A Poem

Usually I don't share my poems because I'm terrified of critism. It's the one place I retreat to when things get to tough for me. I have the urge to post this though because, well, it feels like an exorcism. So read it, absorb it, & be gentle with it.

In Love With H.I.M.

When it first started
All was young, fresh, & new
You had my heart &
I had yours
We took on the world with every breath
Our love never faltered & never
Dropped us

I only had eyes for you
Every beat of my heart was for you
Every kiss was a declaration
Every hug a celebration
My blood pumped with your strength

But like every fairy tale
We reached the end
I cried & screamed my pain to the sky
But you never stopped to listen
Yeah you did me wrong
But I inflicted hurt on you too
Give & take was all we ever were

Looking back I see where I went wrong
& where you fucked up
Even through the pain
I see the love that had grown &
Taken root
The greatest gift you gave was the ability for me
To realize that I had a whole lot of
Love to give & receive

Loving H.I.M. was a hard lesson to learn
But I stare at that diploma
& hope to get my masters.

An Ode To Tea

I have a tea obsession. It really is should be an unhealthy one but since tea has health benefits, I've come out on top. I drink somewhere between 15-20 cups per day. Yes, some of you may think that's a tad too much but when I eventually will be able to morph like Mystique due to all the antioxidants I have consumed, your identity will be the first I will assume. Now to continue with this love affair, I have written it two poems.



A very poor haiku:

Ah Beautiful Tea
Such a great wake me up drink
Gets me out of bed

A Cinquain:

Tea
Little Leaves
Sweet, Crisp, Tasty
My daily breakfast drink
Perfection


A horribly scary pic of me with my first morning cup (please note the bleary look in the eyes):