Mother

What was it like to be a lonely only daughter

What was it like to feel pain

What was the sunshine that touched down on your shoulder

Did it feel like summer rain

And all I have given it has to be to offer

That reason for no other gain

And all of the mothers with little lonely daughters

Often don't want to relinquish the same

What was it like to be a woman in the meadow

Often the buds land in may

Soft flowing skirts

And your blonde bouncing babies

All on your hip in the haze

Their chubby fingers and round little tosies

Land on your soft curving legs

What was it like to be the bountiful widow

Left with a basket of bread

How did it feel to love your only daughter

Even when tears show the pain

And I was so small in that golden meadow

But I have no grief for the world

You are the one who gave me all the brain cells

To realize why god gave us day

Parent

You can see into my disease

But you can't make that become me

You can see into what makes me

But you can't comprehend the binding

And it's such a personal thing

You can't honestly be looking at me

Like the daughter you once had

Who you held so sparingly

Who you fed and clothed

And everything

I am not that

You can no longer take care of me

Because I will resent you

And that may be sad

But it's the truth

Little World

The vision of silence

The velvet night on skin

Like an owl in the city

His eyes look like a grin

As the city lights

From city buildings

And city streets

Light up the yellow specks

Hiding underneath

The vision of a ghost

Flashing across the sky

As the lyrical thoughts

Of a poet's heart and mind

Feel the depression

Of a long forgotten host

And it found a living

memorial

Inside a small

Brown box

The vision of the high seas

Rolling in the wind

It found its own leather coat

As it slapped across the sins

Of an ever living light

That swallows up the whale

Living in a small, broken home

Inside a small, red pail

And a small, red smile

And a small, red tongue

Sticking out from the shout

Of the seaman from the sun

In that small, brown box

And within a yellow home

Manipulated by the hands

Of a boy yet to be grown

The vision of a castle

Mighty in the sky

The people all around it

Disgusting in the mind

And all there is to see

Is a small, white jumping cat

In the big, round fighting field

Playing with a sluggish rat

Whose little squeaks

And little eyes

Scream out to no one

Lost in time

And if I was a miracle

I'd jump right at your side

And bring my horse of virtue

And my cup of wine

And if I was a hurricane

I'd climb on summer's back

And bring green to the pastures

Of the mid-west track

And if I was a woman

I'd only die when I knew

The sun and moon would carry on

And all my kin

And all my love

Was nurtured by them all

To love you

Holding on to the small of your back

Like it's something alive

Something beautiful

Like it is

The bones hold tight to muscles and skin

And I want to be that

I want to see that I mean more to you

Than a long forgotten memory

The people that we used to be

I want to see that I mean more to you

Than your own insecurities

I can't help my doubt

It kills me too

That I know that it is useless

To believe

You don't want me

It kills me inside

That this happiness I feel

When I touch you

Is always fleeting

Always repeating into sorrow

As I see we are separate

And I want to love you

Everything I am supposed to be comes later

Everything that I want to be comes later

I am too young now

I grew up too fast

I already long for a life

With you

But you're too shy

And you're too doubtful

And you're too afraid

Of something

About holding a woman

Like your supposed to

When you love her

And I am still too young

For any of this

Missing

I love, love, love the way

You call my name

Then leave it on the floor

I hear, hear, hear the way

Your mouth shapes

Words not spoken before

And even, even, even if I

Tried to recreate it

It'd never do

I love, love, love the way

Your perfect pace

Keeps winding out the door

What is this memory

Of frozen things

That soft, white light

Of the windows

Reflecting the feeling of love

Even if I can't have this

I'd rather not forget

The way it felt on my tongue

To kick and scream and fight

But not tonight

Never tonight

You love, love, love the way

I call your name

And do the things you ask

You hear, hear, hear the way

My eyes tell you

Quitting time is past

You listen, listen, listen for the

Warning bells

To chime

You love, love, love the way

The metals

All collide

And even if they

Even if they fell to the floor

You'd fix the cracks

You'd find the paint

You'd find the time

To pick the parts that are

Not working anymore

And you'd create my bones

Out of different ties

And I'd be perfect

Just so perfect

That I would forget

How to cry