Poems for and About Best Friends Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems for and about best friends seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Chaotic Universe
I still recall her red hair and distinctive flavor.
Chaotic!
She made you hold your breath!
The colorful memory of the vibrant scenery!
The astonishment she gave colliding,
As play challenged and relaxed her face,
As on the heights and lows of the hologram, conceived on
human flesh!
As on heartfull beat,
Ever-expanding,
She emitted the sparkle of bouncing stars,
Beautifully unshaped.
Like the universe!
Chaotic!
She made you hold your breath!
The colorful memory of the vibrant scenery!
The astonishment she gave colliding,
As play challenged and relaxed her face,
As on the heights and lows of the hologram, conceived on
human flesh!
As on heartfull beat,
Ever-expanding,
She emitted the sparkle of bouncing stars,
Beautifully unshaped.
Like the universe!
#BestFriend
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Why Do Recovering Alcoholics Love Diet Coke?
Mariah brings me carrots, and pasta, and money for thirty diet cokes, if I want.
She hugs me in her orange puffer coat, because she knows I have been scream crying
and bargaining with the universe, again. She’s been doing the same.
She grips me tightly and I cling to her, and we cast a spell that makes the five pm winter darkness
feel less like a life sentence.
Boys said they loved us and left. And that is the familiar knife we keep turning inside ourselves.
We give every twist a new name, but the hole looks the same.
I tell her that I hope they can...
She hugs me in her orange puffer coat, because she knows I have been scream crying
and bargaining with the universe, again. She’s been doing the same.
She grips me tightly and I cling to her, and we cast a spell that makes the five pm winter darkness
feel less like a life sentence.
Boys said they loved us and left. And that is the familiar knife we keep turning inside ourselves.
We give every twist a new name, but the hole looks the same.
I tell her that I hope they can...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#healing
#heartbroken
#prose
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My Dearest, StarBoy
I love being solid
I can’t describe what solid means
No matter how much my mom asks
Because she will never understand
That it feels like
Tree trunks and soaked wood
Mossy mushrooms with dew drops
A raging river
Sharp and soft and subtle and tender rocks
A loud quiet
Rain and hail and cracking lightning and thunder
Noises and sights and scents and feelings
That’s my solid
You are my solid.
I can’t describe what solid means
No matter how much my mom asks
Because she will never understand
That it feels like
Tree trunks and soaked wood
Mossy mushrooms with dew drops
A raging river
Sharp and soft and subtle and tender rocks
A loud quiet
Rain and hail and cracking lightning and thunder
Noises and sights and scents and feelings
That’s my solid
You are my solid.
#BestFriend
#love
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Fix Me Up
One day
I will be 45 and you will be forever 16
Because I cannot imagine you old
I don’t know what romance is
Never have known
Maybe I never will
But
I am a romantic when it comes to you
Even though I don’t imagine
Romance
With you
I imagine moss and dark deep trees
Cloudy days, misty and a loud quiet
Calming and solid
You are so solid
You made me solid as well
We will be whole
And full
And everything we ever wanted to be
I will be 45 and you will be forever 16
Because I cannot imagine you old
I don’t know what romance is
Never have known
Maybe I never will
But
I am a romantic when it comes to you
Even though I don’t imagine
Romance
With you
I imagine moss and dark deep trees
Cloudy days, misty and a loud quiet
Calming and solid
You are so solid
You made me solid as well
We will be whole
And full
And everything we ever wanted to be
#BestFriend
#love
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the sad vicar
the sad vicar
The vicar walks in front of the funeral procession
appears a bit wobbly, perhaps due to elderliness
eyes are watery, and the smell of lotion is too strong
He lost faith years ago praying in churches, asking
to be released from his throbbing masculinity
which left him affairs with female parishioners
past their first youth, but with adult feelings about
sexuality hidden in a black dress of widows
God had left him, he blamed himself especially now
that he was no longer young his discreet advances
were no longer...
The vicar walks in front of the funeral procession
appears a bit wobbly, perhaps due to elderliness
eyes are watery, and the smell of lotion is too strong
He lost faith years ago praying in churches, asking
to be released from his throbbing masculinity
which left him affairs with female parishioners
past their first youth, but with adult feelings about
sexuality hidden in a black dress of widows
God had left him, he blamed himself especially now
that he was no longer young his discreet advances
were no longer...
