Heavy Yearnings

Occurances often seize them.

Am I to be left in the snow?

All over again-

is my smile not radiating, illuminating my glow?

 

Curiosity spikes,

feelings of wonder arising from deep within my heart-

a place barren, dry of all likes.

where's the snow to dampen, to start?

 

Light as a feather,

I have no burdens upon me,

still i long for them, hither:

yearning to feel more than a deadweight, like other she.

 

So I yearn for the weight to come

with my mind body and soul-

when will my time be to succumb

to something more than this empty hole?

 

Oh, longings for thee-

please Be...

 

 

Reviews

[Stormy Weather]

I love your writing style! It's unique and you really make it your own. This is a good poem :)

[Champagne]

Nice rhythm. I like your economy of words - it makes what you say stand out more.