These are some poems I wrote for my creative writing class. None of them are about any one person, or story, but images I see in my head. With the exception of Henry, which is about my cat who I lost last year. Please enjoy.
Abandoned
Sidewalks abandoned
Except a lost little doll
Forgotten, dirty
And missing one eye
Her little girl swings
In a park, all alone
Not one person in sight
Not one creature stirs
Streetlights sputter
But one will not come on
And there in the dark
She is left on her own
Swinging and humming
Waiting and watching
Watching her doll come towards her
Coming to play
Stars
The stars will shine bright
In the night winters air
White against black
Light against dark
Glittering bright
The stars will shine bright
On sticky summer nights
When the air is think and hot
And even when dark is clouded with grey
They will be there
The stars will shine bright
Be it day or night
Always watching
Looking down
They will guide us on our way
No matter what we have to say
Bright protectors, guardians
And the will always shine bright
Black and White
In my
Late night dreams
People and things move
But I am always unmoving
Silent
Henry
I sat on my bed
Holding my head
But no tears would come
And so say some
It was his time
He could no longer be mine
Moon
The moon
She stares at me
Glares at me
An emotionlessly white gaze
Never breaking
Never ending
She glares
Until I force myself to look away
Losing the game
To her relentless light.