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Annalee Pierce Poem
You told me back when I was young,
That before we both grew
Old,
One day we'd live inside a mansion
Full of all the richest
Gold.
You said you'd give me diamonds, and write my
Name up in the sky
You said you knew it looked bad now,
But one day we could fly
At first, you were so gentle
And at first, I
Believed.
I thought you were my noble king, and I trusted
Your honesty
But you fell into an amber bottle, you got
Addicted to the drink
You bruised my all-too-innocent heart
And it started to sink
You took my wildest fairytales and
Spun them into dreams
No matter how unreal they were, no matter how
Out of reach.
You said we'd have a palace full of fancy, shiny things
Then you drenched it in your alcohol
Now it's not worth a thing
You said I'd be a princess, but I look
More like a toad.
I thought I'd own a horse-drawn
Carriage,
But I'm riding on a goat
I envisioned a golden crown, a sapphire-studded throne
You promised me glass castles,
But now you're casting
Stones
When you started hitting, you beat
Down my sense of pride
I wrapped my heart up in barbed wire
To protect its blackened
Eye
You shattered all my high hopes and trapped me inside
These walls
Now I live confined in shackles, a prisoner
Of a drunken war.
These words are my rebellion
I hope this pen can
Beat the sword
You murdered all my angels, and you
Sent them straight to Hell
You conquered me with demons when I thought you
Meant well
You sought only to own me, to isolate me here
With you
You're so afraid of burning, you'd drag me
Right down, too
I let you blind me with your lies,
Let you gag me with
Your ties
You ventured all the wrong places with your
Red and hazy eyes
It's bad enough that you demanded,
Even worse, you'd pass
The buck
But most tragic is the fact that I merely gave
It up
The mirrors are cracked and broken
From your constant booze-fueled
Brawl
The images are useless, and I can't see who you are at all
What happened to the sweet and loving
Person I once knew?
But thinking that, I have to laugh, because
That was never you
I softly egg you to confess, but
You tell me I'm to blame
For all of your misfortunes, and you bury me in shame
I'd be better off an orphan
This place could never be my home
You promised me glass castles
But now you're casting
Stones
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Annalee Pierce Poem
I must confess
My fascination, my infatuation
For you
This feeling crashes over me
And won’t let me fall
Asleep
So calm me with a lullaby, a
Phantom’s lonely song
Caress me with an angel’s music
To get me through the night
Hold me in your arms again
The way you always do
Let me be so lucky as to know
You feel the same
Your simplicity, it awes me and
Leaves me in a daze
That hits me like a chandelier
And soft within a dream
And I never would have guessed
Above all, it would be you
To sweep me off my feet this way
Take me by the hand and dance with me
Out in the rain
I only want all of you, I hope it’s mine
To claim
You are the teddy from my childhood
But least of all my toy
Someday I want to love you, I’m lucky
Just to know you
One day we’ll sing our Phantom’s lullaby
For now just hold me tight
Grace me with your love, your chivalry,
Your time
We are just a whisper in the dark, a lullaby
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Softer than the touch of silk
More calming than the sea
Better than a glass of milk
And a batch of fresh, warm cookies
Sweeter than the sound of rain
On a tin roof in the country
Erasing briefly all my pain
The teddy bear that hugs me
More exuberant than a burning fire
Tamed and then gone wild
Easy kindness brings desire
If only for a little while
And I don’t want to bring and end
To comfort given by a friend
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Annalee Pierce Poem
I've been waiting for someone to shed some light,
To take my hand and lead me back
Into the arms of the earth.
I've been ankle-deep in frost-kissed puddles,
Wishing for the welcome mat to sweep me
In out of the rain, and into their flame.
Are you the flame
That I've been looking for? You make my head light
In a way that isn't amatory, but in a way that makes me
Wonder if calling it love would make you send me back
From whence I came, and lick me into puddles
Till I seep straight into the earth.
You beckon me to your earth
Like a lantern's flickering flame,
But you're not burning out. You illuminate the puddles
That used to be my oceans, battle my dark with your light.
You gain ground until I am naked and taken aback,
Because the exposure does not strip me
Raw-- in fact, it envelopes me.
