Country Music- 7/22/2011

There'll come a time, little sister

You'll miss 

the swinging slam of a screen door.

The soft stick of Mommas laminate floor.

You'll Remember and miss them all the more.

You'll miss 

singing loud together out of tune.

Hearing them sleep as you share a room.

You'll remember and wish to go home soon.

You'll miss

the green of grass.

Little sister's sass.

You'll remember and hope it lasts.

There'll come a time, little sister

You'll take out your own trash

hear the sounds of the city crash.

Feel constantly strapped for cash.

You'll sweep and mop

feeling like you're drowning in blacktop.

Give anything to make it stop.

You'll feel lost

Hate how much rent costs.

All around the country tossed.

And even if it's not home, country music won't sound so bad.

Country Music by Dakota Farley

Prayers

Plotting, planning 
Thinking, feeling 
Heart, mind, soul reeling 
One hope fulfilled, dreams of a lifetime smashed. 
Accepting truth means questions vast. 
One prayer holds fast, 
"Let not this love be my last."

Prayers by Dakota Farley

The Wronged- 5/28/2011

Sharpened claws meets eyes to scratch. Flashing teeth meets flesh. 
Missing souls that fury moves. 
An anger deep inside. 
Wounded hearts with matching body parts. 
The wronged fight ever on.

The Wronged by Dakota Farley

Haiku To Feeling Stupidly Awful- 5/28/2011

Deep in the pit, bile rises. 
Burning as it climbs inside. 
Nausea, ever present.

Haiku by Dakota Farley

Semper Supersto- 5/27/2011

It is the memories, sweet, vivid, bitter memories. 

Those that brush against my consciousness with piercing clarity. 

They find me, deep beneath my leathered skin. 

They leave me empty but for delicate pain, full of unescapable understanding. 

My now wide and open eyes can contain neither fear or tears. 

From that memory that your voice rings out, your hand in mine that pulls me from where I have been lost. 

"Semper supersto, love. Forever and for always, fight to survive. It is what shall save us from our bindings, that which holds us fast." 

Partnered so, how can I do anything but carry on, continue breathing and remember to do nothing but survive?

Semper Supersto by Dakota Farley

Dancing in the Rain- 10/11/2008

Dancing is difficult in town 
and even harder in the suburbs, 
but tonight I woke to rain. 
So I danced for you my darling, 
like we always said we would. 
I danced beneath the trees 
and fell upon the grass. 
I drank in the whole night, sweetheart, 
it brightly glowed for us. 
I felt your touch 
in all the droplets on my face. 
And even the softest wind 
was your arm around my waist. 
Yet, as I celebrated, 
spinning in the dark, 
a pair of headlights grew. 
They inquired, concerned for me, 
out whirling in the rain. 
I just laughed and thanked them, darling, 
and sent them on their way. 
They couldn't comprehend me, 
or even try to understand. 
Those so sheltered from the clarity 
of Dancing in the Rain. 

Dancing in the Rain by Dakota Farley

Here's to Us- 5/26/2008

Here's to 
cruisin'
jonesin'
staying out late.
Inside jokes
makin' the most 
of akward first dates
Here's to 
x-box,
guitar hero rocks
our hangout spots
videos 
with cameos
of us looking hot...not
Here's to
band geeks 
debate freaks
show tunes
not getting any 
even thiugh we're funny
quoting online cartoons
Here's to
good times
bad pickup lines
IM-ing
getting in fights.
Staying up all night
forgiving and forgetting
Here's to
best friends
high school trends
having no secrets
living and loving
with no regrets
A toast to the hopes 
for the rest of our lives.

Here's To Us by Dakota Farley