#BestFriend
#children
#friendship
#heroic
#humankind
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Cosmos
What if I cannot be
What you are
To me
What if you are the stars
And I the moon
What if we play sweet honeyed music
With your gentle fingers
And my scratchy voice
What if we never touch fingers
But I know what it is like
To hold you
What if I am never enough for your love
And you are everything
What if you choose me
And I choose you
And we keep going
What if you hold the flashlight
And I try to search for the bugs
What if we are us
What if you are me ...
What you are
To me
What if you are the stars
And I the moon
What if we play sweet honeyed music
With your gentle fingers
And my scratchy voice
What if we never touch fingers
But I know what it is like
To hold you
What if I am never enough for your love
And you are everything
What if you choose me
And I choose you
And we keep going
What if you hold the flashlight
And I try to search for the bugs
What if we are us
What if you are me ...
#BestFriend
#emotions
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Not A Place, A Person
For so long
I had been searching for a home
Chasing after an unreachable ache
I had no idea it was so close
I am so happy it is you.
I had been searching for a home
Chasing after an unreachable ache
I had no idea it was so close
I am so happy it is you.
#BestFriend
#love
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My Dearest Murderer
She makes corners
Rounded
She makes the lines
Shift on my face
She makes the grays
Look greener and the
Blues look clear
I can see
Myself through them
She gives my days
A purpose
She lends me
Her energy
Or rather I
Steal it
She makes me
Happy
She pulls my loose
Threads tight
I hold her in
My left hand
She makes me want
To scream
And throw things
Over hillsides
That I will never
See again
She makes me
Want to sing to
The moon
And...
Rounded
She makes the lines
Shift on my face
She makes the grays
Look greener and the
Blues look clear
I can see
Myself through them
She gives my days
A purpose
She lends me
Her energy
Or rather I
Steal it
She makes me
Happy
She pulls my loose
Threads tight
I hold her in
My left hand
She makes me want
To scream
And throw things
Over hillsides
That I will never
See again
She makes me
Want to sing to
The moon
And...
#BestFriend
#love
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We Are Swamps
I hurt
Everywhere
But you make me hurt a little less
Maybe it’s because I know
You are my home
My safety
Everywhere
But you make me hurt a little less
Maybe it’s because I know
You are my home
My safety
#BestFriend
#love
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Dea
Dea with that beautiful face
That gave me a seashell
Just as creamy as her face
Destina with her playful name
I am a twisted angel
With good intentions
Like cupids arrow
I shoot different people with love
I make a bit of mess but do not go far
And the whitish,
A bit so and so...
Just to make up for the complexity...
The human frame is a bit of mess
But I like smoking cigarettes
And sometimes I ask my friends around...
But I like coffee and cigarettes
And smoke with them a lot
All of these characters
I...
That gave me a seashell
Just as creamy as her face
Destina with her playful name
I am a twisted angel
With good intentions
Like cupids arrow
I shoot different people with love
I make a bit of mess but do not go far
And the whitish,
A bit so and so...
Just to make up for the complexity...
The human frame is a bit of mess
But I like smoking cigarettes
And sometimes I ask my friends around...
But I like coffee and cigarettes
And smoke with them a lot
All of these characters
I...
#BestFriend
#friendship
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StarBoy
Do you know how much I love you?
No, I cannot see it
Exactly.
I love you so much that my love for you
Is in the oxygen you breathe
The stardust you are made of
StarBoy
I love you so much
That it is unseeable
But breathable
I hope one day
You will see it
No, I cannot see it
Exactly.
I love you so much that my love for you
Is in the oxygen you breathe
The stardust you are made of
StarBoy
I love you so much
That it is unseeable
But breathable
I hope one day
You will see it
#BestFriend
#love
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Don’t Go (I Have To)
I try
To conjure up images
Of me leaving
Nothing stops the inevitable
Except for my imagination
It always pauses on the part
Where we have our first hug
And I cannot seem to say goodbye
To conjure up images
Of me leaving
Nothing stops the inevitable
Except for my imagination
It always pauses on the part
Where we have our first hug
And I cannot seem to say goodbye
#BestFriend
#college
#separation
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