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Shane Howe Poem
Two hearts intertwined, yet divided by time.
If I could, I would take both our hearts hold them together as they beat forever....
watch as they mate, watch as they inflate, pulsate...
one word could never reiterate the state of what I would love to create
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The stars are shining; the moon is big and so bright, that the light passes through the
scary night.
The air is cold the breeze will freeze; It’s a cold night indeed. My feet are numb my legs
are cold, my hands are numb, fingers blue, ready to freeze.
I see my breath before me, as I walk along this path, a river to my left with freezing
water running fast. The river mist is rising, the moon’s still shining, and the mist is
getting stronger as covers the path a yonder.
The mist never gets closer, it moves as quick as me. I walk that little faster, the mist!
it's like it knows... it knows I want to catch it, it moves a little quicker...
I hear a little noise, a little rustle to might right. I stop and look and see a tree,
tall and strong, damp and cold, bare of leaves and shinning bright as the moon’s rays
bounce of the damp shinny skin...
But what was that noise, I hear it once again... mist all around, the sound of the river
running behind.
I hold my breath to clear my view, and what I see is you.
You look at me with eyes so blue... I breathe again and see you smile; I take your hands
to warm them up, as I do you disappear.
Was you really here, not a word we spoke, just a smile you gave... and once again the cold
I feel...
I best be on my way, the mist has covered the stars so bright and the moon is ready to
say good night....
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Every broken beat of my pulsating heart that beats within, desires noting more than the
aspirations of sovereignty, the freedom to be amongst the stars could never outweigh the
freedom from one’s own soul.
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To wake to fear, to shiver and cry.... not knowing what the day will bring, will she shout
or will she fight. Can I hear, is she mad is she sad. To wake with her hand upon my head,
she pull’s she drags. Down the stairs she said... her foot collides with my fears, I fall
I drop, down the stairs I go, I feel the steps as they hit my head and my back, my legs
rolling my head still yawning .... Will she stop will she stop... she will not..... The
kitchen door ajar, I move toward the door to hide to fly. I fight to hold back the tears
that try to follow. Do I cry, do I hide... I do not cry, I do not hide, I take it like a
little child... holding my hands high holding my head up to the sky. I think of peace, I
think of love, can this be really be me. I look to the heavens do you see... can you
see,,,, what she does to me... do I have to fear or do I have to shed a tear...
I return from school, shaken with fear... did she hear, will she shout or will she just be
ready to fight... I walk through the door to be greeted by a fist, in the face oh what a
night, all I see r knuckles and rings is this really the way things will be, fear in the
day fear in the night... my stomach churns my head turns, I see her face red as a rose,,
she knows she knows... I close my eyes and hope she goes, will she show her fears or will
she take my tears... will she hold me will she fight me... does she love me, will she hug
me, dejection, rejection will I ever have affection.....
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A day of pain, a day of unrest, I can feel I’m getting stressed. My life has changed, my
life’s uncertain, will I ever rest. My phone rings, my door knocks, I leave to rest. I
need my space I need to breath, the walls are closing in, my heart beats faster my blood
start to boil. Surrounded by walls, my curtains drawn. I need to breath I need to leave. I
open a door I open a window. Yet I still can’t breathe and need to leave. I feel I’m
growing, the wall closing, I need to run I need to breathe, will I ever be at ease. My
fists are clenched, my face is red, don’t come near me i may be mean. Now I’m angry now
I’m mad. I need to leave I need to flee. I need the space to shed and bleed, I need to
feel the pain that I have created. I need some space I need to race away from this place,
away from any trace, any place where I have a face. My anger grows beyond belief, I
shudder to think what I could be, the rage inside just resides, until it’s time to
collide, with anyone whose by my side, I’ll blow, I’ll puff, I’ll shout and scream, will
you get away from me. It’s time for me to take a ride, to a place I can decide, I need to
breathe I need to leave, I need to find my life indeed.
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