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Samantha Haynes Poem
Sleep;
He sleeps,
Peacefully
Dreamless and still
Rising chest, deep breaths
Stroking his curly hair
He does not stir but yawns, sighs
Mouth open, tongue loose, he dribbles
I smile to myself, how angelic
I lean down and touch his warm lips with mine
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2009
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Samantha Haynes Poem
I longed for you
you're coming
finally
I wait as you wash over
my being
totally
submersing in your presence
taking me away from them
those people
around
spectating
I longed for you
for years
tearing at my own soul
I would cry inside myself
My mind was a mass of vines
Now you're coming
You wash over me
I'm going somewhere
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2010
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Samantha Haynes Poem
Arched back, my toes curl
River down my spine, eyes closed,
Soft lips, head back. Breathe.
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2007
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Samantha Haynes Poem
I am space. And I am time. I can see wind and I can be kind.
I can breathe you, yet you can't breathe me.
I am the oceans, but you're not the seas.
I am the rain. You are my pain.
I am the Sun. You were my fun.
I was the storm. I am outrage. So angry. So deep. Lock me in a cage.
I am the zoo. Being observed from all views.
My life was a shambles and it was your cue. A cue to enter. A cue to arrive
A cue to witness and to revive.
I am religion and I am here. Not one place. Not neither place but here and there.
Am I the air? Am I the voice?
I wanted you forever but you had your own choice.
To leave, to depart, to exit or restart
You left, you thief and you still have my heart...
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2006
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Samantha Haynes Poem
No one here.
I am alone.
Totally,
Completely
And entirely
By myself.
Can you hear my loneliness?
The silence is disturbing…
It creates sound blasts in my eardrum
No spoken word
Laughter is distant
Thoughts of questioning
Why this is so?
Can I cry a little?
Is that ok?
But then I see a shadow
In the corner of my left eye.
I turn and recognise the face
Through the glints of light
Shone onto their abstract expression.
They lift their arm slowly,
Obscured in the dark shadow, a
Bony finger extends.
They beckon me over
To sit with them.
To cradle them and relate with them.
So they can stroke my hair and tell
Me I’m all theirs.
I know them to be quite the jealous type
As I have sat with them before.
Their name tingles on my lips
In my mind I know
I should avoid them but I
Have been spotted.
I was visible to them.
They saw my need.
Because I was alone.
They saw.
I was open.
Like a deer by a brook.
I don’t want self-pity
To come over me.
But I would like company.
I would prefer a friend.
So I get up and leave
And walk away from the face I recognised,
Despite my loneliness.
I walk away, look back and see Depressions face.
He is angry. He wants me to sit and wallow.
But I got away.
I walk.
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2006
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Samantha Haynes Poem
Encompass
Colours
Like
Intense
Protons
Source
Energy
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2013
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Samantha Haynes Poem
Like a hamster wheel,
the cycle never stops for
you to keep up. Breathe...
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2013
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Samantha Haynes Poem
A dancer; "Doctor"
I was an Olympian;
great ceremony!
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2012
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Samantha Haynes Poem
Venting, hurting, pain
Angry retaliation
Masking the torment
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2013
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Samantha Haynes Poem
How hard must I train?
Practice, rehearse, go over
Repetition wins!
Copyright © Samantha Haynes | Year Posted 2013
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