The Poetry Project
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Just happy
I cant describe it
and for me thats hard
I cant clasp it
and for me thats scary
all I can say is happy
all I can do is smile
thats the feeling
its happy
when you look at me
when you hold me
when you laugh
when we dance
its happy
nothing else
Thursday, January 20, 2011
heavier
I sit staring at my screen
through the frosted window
I see snow fall
twisting my neck behind me
I see small flakes falling down
turning back to my work
I notice the flakes get bigger
then I look again and again
I watched the development of snow
a light dusting became heavy snowfall
in ten minutes time.
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