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Jane Peterson Poem
I see your name
I sit here still
With hands cold and pale
The effects of a pill
My stomach is empty
My mind all a blur
What do those twenty three words mean?
I am not sure.
The first thing of you
That I've seen in some time
You used to be at this table with me
It sure was sublime
It was very unexpected
To see words from you
That's something I have missed
But this is nothing new
Now you are different
As am I
I wish I still knew you
Dear old friend of mine
I'm not sure when it happened
Or how it occurred
But I guess I fell for you
Of this I'm pretty sure
You're always in my mind
No matter what I do
No matter who I'm with
Why do I wish he were you?
I can't stop thinking
About everything that was said
You were so important to me
I guess now I must just look ahead
But in the past
Is where my heart lives now
It lives in the memory of us
That's all my mind will allow
When we walked on water
It seems like ages ago
But how quickly I forget
That just isn't so
This isn't to try and get you back
That ship has sailed
I tried for some time
But those attempts failed.
This is simply
To tell you how I feel
Tell you where I stand
To let you know what's real
In the rare case you're wondering,
I am doing well
I'm so sorry I upset you
I didn't mean to make you yell
So I guess you now know I miss you
And honestly do not know what to do
You're never out of my mind
I thought I was through
So it's hard, you see
Because no matter what I do
or how I say I am,
I'm not as I appear to be.
Copyright © Jane Peterson | Year Posted 2010
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Jane Peterson Poem
Begin to dream
Begin to fly
It's cold out there
But don't be shy
Show me that face
Let's see that smile
Each new day's a test run
An experiment, a trial
There are those who know you
And ones who wish they could
But sometimes it gets tough
Please let me in?
I wish you would
Each day's an adventure
So let's tie our capes nice and tight
There's no turning back now!
With your hand in mine, this will be a nice flight.
Copyright © Jane Peterson | Year Posted 2009
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Jane Peterson Poem
It's time to get up
It's time to move on
The memories were nice
But that time is gone
The many candles flickered
A most beautiful light
Then you blew the flame out
I guess it got too bright
With you I was someone
I had never been before
Someone who was hurting
Yet was always wanting more
But this version of me
Is no longer the same.
Goodbye poetry soup
Goodbye Jane.
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Jane Peterson Poem
I want to head north
to see a writer.
The one I know that's strong
The patient one. The fighter.
The one I know
but wish I knew more
the one I just saw
but miss more now than ever before
The writer who's beautiful to me
inside and out
who follows his own path
who picks a different route
This writer who loves
people for who they are
who embraces the unique
and loves races near and far
This writer who shows me
how to be stong
for myself and everyone else,
and that it's okay sing my own song
This writer who cares
about all kinds of art
this writer who is passionate
and has a huge heart
So thank you writer
For being who you are
I will come back north soon
I will follow the star.
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Maybe it was too good to be true
I am sure they were all lies that I heard from you
Crying over you has been a waste of time
All I want from you now is the truth
How you can treat someone the way you treated me really and truely blows my mind.
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You sit in your chair
your little book in hand
your face glowing from candles
the flame flickering from the fan
Being away from you for minutes
It feels like a year
that one day we'll split
that is my fear
So I'll focus on here
I'll focus on now
exchanging subtle smiles
constantly playing around
Thank you chief for each new day
being with me when it starts and when it's through
I sure hope you know,
I love you.
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Jane Peterson Poem
I'm sitting here with you on the side of this road
Silence prevails once again
Words form in my head but don't come out my mouth
What I should have spoken I kept within
and I realize that I have so many things to tell
I have to ask you why you would do what you did if we were doing so well
Im walking alone on this quiet night
Trying not to think about you for too long
If I were to ask, could you tell me what went wrong
But it's okay
I didn't need my heart anyway
It's something I'm going to have to learn
To give away all the love I feel inside
even if I get none in return
I will shake this off
and in the morning you will see me with my smile on
I feel shy
watching these memories pass me by
I wish I could take them as my own
Sometimes I look towards the lights and wonder if youre all alone.
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It's hard looking back
and I'll never know
What was the truth or a lie
Who knew time was this slow
I miss seeing your smile
I miss touching your face
But everything is different
You're in a new place
The tears start to fall
They splash on my dress
I try so hard to keep it together
But I am simply a mess.
I said it once
and I'll say it again
I miss you my dear
I miss you my friend.
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These leaves are falling
all around my little ears
they comfort and hold me
They take me from my fears
They are all different
Some remind me of the moon
Each one sings to me
the most beautiful of tunes
this day is new
this day is bright
come with me you leaves
into the darkest of nights
We'll stick together
through the thick and the thin
please hold my hand
I'll hold your stem
You're there for me
When I am deeply in need
you know me best
you have made me free
Let's run and jump
I'll catch you when you fall
I'm falling too
I need you now most of all
You know just what to say
I find you very smart
For someone who's quite shut off
You know how to touch my heart
So thank you leaves
who save me and make me not afraid
thank you little leaf
for taking me away.
I hope you know
How much you mean to me
You brighten the darkest of days
You little leaf, swinging on that tree.
I'll see you soon
We'll play again someday
Just keep being who you are to me
One day I'll take you away.
Copyright © Jane Peterson | Year Posted 2009
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