June 22nd – My Plan

So I got to thinking today about plans, and how I don’t tend to make them. Yet, when I do, I really hate to have them messed up–like, seriously hate. Yeah, maybe it’s a pet peeve, but I can’t be the only one out there. ūüėÄ So that thought led to another, which led to another, and another and– You outta know that my mind is all over the place by now! Here’s what I ended up with.

My Plan

I had a plan
But you decided
Now wasn’t the time
Wasn’t the place
You said it should wait
I should change the hour
Switch the day
You suggested maybe
I should forget about it

I had a plan
That you didn’t like
That scared you
That kept you up at night
So you didn’t think it was right
And you felt the need
To squash it
And you thought I’d just
Let it go

I had a plan
That didn’t involve you
And still doesn’t involve you
Because I knew how you’d react
And I don’t care
Since this is my choice
My adventure to have
And perhaps you’re right but
It’s my mistake to make

June 19th – My Life

Before I get to today’s poem, I need to make a very special announcement.¬†This week in Jingle’s poetry rally, I was nominated by Jingle for the Perfect Poet Award and now I am very honored to say that I was awarded it. As per the acceptance rules, here is the award (below) and my nomination for next week is none other than the amazing Jingle. Here is a poem from Jingle¬†–>¬†http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/06/16/thursday-poets-rally-week-23-poem-post-perfect-poet-award-acceptance/

http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/06/18/the-perfect-poet-award-4-thursday-poets-rally-week-23/

Now, for today’s poem, I was reading all these poems about people’s lives and it was really depressing! So I set out to write a poem based on my feelings about my life that were POSITIVE! And here it is:

My Life

The sun is shining
The birds are singing
A gentle breeze is blowing
And as I look out the window
I smile when I realize
It’s one of those mornings
I can’t believe this is my life

There are cookies downstairs
A whole plate full
In the shape of a daisy
With raspberry jelly in the middle
I ate three for breakfast
With my mom’s permission
I can’t believe this is my life

I’m going hiking today
Up just one of the mountains
That cover my area
And it’s hotter than an oven
But the view will be worth it
Besides, my friends will be with me
I can’t believe this is my life

It’s one of those days
Where the darkest teenager
Couldn’t find a thing to complain about
There’s sparkles dancing on the water
And not a cloud in the sky
And not a frown to be seen for miles
Yeah, this is my life

June 18th – Today

Today is my birthday!!! I’m sosososososo excited I can’t tell you. ūüėÄ But it also got me thinking–when I decided to write today’s poem early so I wouldn’t forget!–about expectations and how some people deal with them. This poem is my own personal response to the questions that started jumping up in my mind.

Today

No more waiting
Today is THE day
The day you’ve been counting down
For months
For years
And you stayed up until midnight
Just to say
Today is TODAY

But now
What do you do
Now that the wait
Is over?
Do you start the next countdown
To the next milestone
Or do you revel in today
And leave yourself hanging tomorrow?

My friends, I chose to
Love today
For it will not come again
And the feeling it brings
Is unique in your
Mind, soul and heart
And no matter what the other countdown is for
It will never be for TODAY

I’ll deal with tomorrow tomorrow
For I have no doubt
It will bring its own surprises
And I’ll great it with a smile
But today is today
And this is my moment
And I will live it
Today

June 16th – My Eyes

I was in a meeting of my Creative Writing Club today, and an idea was sparked as we were talking about the personification¬†of eyes and what they could say.¬†Something started rolling around in my head that turned into today’s poem. What DO eyes say about a person? Do they show the facade people try to place there? Or are they truly windows to the soul that show everything? I haven’t a clue–that’s why it’s a good poem!

My Eyes

What do you see in my eyes?
Strength I hope
And courage
Pride certainly
And life
Maybe you see
Wisdom too
And a slight hint
Of innocence
Mixed with cunning

I hope you don’t
See fear
Or loneliness
Or uncertainty
My insecurities
Should be hiding
Behind everything else
And masking
My worries
And dislikes

Eyes are supposed to be
Windows to the soul
But I hope they are not
For I am far too scared
To bear my soul
Even fully to myself
I know what I feel
Deep inside
And I’m ashamed
To share it with others

So answer truly
Do you see the facade?
Do I always seem happy?
I should appear
Ruffled by nothing
At all times, you see
Not worried or scared
Or about to cry
Never–
What do you see in my eyes?

June 15th – My Corner

Today’s poem started out when my mom told my, for the millionth time, to “Get out of my corner.” ‘My corner,’ by the way, is my room, where she says I spend far too much time without even a window up. Well, maybe that’s true…¬†I promise I’m going outside after I post this, I promise! ūüėÄ

My Corner

I like my corner
This is my domain
Where I am the master
And what you say
Does not go

You would have me leave my corner
For you say all this time here
IS not good for me
And that I should
See more than its walls

You tell about my corner
Threaten to throw away
All that keeps me here
And say that I am
Only hurting myself

But you should love my corner
For someday I
Will leave it forever
And you’ll only be able to
Wish I was sitting there

June 12th – Friends

Today’s poem is all about friends. Everybody has them because what would we have withOUT them? Today, I received an early¬†birthday card from my friend Entru¬†(whose blog¬†was just added to my blogroll) and it got me thinking about how awesome friends are. Even as I type, I’ve got three of my awesome friends on Skype and I haven’t stopped smiling since we started talking! So here’s to them and every other friend in the world!

Friends

I’d like to dedicate this poem
To those people in my life
Who make me smile every day
Even when I start off
With a frown
They are
Crazy
Goofy
Weird
Funny
And completely random
But they can also be
Comforting
Caring
Protective
Strong
And serious when they need to be
Because they will always be
Whatever I need them to be
Whenever I need them to be
And I would
Always
Do the same
For we all need
In our lives
Those shooting stars of people
We otherwise call
Friends

June 3rd – Mine

Today may not be a sunny day outside, but it is inside because it’s my brother’s birthday! Even so, it would appear that my poetry today was doomed to be darker. Somewhere along the way today I was thinking about my work and how I feel sharing it with others, which is why today’s poem ended up being about possession.

Mine

It is mine

I made it

Kept it safe

Gave it food

Let it breathe

It is mine

It will hide

Block out everyone

See no light

Allow none near

It is mine

I created it

Made it shine

Let it sing

Taught it dance

It is mine

It would travel

See the world

Become most famous

But never will

It’s not afraid

But I am

So it won’t

It will stay

Love its cage

It is mine