Saturday, 21 March 2015
Heartless ~ Cheron L'Estrange
I am heartless
I am cold
and unbelieving
I am guarded
I am untrusting
I am as brusque
as I am charming
unshockable
pessimistic
as cool as ice-water
I am heartless
I had one once
a stupid thing
it broke
and there
I left it
Now I am heartless
I am faithless
I am Godless
and alone
I am unafraid
for what is there to fear?
-what else can I lose?
© Cheron L’Estrange
***
GRADE 10
***
Friday, 20 March 2015
Two Poems ~ Cheron L'Estrange
Bitterness
A heart so drunk and bitter
The greatest hate is love deferred
Broken hope makes the mind sick
indifference the illness
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Death
Even all the rain and all the oceans
Could never quench
the dried up potential
of your still form
Eyes shut as final stage curtains
Such a waste
© Cheron L’Estrange
***
GRADE 10
***
A heart so drunk and bitter
The greatest hate is love deferred
Broken hope makes the mind sick
indifference the illness
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Death
Even all the rain and all the oceans
Could never quench
the dried up potential
of your still form
Eyes shut as final stage curtains
Such a waste
© Cheron L’Estrange
***
GRADE 10
***
Thursday, 19 March 2015
Selected Poems by Cheron L'Estrange
All the time
I miss you - all the time
You never knew
but for a long time
you were all I had
to smile about
I miss you - all the time
I never told you
but for a long time
the only comfort I accepted
came from you
I miss you - all the time
But.. missing you
doesn’t mean wanting you back
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You Were
Truth is,
you were God to me
and you condemned me to hell
that is why I became the devil
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Snow-angel
Cold hands, warm heart
For no ice-sculpture
Eyes forever green
but her soul is Winter
She has no heartbeat
but she’s got wings
Snow-angel
© Cheron L’Estrange
***
GRADE 10
***
I miss you - all the time
You never knew
but for a long time
you were all I had
to smile about
I miss you - all the time
I never told you
but for a long time
the only comfort I accepted
came from you
I miss you - all the time
But.. missing you
doesn’t mean wanting you back
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You Were
Truth is,
you were God to me
and you condemned me to hell
that is why I became the devil
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Snow-angel
Cold hands, warm heart
For no ice-sculpture
Eyes forever green
but her soul is Winter
She has no heartbeat
but she’s got wings
Snow-angel
© Cheron L’Estrange
***
GRADE 10
***
Saturday, 21 February 2015
Epiphany ~ Celine Hatting
I will not lie to you -
this poem is bare.
There is no deeper meaning,
no syllable counts,
and no perfectly planned stanzas.
There is no hidden message,
no underwire,
and no witty play on words.
I have not chosen my words
carefully.
Rather, I have sprayed them
bombastically across the page,
hoping they will somehow
find their way to each other.
And if these confused words happen
to qualify as poetry,
I would be so grateful -
because that would mean
that I have something
out of nothing
just as words have made something
out of me.
© Celine Hatting
***
Matriculated 2014
***
this poem is bare.
There is no deeper meaning,
no syllable counts,
and no perfectly planned stanzas.
There is no hidden message,
no underwire,
and no witty play on words.
I have not chosen my words
carefully.
Rather, I have sprayed them
bombastically across the page,
hoping they will somehow
find their way to each other.
And if these confused words happen
to qualify as poetry,
I would be so grateful -
because that would mean
that I have something
out of nothing
just as words have made something
out of me.
© Celine Hatting
***
Matriculated 2014
***
Life War and Other Poems ~ Celine Hatting
LIFE WAR
Text me first, damnit.
Bring me flowers.
hold doors open.
take my hand and
look at me like
I put the stars in the sky -
because you want to,
not because you have to.
Talk to me -
make poetry of it,
record it,
imprint it into the very
memory of your breakthroughs -
and know.
Know that I will be here
to read it over and over:
because I want to,
not because I have to.
Build a bubble with me,
and as time escapes us,
pull me in closer
and make our dome smaller
until it is but you and I,
and the world a
rainbow-reflection on the surface
of our sky.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HALF-WIT REGRET
Burn me
as I have burned you.
But do not use the candle I did,
oh no -
use the scornful words and gazes
of those breathing
to scorch me bare
'till I scream out and regret
not running
when our two stars
shining
first met
and collided
- shone briefly -
then faded.
For one must choose to
be part of 'society'
or 'love' freely
and I did not choose you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
APPRENTICE
Rectify me.
Inject your chemical perspective
into the spectrum of my platonic iris
to make blue frost
on the windows to my soul
clear and balanced and summery.
Make my life-taught cynicism
collapse; give way to the
ocean-liner oil-spilt rainbow
- choke it down -
turn it to idealism.
Turn my heavy black feathers
to white fluttering wings.
Take on a duty
that you were not born with
and have no obligation to take.
Cut me deep.
Diminish the creeping, diseased problems.
Sew me up.
Rectify me.
© Celine Hatting
***
Matriculated 2014
***
Text me first, damnit.
Bring me flowers.
hold doors open.
take my hand and
look at me like
I put the stars in the sky -
because you want to,
not because you have to.
Talk to me -
make poetry of it,
record it,
imprint it into the very
memory of your breakthroughs -
and know.
Know that I will be here
to read it over and over:
because I want to,
not because I have to.
Build a bubble with me,
and as time escapes us,
pull me in closer
and make our dome smaller
until it is but you and I,
and the world a
rainbow-reflection on the surface
of our sky.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HALF-WIT REGRET
Burn me
as I have burned you.
But do not use the candle I did,
oh no -
use the scornful words and gazes
of those breathing
to scorch me bare
'till I scream out and regret
not running
when our two stars
shining
first met
and collided
- shone briefly -
then faded.
For one must choose to
be part of 'society'
or 'love' freely
and I did not choose you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
APPRENTICE
Rectify me.
Inject your chemical perspective
into the spectrum of my platonic iris
to make blue frost
on the windows to my soul
clear and balanced and summery.
Make my life-taught cynicism
collapse; give way to the
ocean-liner oil-spilt rainbow
- choke it down -
turn it to idealism.
Turn my heavy black feathers
to white fluttering wings.
Take on a duty
that you were not born with
and have no obligation to take.
Cut me deep.
Diminish the creeping, diseased problems.
Sew me up.
Rectify me.
© Celine Hatting
***
Matriculated 2014
***
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)