*Disclaimer* I never really put my own writing out in the universe (other than these blogs). However, I found my a few of my poems from my college days way back when. I’ve tweaked them a bit for comprehensibility.
Enjoy my emo days before emo was a thing. Laugh or cry at these, but do not use without my express permission.
“Signals”
I left a light on, a signal to my heart.
No answer came as memories fly by.
Images waltz and emotions tango
as two figures stretch out,
relaxed like felines bathing in the sun.
Toes, knees, hips touch, caress, mold, and fit.
No movement in the film,
only feather-light breaths are heard.
Intensity rises when I fear
that no more future will be made
into a film of the past.
Signals will be left unseen, unheard, unfelt.
“Haunted Courage”
Haunted eyes bring urgent tears,
tears that slide encumbered along my cheeks.
Battered souls scream for justice,
justice that exists only in fantasy,
Bruised egos muster a haunted courage,
courage that is a heavy price to pay.
“Teacher”
He plays upon my mortal stress with musical gestures.
Blues and greens flash before my eyes,
easily erased as if colored by chalk.
Listless blue eyes refer me to a memory
that was tagged and shelved a long time ago.
I wonder if the voice and the hands will ever stop so I can go home.