Solidity and Possibility

Hello my Earth, my quiet ground

Sometimes so solid, so cold

You cannot look up into the sky

Hello my Air

My winged one, so fair

You fly too far and seem to never look down

My love, do I upset you?

My love, do I drive you mad?

We are such opposites, opposing forces

But I need you- I need you

I want you- I want you

Do we fly or walk?

Let's find both ways.

For Mark

I am your muse

Your love

Your reason to be better

You make me smile

Cry

Laugh

Sigh

You also remind me of the pain

You remind me of the sadness

But you remind me, and make me see the possibilities

I sometimes resent you

Sometimes regret you

But only in passing

I love you

So completely

I can see beyond Now with you.

(P.S. I apologise for taking such a long time to update, it was simply not the right time for me. I was wondering whether to continue this blog of poetry, it seemed pointless for awhile. But, I need it more than I need for others to care about it, because I care about it. I hope though, if you read this, you are touched by it.)

What You Taught Me

They can see you,

Perceive and analyse

Assume that such beauty is a great gift

Captivation and mystery

Only last for moments

When grounded by the physical

The most vivid eyes, seem dulled with blindness

The smoothest porcelain like skin, flakes and peels with rot

The heavenly sounds of a voice, go mute

The first picture turns to dust

Because nothing goes beyond the flat image

Let beauty become one's aura

The words one speaks

The thoughts in one's head

The feelings that float through one's heart

This becomes everlasting captivation and mystery

Love

Hope

You know what I hope for?

That even when I fall, I have the strength to pick myself off the ground.

And that those closet to me, still love me even when I'm damaged.

Declaration

Many girls dream of their Prince Charming

And their Knight in Shining Armour

The man who can hold them with impossible strength and power

For they are weak, undeveloped and unsure

They want to be taken on the adventures they hear others speak of

Dream of and wish for

They want power and crave strength

But think it is not something for them

Others settle for simple thrills

Momentary pleasure and passing passions

Empty and tiresome

Needing no Knight, no Dark One, no Prince

I just want The One beside me

As we go on together

And if he is not strong enough to take me on adventures

Then hold on to my hand and I'll take You.

Botany

Praying on blue roses for impossible wishes

Cherry blossoms are a fog at the edge of my dreams

Forget-me-nots a shade of violet that impress on memory

Poppies are a gloomy end

And the language of the flowers

Make me think of England

When you've seen their beauty

Then learn all their flaws

And can say:

"I think I love you more"

Just a thought

Can I be your siren?

Your secret angel,

Your shining star,

Your light?

Because you're mine.

Some interesting news

So, I decided to gather lots of my poems into one manuscript and try to get it published. I am also gathering together my random writings (paragraphs, essays, plain journal entries, etc.) as another manuscript.

Does anyone have any suggestions as to how I should arrange it? I was thinking of themes or chapters, but so far I have simply been going by the most recent date, and working backwards. Also, does anyone know who I should talk to about this? Any suggestions would be really nice to hear. Thanks everyone.