RememberFminus2
04/19/07, 05:44 PM
I've posted a couple of my poems here. I wrote this one just 5 minutes ago and felt that I should post it just to vent. I am a student at virginia tech and of course have been left profoundly effected by what happened at my school. This poem came from the events, but its much more personal in nature and alot more about myself and my relationships then the actual event. I wrote this poem about how I didn't feel close to God. Also when since it happened I havent been able to reach the girl I love, she has been also effected by it and its going to the people she cares about and I felt so far from her because she didnt need me like i needed her. So she and god are interchangable in the way i feel close to neither. thanks for listening
In Heaven and In Horizons (Oh My, God Where Are You Now?)
Someone disarm the puzzled children and kiss me on that place above my eyes. Trace the plot line for me, I’ve been lost for oceans lengths. Lost in the open air of today where its much like a strange christmas in april, blue and red lights pinned to the sky. It’s much like standing in the tall and lonely grass with my sisters cross and my mothers moon and crescent, losing the smell of the woman I love when the wind blows soft and slowly. It’s much like fireworks in July, but no one is laughing, there is only a light smoke and Virginia is wearing its sadness like neckless. And all the kids flee to hide under the weight of the people they love, but who am I in heaven and in horizons? If I am defined by lovers than I am no one now.
I kick some dirt while watching the faith in mass and in solitude. Its hard to believe or even ask, oh my god, where are you now? It’s just in the aftermath and glow of loneliness I only want to be near you as my hands stretch to the end of afternoon. I know you can’t save me, so whenever I find you again I will look away from your green eyes and think "I should stop looking for marks on your palms."
In Heaven and In Horizons (Oh My, God Where Are You Now?)
Someone disarm the puzzled children and kiss me on that place above my eyes. Trace the plot line for me, I’ve been lost for oceans lengths. Lost in the open air of today where its much like a strange christmas in april, blue and red lights pinned to the sky. It’s much like standing in the tall and lonely grass with my sisters cross and my mothers moon and crescent, losing the smell of the woman I love when the wind blows soft and slowly. It’s much like fireworks in July, but no one is laughing, there is only a light smoke and Virginia is wearing its sadness like neckless. And all the kids flee to hide under the weight of the people they love, but who am I in heaven and in horizons? If I am defined by lovers than I am no one now.
I kick some dirt while watching the faith in mass and in solitude. Its hard to believe or even ask, oh my god, where are you now? It’s just in the aftermath and glow of loneliness I only want to be near you as my hands stretch to the end of afternoon. I know you can’t save me, so whenever I find you again I will look away from your green eyes and think "I should stop looking for marks on your palms."