June, Upriver

 Hot night, flicker streetlight
and fade.

The caress of a humid river evening
among its sisters arrayed,

by passage of time this starless flight
sits lonesome but not mislaid.

Summer still writes a letter of remembrance,
suffocating in its sweetness

She concealed we two in our furtive stroll.
Lovers in mind, daring no completeness.

Round the pond we wandered,
pressing close, murmuring our hearts.

No dusky idyll this, the dripdrop of sweat from our noses,
fierce stings of mosquitoes, no prick of roses

Only awkward memories, in countless little carts.

Tell me now, chili pepper,
Did you treasure those false starts?

Confessions of a Cutter

My lips yearn for a single kiss
My body longs for a touch
My tears scream to be heard

Nothing comes my way

Sliding out of my eye
A moan escapes my lips
I stopped for a while
I lapse back to easily

In anyone
All I see is cold

My heart has thawed
Now yearns for love

Nothing comes my way

A piece of metal calls out my name
Sliding perfectly into my skin

I confess that I enjoyed it

Yearning for it again

I admit it guiltily
Arguments ensue

The tears I want don’t come
A new pain takes hold

I confess I want to again
Nothing else feels right

The blood beading
Red against my pale skin

The confessions of a cutter
Only end with death  

We stare at the ceiling
When we're looking for love
We sell our souls to below
And ask forgiveness from above

We stare at the walls
Looking for lessons to learn
We give our hearts away
Like it's nobody's concern

I stare out the window
Looking for her at the door
But she doesn't walk
By here anymore

Poem

My room is empty
I feel so cold
No one to love me
No one to hold

I feel so tired
I wanna sleep
To fall like my clothes
Into a heap

My life is over
I wanna die
But something is there
I let out a sigh

No one is there
But my imagination
I wonder what I'll be
After reincarnation

I look for a weapon
Something thats sharp
To help get me wings
And get me a harp

But something IS there
Its holding be back
Like a bug on a wall
Spiked by a tack

I dropped the knife
Broke down and cryed
Everyone could've been happy
After I died

A whipser to my ear
Said: "It'll be alright
Someone will be there
to help end your plight

The words were so soft
Soothing and warm
In my mind they lingered
Each taking a form

This person who whispered
About me they did care
But when I turned to thank them
There was nobody there

I shrank into the corner
Sad again before too long
My friend had deserted me
But spoke again: "You are wrong."

"I will never leave you." it said
"I am your last and final friend
I will always be here
To stop you from reaching your end.

Another is coming now
You no longer need me
Believe in yourself
And from despair you'll be free."

The voice faded away
And as soon as it had
Another did appear
To help me. I was glad

She rushed over to me
Her eyes filling with tears
She had seen the knife beside me
It filled her so with fears

She picked me up and hugged me
Squeezing me ever so tight
She said she never should have left me
Alone on such an awful night

We went into my bedroom
We talked until we slept
I awoke to find myself brand new love
And my life, it seems, I kept

My girlfriend and I are very close
Our love is carved in stone
I still have my invisible friend
Who reminds me I'm never alone

So, please listen to my advice
Before you leave with haste
Never ever think of killing yourself
Its such a useless waste

When lerk awoke,
to his surprice,
He hadent got
His big brown Eyes!

He wasent born with black hair,
atleast he thought
And on his cheast
there was no L.E.R.K.
insted ther was a big blue shirt!

On it was 13 (of course)
And he had the unsuspected
craving for a horse!

Lerk now understod,
what was happening,
Alderach had made his enrty
In the compedition, and was hoping
to win!

The Tea room at the end of my closet..
Not yesterday or the day before
I walked into my room
Looking for a place to hide
From all upcoming doom

Underneath the bed was small
The dresser drawers, well, no
And then I knew, quite suddenly
Of just the place to go

I opened up my closet door
Wide enough to see
Deep inside this cosmos
A room made just for me

Cooies, cakes and pie too!
This haven is the best
Tranquil, warm and cozy
A place for me to rest

So if you ever find a time
You need escape, from doom and gloom
Go to the end of my closet
And share with me, my own tea room

©2000 K.A.Stryker


Ever and always
Me

Summer

Summer's the time for girls to shine,
Dresses so short it's almost a crime
Bright faces,
Bright colours,
Bright smiles,
Laughter and dancing in the sun,
Cast cares aside and join the fun.
Warm words,
Warm touch,
Warm songs,
Rainbow perfume rising high,
Breathe, relax, let out a sigh.
Green grass,
Green trees,
Green faces -
Though ice cream overdose takes its toll,
Summer is always still food for the soul.