Agony,
again.
I miss you
my friend.
Empty briefcase,
idiot idol.
Forget my name,
kill my recital.
I am nothing,
no one
ever.
For, I let you go.
I'm drowning against the river.
Tear my heart
from among the dividends.
Net my love
with the weeds and loose ends.
I am a fool.
I miss you, deep end.
All poems and stories are written by, and property of Courtney M Watson - Secrets of a Wish Flower; A place for me to 'get on paper' my deepest cravings and outlooks on this...
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Saturday, June 6, 2020
Punch One Love
You should remember,
Right?
The way it Hits me
in photographs
against the light.
Where the marks make me,
and the toll takes me
& I'm left to the river by the sea.
Just a sandlot,
with a speck of me.
Right?
The way it Hits me
in photographs
against the light.
Where the marks make me,
and the toll takes me
& I'm left to the river by the sea.
Just a sandlot,
with a speck of me.
Sunday, January 19, 2020
The Wrongs of Gods In Sheep's Clothing
Before the light, before the rain,
before we had anyone;
They came by Nile during the day
to benefit the wrong-love.
Been versed in violence; held, be vain-
until yesterday came upon them...
Let Me Love You Full and Loud
Please tell me
the thing you disliked the most about me,
because all I ever asked
was to feel your arms around me.
I let my heart go,
let it abound me,
and now all I'm left with
is a darkness surround me.
I wish you would have let me
be all you knew to be,
I wish I could have become
all you needed.
I crave
for the day
you see my eyes
and ask me to be more than yours,
always for you.
I want to be
someones' everything,
more than I wish to breathe.
I want to make
someone my always,
been waiting
an eternity.
All the ways
you wish to be loved,
I want to make it seen.
Let me love you
full and loud,
then scream your heart at me.
I have lost my knees,
I am weak;
empty heart,
failed thieves
tried to steal
all I am ,
in my mind,
my heart,
my grief -
but no one's seen
and no one's touched
anything
like me.
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Pretty
Maybe tomorrow I'll be pretty.
or Tuesday.
Sometimes,
I'll be pink for a day
just to say I was pretty.
But other days I feel so..
blue.
But then, the beauty takes me away -
to some other shade of orange...
Something like a sunset;
One you'd never thought to see,
hazed in pretty purple pieces of me.
Tuesday, September 13, 2016
A Couple
This rhombus of your love
envelops me,
laps my tears;
folding them
into worry no more.
I am reborn
to you -
One day,
I hope
you will be
unto me
too.
unto me
too.
Monday, August 15, 2016
Somewhere On A Star
I looked up today.
Wrote you in my mouth.
But I fell in a frenzy
when I couldn't see your eyes.
How dark it is here
without you...
Friday, March 18, 2016
A Story of Love
I was thinking of you, darling.
Concocting a word, picture, story, a shape.
Something that in one handful, would tell you how much you mean to me.
But the word never comes,
the picture never starts,
and the story shapes up to be perfectly, you and I.
& I stand, staring at the blank page;
for cities of wishes and kind words could be spilled from these lips for days
but can never fit our storybook here on this flat blank page.
For, you see, you mean too much
for a word or a photo to complete
everything you mean to me,
everything we will grow to be.
Nothing could ever speak enough
so today, I will leave you with love.
Thursday, January 28, 2016
Alive in the Northwest
If only
the sky danced
along valleys of pine,
we could climb
on to the other side
where we'd find
each other.
the sky danced
along valleys of pine,
we could climb
on to the other side
where we'd find
each other.
Dance
in wind-struck fields of
lilies.
Harbor us,
these empty souls.
Weeping on
a flower bed,
scattered,
a northwest rose.
in wind-struck fields of
lilies.
Harbor us,
these empty souls.
Weeping on
a flower bed,
scattered,
a northwest rose.
Labels:
alive,
california,
courtney,
dance,
flower,
independent,
lilies,
literature,
love,
northwest,
oregon,
pacific,
pine,
poem,
poetry,
rose,
trees,
washington,
watson,
writing
A Not-So-Strange Heart
You are... everything.
You are mountains I make of fragile thoughts & things.
Crammed them together with hot-glue & string.
Tied with a knot, a kiss, & a ring.
A mountain of love, for you.
You are mountains I make of fragile thoughts & things.
Crammed them together with hot-glue & string.
Tied with a knot, a kiss, & a ring.
A mountain of love, for you.
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Our Mom
She spoke so soft,
"I will love you forever",
it never became its own lie.
Strong were her words
as they took away shadows,
keeping safe our fragile minds.
I have never known someone
quite like her,
and not care I, what you have to declare;
she is mine, she is his,
& I will love her forever,
'til given my last breath of air.
Friday, June 26, 2015
Does Your Love Hide?
Do you watch me sleep?
Does your love
hide under a rug?
When I'm singing
do you hear me,
as I flit
along the gardens
of, lonely too,
the silver bells?
Friday, May 15, 2015
Brother (you can be anything)
There is something I have never told you
the deepest secret no one knows.
Behind the darkest buildings,
beneath the patina of pages...
Some have tried to follow,
others have come close.
But I have kept it harbored, safe at bay
& still no one knows.
But I may tell you.
Let it slip, today may be the day
that someone hears the hollowed truth.
The secret I have kept so safe.
So brother, I'll let it come free now.
From the bottom of the coldest seas,
in the warmest rooms of royalty,
you have always been my biggest of dreams
& I believe in you more than I do me.
