Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Some of My Favorite Poems

I felt like posting some the poems that I'm actually proud to call my own. Hope you like them, too!

"for Mathew" (9/3/03) by Brianne Alves

Take me with you
hand in hand
through the deepest
waters of your heart.
Draw me into
those whirlpool eyes,
jump in,
drown willingly,
seep into another
life filled with you.
Your spirit
my revivng breath
fills my lungs
eyes fly open
to the light
of your smile:
warm summer sands
soft, sweet coconut.
You call to me.
Words caress my ears,
entice me back
to life itself,
revived in you.

"The Rollercoaster" (11/7/03) by Brianne Alves

Hills and Dips
turbulent trips
the balance tips
back and forth
"Again!"
The child within
wants another spin,
knows not what's comin':
Ultimate thrills
giving me chills
unexpected spills
heart to my feet
hastening beat
heart and throat meet.
Someone hits the brakes,
just up and takes
the thing that makes
my world go 'round.
In stillness I found
the only sound
is a scream in my head:
what hasn't been said
though already read
between the lines.
So I pay the fines
hit some land mines
Get blown to bits
Take lots of fits,
and I'm sick of it!
Like porcelaine,
glue me again;
review where I've been,
and then...
get back on the ride,
though many times I've tried
to not get fried.
It's a greater ascension
with a longer suspension
before it bottoms out again.

"Self-Portrait" (1/4/04) by Brianne Alves

This
is who
I am.
The Ram:
Straight forward
out right
LOUD
first person.
I see, through
my own eyes,
the world
surrounding
my body,
connecting
to the energy.
I absorb
into my mind
through my senses;
all six of them.
My perspective:
unique
in formation,
a creation
of thought
and intuition,
splashes of emotion
tinged with sensations
and the dawning
of revelations--
everyday.
I evolve steadily
incorporating
pieces of the puzzle
"Wisdom."
I know
who I am
who I'm not.
Though I yearn
to be innocent
as I once was,
Change,
in the face
of Stagnance,
is not easy
but necessary.
Like the buried
seed breaks free
from the earth
to rise above,
so is my life
green with vitality
blooming pink
a tender blossom
breathing in
breathing out:
ALIVE.
This
is who
I am.

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