Sometimes you get a few lines of rhyme in your head and you just have to get them on paper. But then that’s it. What do you do with them? I don’t know, but here are a few of mine:
The mirror on the wall
It never lies
It reflects my fears
and all the lies
Jan 10, 1998
Will you be my resting place,
When my days are long?
Pick me up and carry me,
When I’m not so strong?
March 12, 1998
i’m drowning in a pool of misery
all i am and want to be
suffocating, i cannot breathe
the undertow, kills me
3-11-98
What a pretty calamity!
A beloved gone to waste…
Who would have given it all up
For just one little taste…
…yet now in solitude.
10-8-98
I still have dreams of you,
Nightmares actually.
But I can’t change that past,
It’s now a part of me.
11-28-98
Soothing thoughts stroke my brain,
Promising to rid all my pain
3-?-99
I wish I could get away from myself,
Spend a day in the life of someone else
Spring ’99
Make me believe
in make-believe
While you hold
My heart in your hands
Spring ’99
All of the above poems were obviously written by me, Terri Klaes Harper
caverns of my mind 