Inside MadHatter's Hat: 2016

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Original Poetry: Life in Letters

Here is my life in letters

In the dears, and sweethearts and see-you-soons.

Here is my life in words

In descriptions of days that never came;

Wishes that just never came true

This is my life in letters

In the darlings, the I-love-yous and goodbyes

This is my life in words

In sentences that were never spoken out loud

Hidden between pages of books never read.

Original Poetry: Mortal

You have seen the world with weary eyes

Have stepped upon the wonders of the world, spread at your feet

Have tasted such feasts, experienced such pleasure, have indulged your senses--

But have you ever dreamt a dream such as mine?

Lived a life such as mine?

Loved a love such as mine?

I am mortal.

I have dreamt dreams of mortal men, lived a life of mortal men, loved a love of mortal men.

Where every touch of joy carries the sting of sadness

Every press of courage lies a bombardment of fear

every second passing has the weight of centuries

Where living shuffles you closer to death

I am mortal. I am dying. I am strong.

Am compiling my old poems here. I haven't written in a while.

Something I wrote inspired by three things: An umbrella, a puddle of water and a streetlight. Written under two minutes.

"Are you in love with me yet?"

It was a joke, a tease, a game

we play it often, we play it well

I question, I accuse, I jeer

You deny, you laugh, you roll your eyes

We part and meet again

A glittering smile, a passing glance and it all starts again

"Are you in love with me yet?

You smile and shake your head. "Are you in love with me yet?"

Seasons change and friends come and go

And still we meet again.

An embrace, a kiss, a whisper. "Are you in love with me yet?

A shrug, a peculiar look, an impish smile. "Are you in love with me yet?"

Day turns to night, so quickly it seems

We pass each other down the street, I stop. "Are you in love with me yet?"

Dark eyes open, closes then opens again. "Are you in love with me yet?"

Lights flicker on, the moon rises in the night sky.

Three heartbeats later.

"Yes."