We've got our feet planted firmly in the earth,
Neither scaring easily nor asking for our words back.
And I beg how long it's to last, this flame;
Upon that subject, I squint away from the light
Expecting you to tread through me like puddles,
The way a child stomps on rainy street puddles,
Finally turning on your heel to flee me.
Through the trees overhead pokes a sweater sewn of light
That soothes the permafrost into a softer earth
When the sun's flame
Strokes its back.
Should I hold this back
On the tip of my tongue, till the words form puddles
In my mouth? Or would it be better that the flame
Consume me?
I could live out my years masked by earth
Or brave the touch of light.
I heave my hopes back with me,
A dam oozing puddles, white-knuckling the earth.
If I let go, will the flame leave me a shadow, or a light?
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Rest in peace, you loyal elf
You surely will be missed
You were shining in our darkest hour, a candle
Lit despite the storm
We buried you beneath the sand
Where you reside so
Tranquilly
Because in your last moments, you were free
Free at last
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You locked yourself inside a hole
And you threw away the
Key
You got so lost in the bottle that you
Forgot just how to breathe
You're waiting for some saving grace
So you can fight off all your
Demons
But someday you'll have to save yourself
Before you drink yourself to
Death
You're the jailbird from next door
Who can't remember how
To fly
You're haunted by the monsters that destroyed
You as a child
Now your world is black with shadows
It's darker than a moonless sky
You howl at the stars and pray for the steady
Warmth of daylight
What you couldn't see was there were
Angels all around you
Waiting in the background till they could
See you with sober
Eyes
They would have taken you with open
Arms
They would have bandaged all your wounds
But to risk your unaffected pride?
That's unthinkable
To you
The truth is, you've become a vulture
You eat the heart out of
The good
You spit joy out like it's sour juice
And exchange happiness
For booze
And once again, you're on the edge
Ready to jump right off the
Cliff
Oh, jailbird, what will happen when there's no one
Left to break your fall?
And whatever happened to the boy I used
To know?
The one I believed was worth saving, whom
I thought could be saved?
You strayed from your cage for quite awhile
It looked like you had a chance
It turns out, you could barely stay afloat, so you just
Chose to drown
While you were knee-deep in quick sand, you
Could have gotten out by
Now
So you're packing up your bags, and
It's no doubt you'll have
To go
Even the luckiest black cats have had
To fight for their nine lives
You're down to the nubs of your nail-bitten soul
And the stakes are higher than ever
The next time you get up on top
Of that ledge
I hope it's because you've found the wings
So you can fly
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You are such an ice queen
I don’t know how you survived fifteen years locked
In this cold without getting frostbite
Romeo awaits me underneath
My balcony
You caught us “sub rosa”, but swore to keep
No secrets
You’d be much happier at our demise, would gladly
Bid farewell, but you don’t understand
Love, and how fiery it feels
You can’t see Cupid bit me, though
An arrow struck my butt
Would you know love if it hit you, or would you just
Let it pass you by?
Your panties are in bunches because I can
Grab the reins
I can suddenly control myself;
I think you wet your pants
Is it so hard to believe I’m sound in heart and in mind?
I know just what I’m feeling, so don’t bother
Explaining
To say I’m foggy with delusions is only downright rude
I thought I knew myself much better than to
Go blindly through the dark
My twin, you underestimate just what I’m worth
One day you’ll see you’re wrong
You yanked away my teddy bear, and now you hate Romeo, too
But you can’t decide how I live my life
And who I am to love
Don’t you know I grew a garden
Away from ice-incased land?
Are you upset because I dared to grow something
As delicate and fragile as a reluctant,
Red rose?
Am I so desperate for wanting to feel in a world so numb, where
Reality is fantasy?