I love you with all of my soul
& in telling of tales & letting secrets go,
there is not a sweeter child my mind may know.
For you dear brother, my heart, it grows.
Incomplete
When it comes to words, I work wonders;
until wonders fall on you.
Then my script splits as a serpents tongue
past speech, I know not what to do.
So I drown myself in the slimiest grey
hoping some genius will fall through.
But in all my mess, I still confess
my weakening is you.
Its sick and twisted, rotten and cold
addicted to a someone I never knew.
Of Men
"One day, you'll be loved"
she said, as she stepped among my Earth.
My foreign eyes could not take to look,
as within hers, wisdom took birth.
I never knew what discipline
it would take to have truly known her,
but she showed me the way
of larger than, the fickle things below her.
and in my flesh, felt a story,
that had risen from her lips.
Of men who fought, and those who healed.
Gentlemen, and ghouls.
Men who knew a finer life,
and those who struggled to make due.
She spoke with comfort in her voice,
as though she had said it all before,
and by her knowledge, she led me all the way,
making me beg for more.
"Oh, my darling, how could you know
if love is what you are chasing?
Merely puzzle pieces to your life"
My mind took to racing.
"No matter the man, the common appearance
in any single form.
A man is a man who needs to be loved,
and seeks a woman he adores"
Well if you take the words of many
or swallow those of few
I'd hope you've noticed all the truth
that has been spelled out for you.
In many letters, humans find peace.
Within mine I found amity.
& I will always cherish every day;
because I may not live to take another breath,
no one has it guaranteed.
I never knew what discipline
it would take to have truly known her,
but she showed me the way
of larger than, the fickle things below her.
and in my flesh, felt a story,
that had risen from her lips.
Of men who fought, and those who healed.
Gentlemen, and ghouls.
Men who knew a finer life,
and those who struggled to make due.
She spoke with comfort in her voice,
as though she had said it all before,
and by her knowledge, she led me all the way,
making me beg for more.
"Oh, my darling, how could you know
if love is what you are chasing?
Merely puzzle pieces to your life"
My mind took to racing.
"No matter the man, the common appearance
in any single form.
A man is a man who needs to be loved,
and seeks a woman he adores"
Well if you take the words of many
or swallow those of few
I'd hope you've noticed all the truth
that has been spelled out for you.
In many letters, humans find peace.
Within mine I found amity.
& I will always cherish every day;
because I may not live to take another breath,
no one has it guaranteed.
As Romans May Have Loved
White flag, to white flag;
Mercy, I lay my head down.
An Empress pushed to the ground,
tasting dirt, as a peasant.
Empires will fall, & castle walls,
all so he may become the highest.
One who not take adoration of the fairest;
Gold may look as well as filth.
Give pity now, for when the dawn comes,
my ruler stand alone.
In dictation, he threw his love to the afterlife;
and that is where he will keep it.
White flag, to white flag;
I bathe in diamonds of amity.
not needing a lesser mans pity.
& I will blossom in this universe of rapture.
ToDay
To every borrowed heart,
For every day that ends in day:
Only ever loan a soul,
don't give that love away.
It may sound harsh,
a violent tune
But if you saw the way...
He looked at me, with aesthetic seas;
On the day we name today;
You would smile with the mouth you've been given.
And oh, you'd grin the morn' away.
For he only ever loves me
on the days that end in day.
But seeing as the moon does fall,
I guess he never did any way...
He looked at me, with aesthetic seas;
On the day we name today;
You would smile with the mouth you've been given.
And oh, you'd grin the morn' away.
For he only ever loves me
on the days that end in day.
But seeing as the moon does fall,
I guess he never did any way...
Mirthful Visions
Relentlessly I am dreaming.
eternally lucid,
in this falling sensation.
ever to wander.
Here I will stay;
I was waiting for you
all my life.
never knew your face;
today I have found it.
structured so nicely.
Here, I am with you.
One day,
I may wake up.
Yet,
Until wind burrows under my sheets
& sunlight breaks the windows sill
I stay,
drifting away with you
in this immortal land of illusion.
Until it is Gone
I was never holding on
to any piece of dirt
so when the grass crawled between my fingers
I let go of the Earth
& I found my body floating
through lanes of later days
clasping on to the little left
blades flying through air waves
I took their beings tightly
squeezing out the green
until they were nothing but
the most untidy strings
so with their bodies falling
as so did the happy from my eyes
and in landing on pure nothing
I too kissed the saddened sky.
Sorry I have left you
although I not know why
I held you as if you were nothing
until no more of you could I find
and I want to tell you this day
that if ever you give to holy light
I will follow you to salvation
loving your flesh with all my might.
to any piece of dirt
so when the grass crawled between my fingers
I let go of the Earth
& I found my body floating
through lanes of later days
clasping on to the little left
blades flying through air waves
I took their beings tightly
squeezing out the green
until they were nothing but
the most untidy strings
so with their bodies falling
as so did the happy from my eyes
and in landing on pure nothing
I too kissed the saddened sky.
Sorry I have left you
although I not know why
I held you as if you were nothing
until no more of you could I find
and I want to tell you this day
that if ever you give to holy light
I will follow you to salvation
loving your flesh with all my might.
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
8
For every day that ends in day,
For every light or open window;
For every light or open window;
I will love you then.
Free and never ending,
Inside this sea of infinity.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)