Poetry 2013, Odessa McNiel [best books to read now .TXT] 📗

Untitled Poem 1: 10/25/13

They lean.

The shake.

They sway in the wind.

They try to shade a great mass from the sun.

They say a thousand whispers to the wind.

They show a mother's love:

Hard.

Strong.

Brave.

Lasting.

Their hearts struggle in winter

And suffer in summer's wrath.

Untitled Poem 2: 10/30/13

I want to scream.

It's still inside.

This pain, 

It causes these tears.

They boil and flood

And pour over more.

They sting the pores

And stab emotions

So gentle to my heart.

A punch would be more

Than sacrificing dignity.

I could punch a mountain

And break that rocky bridge.

I could punch a tree

And harvest an orchard.

I could punch a face

And smear the blood.

I'd watch it roll down

Down

Down

Down 

Their cheeks.

I'd watch it roll off their chins.

I'd watch as their emotions boil over.

I'd light the match

And never look back.

Untitled Poem 3: 10/31/13

I wish they'd stop-

These whispers in my head.

They make my head spin

And ache

And hurtle through my mouth.

It says things it shouldn't.

Shows things I couldn't.

Now they know what I know.

There's nothing else to know

With nothing else to show.

Things: 11/1/13

I wonder if there's something wrong

When I hear the gong

Of sleep every night.

I try my sight

In dark, black night.

And I just might see them if I look.

They hide in every nook

And cranny.

They make me antsy

While I wonder what they plan.

I want to know.

I want to know.

I WANT TO KNOW!

They drive me crazy.

But then I think that maybe

They're just in my head.

They touch my nerves, and,

Mark my words,

They'll come for you, too.

Light: 11/1/13

I see that light.

I see it at the end-

The end of the tunnel.

The end of the night.

At the end of life.

I shuffle my feet and

Bow my head to 

That mighty light.

It burns so bright,

And with all its might,

It shakes me.

It cosumes me.

It makes me crazy.

To think this light was simple!

I had not a dimple of hope

As to its simplicity.

But now I see the colors.

Its multiple spectrums.

The endless mixes on the wall.

It make me dizzy.

I feel myself sway.

And then I fall...

Untitled Poem 4: 12/17/13

They say those words.

They scream those shouts.

They dance and banter all about.

I wonder what it means.

Oh! How their screams 

Mimick my feelings!

I want to scream and dance all around.

I want to roll and roll and roll on the ground.

What to do?

Oh! What to say?

Do I get to go their way?

To dance around and shout all day?

Oh! How I wish I may!

But will they?

Will they let me in?

Will they let me shout?

Will they even let me dance about?

Ease

A life of ease

and a sea breeze

is how I live tonight.

For the first time

in a long time, 

I will lean back tonight.

For a life of ease

and a sea breeze

is how I'll live my life.

Directions

I look to the left.

I look to the right.

I look up and down

and all around.

But still I am lost.

Breathe

A blinding light.

A shiny night.

A breath that struggles with all its might.

A pair of lungs so tight.

All they do is fight, fight, fight-

For a breath that struggles with all its might.

Imprint

Publication Date: 08-23-2013

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
I would like to dedicate this book to everyone and everything that inspired these poems.