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Friday, June 17, 2011
Are you still crying?
Will you be happy again
By the next time I see you?
When will that be?
A few days
Or more like a month?
I can't wait
Until school begins again,
But I'm too afraid
To seek you out again.
Your tears
Haunt my dreams,
So I've been staying up
Reading some of the books
You've read,
As well as done more
Of my summer homework.
You would be proud,
But you aren't here
To smile at me.
Smile
At something
To make me stop worrying.
Are you still crying?
Will you be happy again
By the next time I see you?
When will that be?
A few days
Or more like a month?
I can't wait
Until school begins again,
But I'm too afraid
To seek you out again.
Your tears
Haunt my dreams,
So I've been staying up
Reading some of the books
You've read,
As well as done more
Of my summer homework.
You would be proud,
But you aren't here
To smile at me.
Smile
At something
To make me stop worrying.
Literature
First Flight
How frightening that first flight must have been,
hearts racing into the unknown,
and I should wonder how those men felt
at the first takeoff into the air,
gusts of wind beneath fragile wings,
if not for loving you.
Literature
Sink or swim
He stood on the dock
One foot reluctantly planted
The other standing at the ready
Like that fleeting moment
Suspended in mid-air
Gleefully anticipating the water on your skin
Yet apprehensive of those undiscovered depths
Which have yet to be kissed by sunlight
She dove in head-fist
Through the reeds and the icy darkness
And watched from below
As the light fragmented
Along the rippled surface
How stunning it was
Even in the deepest and feared unknown
Especially there.
In the light and in the dark
There was only him
He watched as she held her breath
Shackled by his own mind
Wanting for that planted foot
To be freed from its hesitations
Literature
My head above water
footprints in a parking lot
caffeine highs and marijuana lows
He took residence in that lonely spot
sometimes I guess that's just how it goes
I left my heart on my bedside
now he's where hope resides
with each slow step he seems to guide
me out of the dark and into his eyes
watch
he keeps my head above water
watch
he keeps my head above water
In these waves I keep
my thoughts, my dreams, my heart asleep
I need to believe that something extraordinary is possible
logic finds no other ways to make me responsible
when my calculations all answer to you
watch
he keeps my head above water
watch
he keeps my head above water
he keeps my
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Oh, that cruel, awful feeling of uncertainty...