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Laura Hew Poem
Goosebumps and all
I lay
Under a bed of stars
Sparkling across the night sky like a diamond mine
Chinese Lanterns in the sky, hanging far from my reach
To guide me through the complexity of the darker night
The solitary moon and I Gaze at one another other
Parallel in nature, we hang back from the rest of the world
She, plagued by her cyclic nature,
And I, sickened by the cynicism that only a broken heart can bring
She pulls at the ocean, wishing for affection from the shore
And I, push away any attempt at sincerity
But she must fall as the day grows young,
And I must rise to the possibilities
My chest wall aches, as it fills with hope and the cold night air
This must be how a second chance at life, and inner peace must feel
Then the wind blows through the willow trees
The crickets move their bows together in symphony.
They made an overture, for the performance of only one
This is my song,
my new harmony
Copyright © Laura Hew | Year Posted 2009
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Smoke swirled and billowed from your lips
Like gossamer it extended itself like a ballerina arching in hopes of caressing mine
The crickets raised together their bows in consideration
The summer sun nodded quickly to proceed
The waves tickled our lanky set of alabaster knees
The dock groaned beneath us but I am anchored
Steadfast in this life
I see our life through kaleidoscope binoculars
Such cheery coloured spectacles and distortions
I want to ride on this merry-go-round with you
But it appears my pocket watch keeps spinning because
Time is relentless
I want to capture our laughter in mason jars!
Your fervour makes me feverish when you consume and devour!
Cloaked by nightfall and nimbus clouds
Within the recesses of my mind my anxiety is patiently awaiting moments to commit heinous robbery
This parasite creeps into my subconscious and whispers down my lonely hallways
It makes itself comfortable by weighing heavily on my shoulders! The entire body shudders from its hideousness
It’s toxic venom runs through my veins
Holding my memories ransom and masticating any feelings of safety
Writhing and wailing to dominate and keep me still
Never willing to compromise or to remain ill
Navigating through the muddy waters of my mind
Following the metronome of your breath demarcating our way home
Copyright © Laura Hew | Year Posted 2020
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* This is a poem about basically feeling like when a part of yourself dies. Then certain
people can come along and make that one part feel alive and better than ever
because you trust them to be just yourself*
The serpent of Unrequited love
Sunk it’s toxic fangs deep into the very marrow of my being
My heart heaved with its poison, which was void of loving emotion
So I tucked it away…… six feet under my subconscious…
My mind was a cemetery of regrets.
Things I should have done, and when I should have learned to walked away.
Then there was you……………
You were the misty avenger that stepped out of the abyss
Shook my snow globe world upside down.
Speckling my VISION with light, snow and glitter
Heart reserrector, you’re honesty was my defibulater
Thumping life organ through my sweater
coloured my cheeks a candy apple red from pleasure
giving me the courage to break free from the prison of woeful
We lay on your carpet, filling our lungs with laughter
I am Exposed, and exuberant……. Letting my true personality resurface
No longer am I a hesitant seal peeking over the ocean’s surface,
NO LONGER DO I MISS THE SUNSETS
I AM EUPHORIC ON THIS GORGEOUS LIFE
Drinking down the pleasure of a sunrise
This moment with you ……………………..is a Utopian treasure
You take my breath away… and your beauty is immeasurable…………………….
Heart reserrector
Your wisdom is celestial,
My guardian angel
For your insight I am eternally thankful
Copyright © Laura Hew | Year Posted 2011
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Today I left an imprint
On a lonely river bank shore
The clouds rose high like Kings reigning over their kingdom
The waves, faithful followers
Bowed down to them once more
My laughter echoed down the beach carried from the western wind
Then I dipped my toes in
Lifting my tshirt over my head, I felt the summer sun blushing my skin
Pulling my shorts down my hips,
In my black Bikini I dove in
Feeling a smile cross my lips
I closed my eyes, as I drifted along
The lapping sound of the waves reminiscent of a true paradise song
Clyde
My golden retriever swims graceful circles around me
Bobbing his head along the surface, he is the best hunter.....
For scaring away minnows, he is my little protector
We sat together in awe worshipping the sunset
The
Deep Crimson, ginger and amythyst
Sunset
Feeling the water trickling down my hair, onto my back,
I realized it was not time to leave for home, no not yet
Now
Silhouetted
By the lowering sun
I have a new appreciation for Darkness.
And by darkness I don’t mean Van Goghs Starry night
No,
Although the stars that, night burned brilliantly bright
No
I know
There is an elegance in shadows
This place is sacred and hallowed
I made an imprint on the beach
But it will be edged away by the constant lapping of the shore
This place will leave an imprint in my memory, that I will keep
Forevermore.
Copyright © Laura Hew | Year Posted 2009
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he does not love me anymore, oh
heart you give me away
the expression of a broken heart
is permenantly fixed
across this face
my eyes
tell stories of the brokenhearted
for thousands of years
I mourn what could of been
he does not love me anymore,
it is such a shame
for my heart gives love away too freely
like a common whore
he does not love me anymore
oh heart, you must decist.
for the deep trench of pain and confusion seems to
fall for an eternity.
