Poem 11

I tried

For the past four months

all I did was try and try

to be the poet expected of me

But I am not Walt Whitman

I had stanzas and lines from the heart

my emotions and feelings brought out

it showed my own creativity

But I am not Walt Whitman

I tried using the figurative language

like metaphors and similes

while staying away from abstractions

But I am not Walt Whitman

I tried using descriptions and sentiment

my sentimental words were my best

make sure to show not tell

But I am not Walt Whitman

I tried making them musically pleasing

Assonance and Consonance confuse me

I deliberately added Anaphora Alliteration

But I am not Walt Whitman

I tried so hard to make it Rhyme

End, Internal, Slant Oh my!

Every song time I used them

But I am not Walt Whitman

I tried perfecting the Poetic Meter of Prosody

incorporating meter and foot

playing with Accentual Syllabic Verse

But I am not Walt Whitman

I tried a variety of forms presented

I thought my sonnet was great

and my Haikus superb

But I am not Walt Whitman

I even tried a Villanelle

Choosing my words carefully

taking the time to perfect

But I am not Walt Whitman

Now four months later and still

I tried

and tried

But I am not Walt Whitman

Poem 10

Gravity

As The Hours, And The Days, And The Weeks, And The Months, And The Years Roll By

Behind close doors

Crying in the night

Daddy’s little girl

Empty

Fighting the gravity

Give me just a little more time

Heaven knows I’m miserable now

I can’t change it

Just one last time

Kisses on the wind

Let me know

My heart will go on

Nothing lasts forever

Only love can hurt like this

Paralyzed

Quiet times

Reach out of the darkness

Safe and sound

Taking over me

Unanswered prayers

Victims of circumstance

Wishing you were here

XO

Yesterday, today, and probably tomorrow

Zero gravity

*Each line is the name of a song

Poem 9

My senses open my heart to desire

I sit here every day indulging, enjoying

hearing, seeing, touching, smelling, tasting

I wonder what they will bring today

I sit here every day indulging, enjoying

The air feels cool on my face and I smile

I wonder what the day will bring.

When I open my body and let them in.

The air smells fresh and I know

The sound of trees the rustling leaves I see

I open my body and let them in

with these I believe my morning begins

I always start my day this way

hear, see, touch, smell, taste

each of them together do inspire

Now my senses open my heart to desire.