocean rushing towards them, its dark, glittering surface reflecting the stars. Oxygen masks dropped from the ceiling, and she mechanically put hers on, brain flooding with thoughts. She had taken the flight to see Seth for the first time. Both had been excited; after two long years, they would finally meet. But now they never would. Her brain refused to process any information, and she stared dumbly out the window.The plane jerked again, shaking so much that Skye thought it
ZestSunset is early,a cast-off orange peelfloating on the lake.
Chaosthe Queen of chaosfrays, rents, rips, eliminatesa complex decay
(and the dark stopped being scary)once I fell asleepbeside you, I no longerhad need for nightlights.
A Corner of Skya light blue cloud singing in your hand folded once, then once more; the wings of your origami crane I breathe in deep the flesh-like tissue uplifting me through fluttering lids to a corner of skyall to myself, lighter than birds kiting through the draft and rush, reaching for the sun I have no voice with which to sing no feathers, I; still I bank and soar,trying to remember you
and poetry is our baby.We are old lovers,words and I, finding shelterthrough the stroke of pens.
affection driveIf I recycledthe love littered at your feet hearts would starve no more.
Night haikuThe moon comforts a waveBefore its impending deathUpon the shore
Masterpiecea Monet sunsetdotted along the canvaswith clouds by Van Gogh
Morning haikuA burning sunriseThe eyes catch fireWash my face in the pond
UnendingKingdoms rise and fallInnumerable years passAll is forgotten