Its boundaries unknown to man
I do not wish to explore this pain
for
I may never return
again
he does not love me anymore
the person I once was is no more.
He does not love me anymore,
heart, you will make it through.
the shards of it
will
be picked away
gently by time's gentle embrace
for every moment there is it's place
he does not love me anymore.
and that is ok.
Copyright © Laura Hew | Year Posted 2007
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I conquered the
Mt. Everest ofdistrust and
pain that kept anchored me down like a sunken ship in the Atlantic
your verbal abuse kept me off the radar
as I hid away my shame
my dismay was my watery grave
My lonesome journey was onerous
My arms and legs began to shake
I had to let go of my heavy baggage.
The weight of hate, and bitterness was unfathomable
When I released it, I was freed from the shackles of my past mistakes
Thirsty for nurishment...I took a gulp of compassion
I discovered that Love will take you the rest of the way
my tears washed the resin of my sorrow away
I laid out on the peak
and watched as the stars nestled themselves within the goose down comforter clouds
and the mist intermingled between my fingertips
That was the moment of truth
Where the world stood still.....I looked upon it like a shepherd watching over her flock
realzing how lucky I am to recieve this opportunity for change
Insight.. these are the moments are rare, and a blessed gift
That's when it's just you and the world
and the recognition of your destiny
I have a purpose to spread my love, patience,and non-judgmental characteristics
You can conquer your internal demons
whose firey tongues slither into your ear canals
spreading their lies
fraudulent and self loathing
clawing their way through your psyche and haunting your memories
keeping you locked up tigher than Alcatraz
We all must traverse through our own Mt. Everest's
I wish you well and a safe passage
But when you reach the top.
Plant your flag
In remembrance of the day you took a leap of faith and were brave
Copyright © Laura Hew | Year Posted 2010
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Laura Hew Poem
Tippy toeing across the desert sand cracked Cement stepping stone road
We venture towards The blooming onion bonfire that Rises like a medusa’s hair in a galaxy fueled by the heat of a dying star
The raindrops roll down my china doll cheeks
Makes my hair glisten like candlelight hope diamonds
And the rain washes away my feelings of self loathing
This weathered couch so lonesome in a field of curious horses
Seats sociable strangers Intoxicated with vodka mixers and self pride
Under an umbrella a polish model speaks broken English poetry Cuddling into my side instinctively she acted sisterly
My body was their hurricane shelter and my arms kept them from harm
He slid in on the ancient couch to seek momentarily comfort from the soaking tsunami
Faded........floating on a wave of intoxicated insta-friendships that we made only in our kindergarten years
when we wore tiaras and over sized dresses wide eyed and gaped toothless
Imagining what greatness would become of us Superheros and Princesses
The bass of the stereos fueled masculine desires for destruction
They tossed the grandfather couch into the flames and became a beaming beacon of light in all the darkness the smoke spiraled as the fires creeping fingers consumed the skeletal remains of the chesterfield.
Twas cremated at the early hour of dusk
University was just the eclipse in our eye lids
Life is a wayward hurricane NASA plane emblazoning on a rainbow runway
spin yourself faster than a ballerina collapsing into the tutu frill.... brighter than a lantern fueled by essence of a thousand swarming fireflies
Our naiive youth is but the past, we left it behind in this catacomb laid to rest
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Laura Hew Poem
Baby
I can already see it.
You
walking on a sheer floating gossamer wave
where the stars drip from the cieling like hot wax
Your hair sweeping over your eyes like a seductive ballerina
And all I can think about is your beard tracing the curvator of my body.
Let your your cologne be the treasure map of our once adventurous ecstacy
You bring out the sun of my smile
Cascading my light around the circumfrence of my world like a spotlight
This daydream of mine, brings me such peace
and You whose tuxedo body..... is mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Better than that ever of Leonardo Dicaprio or George Clooney
You are Apollo's finest work of art
You mortal Renoir
Your body is the epitomy of masculinity
Your arms are stronger than that of the ancient oak
I like a sleepy mischevious cat, is just dying to fall asleep in them
But oh from so high, how will I ever climb down again?
You have a bottom like a warrior
Yes I have taken notice of it....
You are built for the wieght of the world
Your chest holds the rythmic life Snare Drum
I am mesmorized by the cavity where the angelic source of laughter derives from
No I am not ashamed
Walking next to you is like.....trying to walk behind a King
when I am only but a french maid
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From the flat
Of my back
I watched
Love
Fly away on gossamer wings
Just as it was given, so quickly it was taken away
Breathless,
Curled in the fetal position
I was helpless
From the flat of my back
I watched
Love fly away
On gossamer wings
I watched
Life bring
Me Curious things
From the flat of my back
I watched
Love
Fly away
Then
The
Winds of change came
And the summer night air
Dried the windswept tears
And
The
Tranquility of
The glowing
Stars
Soothed the empty hole in my heart
That was aching
On
gossamer wings
My strength has come back
Gossamer wings
Don’t always bring painful things.
From the flat of my back
I watched love fly away
Gone for now, but not for always
On gossamer wings
But it will come back
And
The bird will sing
Copyright © Laura Hew | Year Posted 2007
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