The poems i entered for that contest, ahah:
1. Staircases lead to nowhereville
and we keep climbing and climbing still
trying to sit on your windowsill
and drinking on an empty stomach till we get our fill
we reach a plateau where the sun shines
it's never been here but we've been a thousand times
and as usual you feed me your dirty lines
but i fall for them like some kind of crime.
we steal our way through house & home
it's better to live hurt than to live alone
none of our lives are set in stone
we just throw them away like something we never own.
these are the days you wish you could hold
when the temperature's down but you don't feel cold
when you're smoking the most expensive stuff sold
trying to fit it all in before you get too old.
there are a few things i've barely learned
a few times the earth has hardly turned
but most of all, there's no such thing as a world
where a penny saved is a penny earned.
2. an apologetic dandelion
sits melancholy
take-me-or-leave-me
in a soda bottle on my dresser.
“well, what will you?”
I ask her
because her yellow mane
limps silently.
“what would you?”
Stretched in the sun,
thinking of my flower.
silently she answers
turning her face
towards the warmth of her
big
fluffly
orange
star
and basking (somewhat
feverishly)
in the bath of light
and warmth
soaking right down
to the end of her
lucky how-do-you-feel green stem.
and while each of my
apologetic,
strong,
beautiful dandelion’s petals
fall pathetically
under the heat of the sun,
I picture how it would feel
to maybe
grow.
3. Can you picture
scraping the sunrise
skim of cream
with a silver spoon
toying with reality
and bending the
colors of the sky.
The sun creeps up
pushing curtains back
in that
“get-away-with-cliches”
sort of fashion
edging through a royal blue
littered with diamond stars.
The bizarre phenomenon
of the earth tipping
to wave hello to the sun.
A blanket of clouds
tucks into the sleepy cities below
knives of dark shadows
jutting out into the
easy summertime pink.
A white edge laughs playfully
separating the war
day vs. Night
saying:
“Take it easy,
You can love everybody.”
and we keep climbing and climbing still
trying to sit on your windowsill
and drinking on an empty stomach till we get our fill
we reach a plateau where the sun shines
it's never been here but we've been a thousand times
and as usual you feed me your dirty lines
but i fall for them like some kind of crime.
we steal our way through house & home
it's better to live hurt than to live alone
none of our lives are set in stone
we just throw them away like something we never own.
these are the days you wish you could hold
when the temperature's down but you don't feel cold
when you're smoking the most expensive stuff sold
trying to fit it all in before you get too old.
there are a few things i've barely learned
a few times the earth has hardly turned
but most of all, there's no such thing as a world
where a penny saved is a penny earned.
2. an apologetic dandelion
sits melancholy
take-me-or-leave-me
in a soda bottle on my dresser.
“well, what will you?”
I ask her
because her yellow mane
limps silently.
“what would you?”
Stretched in the sun,
thinking of my flower.
silently she answers
turning her face
towards the warmth of her
big
fluffly
orange
star
and basking (somewhat
feverishly)
in the bath of light
and warmth
soaking right down
to the end of her
lucky how-do-you-feel green stem.
and while each of my
apologetic,
strong,
beautiful dandelion’s petals
fall pathetically
under the heat of the sun,
I picture how it would feel
to maybe
grow.
3. Can you picture
scraping the sunrise
skim of cream
with a silver spoon
toying with reality
and bending the
colors of the sky.
The sun creeps up
pushing curtains back
in that
“get-away-with-cliches”
sort of fashion
edging through a royal blue
littered with diamond stars.
The bizarre phenomenon
of the earth tipping
to wave hello to the sun.
A blanket of clouds
tucks into the sleepy cities below
knives of dark shadows
jutting out into the
easy summertime pink.
A white edge laughs playfully
separating the war
day vs. Night
saying:
“Take it easy,
You can love everybody.”