The Queen
03-18-2009, 01:30 PM
this was a sestina i had to write for one of my classes a few yrs back... this poem actually ended up getting published in an staten island poets anthology last year.... so yay here it goes
Crash into my Words
The waves crash, disturbing the once silent sea.
The sunset radiates the true beauty of the sky.
Birds soar, searching for a place to call home,
and I, surrender my tears to the stars.
Life is a stressful climb up a mountain.
I sing to release the hidden words
that I could not say before, the words
that soar with the birds above the sea
of emotions. I continue my climb up the mountain.
Maybe, maybe this time I will reach the sky,
and I can live amongst the stars.
Like the birds, I want to find my home.
A place where I can grow, somewhere I can call home,
but instead the waves crash and I stutter my words.
I choke on tears and all I hear is laughter from the stars.
I try to drown the sentences in the sea,
but they are saved by the overwhelming sky.
The waves told me to continue my climb up the mountain.
My past haunts me and follows me up the mountain.
A single tear rolls down my cheek; I realize my home
after all, may not be up there in the sky.
Over and over and over I yell, what I believe, is the right words
but they echo their way down and drown in the sea.
I look to the sky for help and wish on a shooting star,
but dreams don’t come true because of a star
and dreams aren’t found on the top of a mountain.
Dreams can’t swim either; their enemy is the sea.
I close my eyes and picture my home
but I am interrupted when I cough out my words,
the words, that got tossed into the sky,
but they do not belong to the sky,
and they fall and are replaced by the stars.
I try to defend them. My words
are all I have on this lonely mountain.
Crash into my Words
The waves crash, disturbing the once silent sea.
The sunset radiates the true beauty of the sky.
Birds soar, searching for a place to call home,
and I, surrender my tears to the stars.
Life is a stressful climb up a mountain.
I sing to release the hidden words
that I could not say before, the words
that soar with the birds above the sea
of emotions. I continue my climb up the mountain.
Maybe, maybe this time I will reach the sky,
and I can live amongst the stars.
Like the birds, I want to find my home.
A place where I can grow, somewhere I can call home,
but instead the waves crash and I stutter my words.
I choke on tears and all I hear is laughter from the stars.
I try to drown the sentences in the sea,
but they are saved by the overwhelming sky.
The waves told me to continue my climb up the mountain.
My past haunts me and follows me up the mountain.
A single tear rolls down my cheek; I realize my home
after all, may not be up there in the sky.
Over and over and over I yell, what I believe, is the right words
but they echo their way down and drown in the sea.
I look to the sky for help and wish on a shooting star,
but dreams don’t come true because of a star
and dreams aren’t found on the top of a mountain.
Dreams can’t swim either; their enemy is the sea.
I close my eyes and picture my home
but I am interrupted when I cough out my words,
the words, that got tossed into the sky,
but they do not belong to the sky,
and they fall and are replaced by the stars.
I try to defend them. My words
are all I have on this lonely mountain.