Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Smile, My Catastrophe

There, a sparkle of a smile.
Reaches the corner of your eyes.
Here, a glint of ultimate happiness.
My heart sighs with contentment.

There, in the depths of your deepest thoughts.
I see how you can't help but be distracted.
Here, in my every thought.
You've made your way to stay.

There, low lights etch every inch of your features.
Just as you lean in to hear my every word.
Here, sitting too far away.
I can't help but smile.

There, you made me melt with that very look.
You know how to get to me.
Here, is where I'd love to stay.
You don't have to go.

There is nowhere for us to go.
We're happily trapped in time.
Here, is where I want to stay.
Right here in your arms.


Copyright 2010 Lauren Hall ©

Friday, September 10, 2010

Secrets of a sleepy town


Interrupted peaceful sleep.
Buzzer beat in my ear.
Bolted upright with surprise.
Head throbbing hurtfully.

Tangled in a web of sheets.
Constraining my every movement.
Finding the floor wrongfully.
Face met with harsh cold floor.

Scrambling through cascades of debris.
Grogginess not my friend.
Half wakened eyes straining.
Didn’t see the shut door.

Mirror reflecting a horror.
There was a scream.
I don’t believe me.
Cracked glass biting my toothbrush.

Tripping downward stairs.
No time for fast break.
Out the door in a flash.
Flash of red falling down more stairs.

Not a soul in wistful sight.
Clouds cover dreariness.
Creaky old town asleep.
Breathe in the damp air.

Jumping through fallen leaves.
Jump, hop, crash.
Into a hidden hole.
Sharing secrets with my foot.

Recovered from discovery.
My foot aches with many secrets.
Limping me away to there.
There, where butterflies encased.

A letter here in there.
Strewn together in a peculiar way.
To make a most obnoxious rhyme.
For no rhyme or reason why.

Sleepy, dreary, forsaken town.
My home for more a lifetime now.
Happy to find my walk unscathed.
No more secrets to encounter today.


Copyright 2010 Lauren Hall ©

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Nay Mair


Piercing sounds reflect poorly.
Radiating the now lost souls.
Hear the howling night folk.
They cry for what they do not know.

Recompense for past dues.
Signature of the forgotten.
Line upon lines hidden.
Too far in the distant past.

Taking back what is not theirs.
Only loveliness is left untouched.
Left for others to admire.
Strength beyond words unspoken.

Hear now the night fowl whisper.
Unwanted personages crawl in dark.
Their ward tossed to the wolves.
Scavenging for new livelihoods.

Hear, hear you begotten ones.
Told in the distant present.
We will shine upon the wicked.
Naught shall change our course.

Singings sung in lies.
Woven is their tempests snare.
Heeding what is unspoken.
Unlikely to break the spell.

Truth being our only ally.
We wait for this freedom yet.
Covered in unholy mire.
Waiting to be cleaned once mair.

Treading on weakened ground.
Unsteady our heads become.
Lightened this way soon will be.
When he takes back his rightful ward.

In silence we now wait.
The harshness of bitter words brittle.
Beating our ever beaten backs.
They will strike us nay mair.




Copyright 2010 Lauren Hall ©

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Missing Link


A departure from this dimension.
A lifeline lost in translation.
A mistake, I am sure.
An immeasurable amount of love is missing.
Meanings seem to have blurred.
Miscommunications a daily occurrence.
No more connection to the past.
Have I been misguided in what should be?
Misinterpretation becoming a routine.
Making confusion a normality.
Meandering through a life now dulled.
More than not, finding my face wet from tears.
No longer here to mend my broken heart.
Masking pain being the hardest task.
Memories are my only solace.
My only comfort in the days to come.




Copyright 2010 Lauren Hall ©

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Mr. Cat


To hear that crazy old saying.
“It rains like cats and dogs.”
To think you came from above.
Nowhere else would explain.

Oh cat, where are you from?
I met you at my basement door.
Oddest is as oddest does.
For indeed, none other explanation be needed.

Mr. Cat, where ARE your clothes?
Heaven forgot to send?
No indeed, mine will not fit.
For tailored I must now find.

You meow like a dog.
Bark like a cat.
I dare say, and oddity indeed.
Wherefore ARE your catlike ears?

Clever is your every word?
Hold!
You talk?
An oddity you truly are!

Philosophy you have majored in.
Mr. cat what ARE you looking for?
A painting?
I have just the one.

Oh cat, to find you a sentimental type.
I have seen your collection.
Where did so many come from?
A friend you say?

Dear friendliest cat.
Where are you going?
To wander around the night?
Indeed, you truly are the oddest cat.




Copyright 2010 Lauren Hall ©
Nya!

Lamp, by my side


A crack in heavens door splits.
Outpouring her strength and torment.
Horses thunder out of the clouds.
Heavens angry flashes have lit the sky.

Tonight I stay along in quaking fear.
Lights flicker in and out.
My constant companion by my side.
Steady and dependable, my night lamp shade.

I am not here tonight.
Thinking better of days afore.
Trees sway with me in the wind.
The softness of grass my loving shoes.

Heavens anger brings me back.
A jolt of fear leaves me quivering.
Where is my most comforting friend.
My dearest, reliable friend by my side.

Terror is not with me long.
Quickly finding my reprieve.
Thinking of summers in Venice.
Luscious fruit my daily treat.

Seeing beyond what is before me.
Beautiful, vibrant light upon my skin.
Drinking in the heat of summer days.
To happily stay like this forever.

Thundering horses are at my door.
I have been broken out of my reverie.
Loudest, their crashes strike the air.
Louder yet, they destroyed my peace.

Shrouded by shadows in the dark.
Lamp, share your light with me.
Shade not for a moments time.
Give me your strength amongst this fear.

Silence has broken sound.
Angry, flashing strikes no more.
Horses have thundered from this place to the next.
As I sit alone, my loving friend and lamp, by my side.



Copyright 2010 Lauren Hall ©

Saturday, August 21, 2010