untitled poem Sept 24,1999

The night was still
Not abreeze was felt
I wondered at this silence
In its deafening presence
We might have spoken
We might have cried
I do not remember
But the silence of the night
The skies were starless
The moon hid its face
How distant all seemed
In the uncrushable quiet
We ought to have spoken
We ought to have cried
I remember now remorseful
As darkness gave way to light

Despair ... Feb 13, 2008

poised on crumbling ledge
pain embodied
at crossroads
yet too far out on the edge
stained, once healthy cheeks
now sunk sullen and bleak
futile search through swollen eyes
half blinded from tears cried
alone, afraid, anxious
disconsolate, despondent, desolate
forward or to retreat, reconsider
questions and more questions
precariously perched looking down
despair tips the scales
plunging silently
head first into oblivion
thud shatters
an otherwise noiseless end

Writing May 21, 2007

I sit at my desk
thinking
pondering
wondering
what makes us connect
letters into words
expressions and emotions
stringing sentences
creating images
and thus end up writing

An Ode To Online Mates May 21, 2007

tippity tap, tippity tap
fingers flying across keyboard
when I hit Send or Enter
my thoughts are splashed across to you
you in the next cubicle
you across the lands and seas
I am the future girl
GoogleTalk, YM, ICQ, MSN
surely you've met me sometime
if you have come say hi
share a smile a word a ear
.ani unplugged is what you get
this could the catalyst
the start of something
worth exploring

Fragile Silence May 19, 2007

Hush I behest you hush
Do not awaken the little ones
Hush I beg you hush
Do not encroach upon my solitude

Hush I plead please hush
So few are the moments to myself
Hush oh for peace sakes hush
I need to think

Without appreciating my need for this
You come and destroy that very fragility
I cling so selfishly unto like drowning man to straws
My silence broken by the voices calling out to me