Emotion seldom scares me, because it’s the heart of life
But such a core scares you
To you, it’s best not
To have one
So rejoice, O ye ice queen
For I built my own castle
Of sea glass and roses, where ice lingers no longer
No amount of sleet or snow could make
Me change my mind
I packed my bags for paradise, my sun-thawed
Heart in tow
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We’re a rowdy bunch of misfits
No place to call home
But we salute our captain
Who adopted us all
Here in Never, never Land
We strive not to age
The whole world is our playground
All things are our toys
We are the Lost Boys of this high school
Running through the halls
Led by our fearless leader
The loyal Peter Pan
And we give him our everything
Because he does the same
With this lot he can sympathize
He was once lost, too
Never too young to start a fight
We scared the pirates away
Even the codfish, Captain Hook
Keeps far from our Hollow
Everyone knows we won’t face defeat
The battle is relentless
It turns out so are we
Peter taught us what we did
Came from what we dreamed
Inspiration flows through a pixie, our ever- feisty muse
Who in the face of fire teaches us
To fly
When rough waters come closing in
We rise and soar above
The wreckage on the ground
We fly faster than the eagles
Who think they’re so cool
We’re just a bunch of misfits, but we’re light years from our graves
We’re dorks ’cause we’re in Dorkestra
But they’ll leave knowing our
Names
We’re a rowdy bunch of misfits
We play loud and proud
High school sucks--
We never had to
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My paper heart
Flies like a bird
And flutters like a butterfly
When I feel my breath taken away.
It is weightless,
Gliding on air
Along miniature music staves,
Hop-hop-hopping to the notes
In quarters, eighths, and halves.
And it beats on,
My paper heart singing its song,
Waiting for love to set it free
And make a paper symphony;
To trace and re-trace
The plans that it made,
A bittersweet step
Down memory lane,
And all of the things
I don't think it could take.
My paper heart lies restless--
Awake.
It falls asleep
In the cottonwood tree
On a paper branch, by a paper leaf,
Its tripping and skipping
Short and sweet.
My paper heart begins to dream.
My paper heart
Knows what it is to love,
To give everything
Beyond and above,
From the stars to the Sun
From the moon to the sky.
My paper heart
Couldn't give up its mind.
It wrapped itself
In a nice little box,
Wrote a note, and took a shot
At happiness and wild joy.
It was never meant
To be someone's toy.
My paper heart was hit with rocks--
They tore up the note
And sent back the box.
So came an end
To this short history.
It gave, and gave
But never received.
My paper heart
Had gotten them wrong,
Breaking, and hating
And aching along.
My paper heart
Changed its tune,
Lonely, sad, and filled with gloom.
It fell apart
And cried a lagoon.
An innocent love
Had met its doom.
The sum of which
Just made life harder.
My paper heart-
It flinched away,
It couldn't take another day-
Realized with a bitter start:
They had written
In permanent marker.
My paper heart,
Wounded and scarred,
Broke down amidst
Every battle scar,
Gave way to a storm
Not likely to end.
My paper heart
Ripped itself to shreds.
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Last night, I dreamt of you
Like a rhapsody in blue
Not even Gershwin could compose
The way your presence lingered
Over me
Long after I awoke
My dream was brief and faded, quite
Like an oldies movie would be
But you and I were tinted blue; just
Like the rhapsody
We were in your office, with no clue
How we wound up there
I see the zebra-patterned rug, your
CD rack against the wall
I am sitting on your cozy couch when
You draw suddenly near
I know you well enough to sense the
Music in the background
Though it isn't there for me to hear
And no one's there to see
It when you grace me with your company
Lean in, and plant one on me
Your kiss is something beautiful that
I've felt not once before
Your lips were strong and masculine
And you held me like a man
And when we broke apart, I couldn't
Help but ask, "But why?"
Then you replied: there was no other
Way to bring your love to life
Then I woke up all alone in the
Dark, with nothing but my
Empty sheets to console my lonely heart
When you refused to leave my mind,
I began to write, because not much can bring
Me clarity, and poetry is
Sublime
I'm sorry if I bring you shame by claiming this little
Piece of you as mine
I hold it dearly in a mason jar, let it sparkle like
A firefly
I light it up like a candle and expose
Its brilliant flame
Burning blue, the fire warms the room
And I don't miss you quite as
Much
With the taste of your dream-self still
Dancing on my lips
I realize I am safe and sound, not quite
Haunted by the thought of you
Your fake love keeps me almost satisfied
Colors me blue until the morning
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