Day 73-She Will Wait

She will wait
But not just here
She will wait
And go everywhere
Just to stand still
She will wait
But experience the world
As she always dreamed
She will wait
While she is crossing
Countries
States
Cities
Towns
Streets
Yards
Rooms
She will move
But with a heart
That is emotionally
Waiting
For
You should move
For
She will wait

Day 72-No Matter If I Keep It A Secret Or Tell You The Truth Someone Will Cry

I want to tell you
That I'm not over you
At least not right now
But you should know
That someday
I might be...

Or just better at hiding it

Day 71-Remembering The Past For Presents Sake

I don't remember much
Just the important stuff
I think too much
I tend to overanalyze things
Like your words
And the absence of
I don't speak very often
But when I do
It does mean something
Even when
It makes no sense
That we live in the past
For we always live
In the here
And the now
If I ever
Want to know how
I will pull out the
Once upon a time
And remember
How
Your heart found mine

Day 70-I Hope You Think Of Me

I hope you think of me
When you hear my favorite band
I hope you think of me
When it is cold outside
I hope you think of me
When my name is mentioned
I hope you think of me
When you read my words
I hope you think of me
When you drive that road
I hope you think of me
Every time you play that chord
I hope you think of me
When that movie comes on
I hope you think of me
I just do

Day 69-Wind Down

On nights like this
Right before the night consumes
The country side
And the suburban homes
I want to take walks alone
To smell the wind
Feel the chill
To trek up
Then back down the hill
I want to crunch the leaves
And shuffle my feet
Listen to my own heartbeat
Watch as the stars
And the lights of a few cars
A yawn escapes my mouth
I silently turn around
Happy to have found the peace
To just wind down

Day 68-Halloween Night

This season enchants me
Maybe I should be scared
At what it does to me
Made to give people the spooks
Perhaps
Reveal and face their deepest fears
You can hide behind
Any deceptive design
Like a fairy tale princess
Or good old father time
The days lead up
To one haunting evening
Where people roam the street
In the darkness of night
Some asking for sweetness
Others looking for a fright
There is just something I love
Something I crave
About the time of
And leading up to
Halloween night

Day 67-The World In CinemaScope

I see the world in CinemaScope
The images
The words
The angles

I get distracted
From this thing called "reality"
And tend to watch it cinematically

Each person
Group of people
All the star
Of their own feature movie

I just wonder
Try to decide
Where exactly they are
In their storyline

Are they in a similar place
Or somewhere totally different
From where I am in mine

And are they even aware
Of how I see
Through these eyes of mine

Day 65-In Few Words

That is Paige
She is a quiet girl
Does not say much
Unless you listen for her words
They are rare
As they are few

Day 64-A Child's Game

Count to 10

You will see me again

Just look under the bed
Or behind the couch

Check the wardrobe
Or your magical pouch

I might give myself away
If you just look about

When you spot me
Remember to shout

Let me know I've
Been found out

Day 63-Being Able To Distinguish Good From Bad

I don't know
But I want to know
So many things now
It has been a long time coming
The sheltered little girl
Looks at what she has been missing
Reaches out to touch
Only to be denied again
Her hand smacked away
Only the good
In the light
Shield thine eyes
From the darkness
They don't want her to know this
Exist
But the little girl is almost
A woman
Who knows
You have to see both
To distinguish
One from
The other

Day 62-Dear,World September 19,2010

Dear,World

I just want you to know that I am awesome. I will let you know that I am insecure,like most humans. I also tend to be more willing to admit my faults than others.
But,yeah. I am awesome,and I have some useful talents. Most of them involve creating things. I guess you could call me artsy. I have a quiet personality,and am hella good listener.
And I am also pretty good with words. I know quite a few large ones,but prefer the simple ones. In that department I would consider myself a poet in the way I compose my words on paper to express my feelings and ideas.
World,if you noticed me for a second you would know what people who know me do the good and the bad,but that is the thing you don't notice me.
I am what is describe as "meek." And you look at me and say that I will never do anything I want to do,that I will never be sucessful because I am so.
But I am guessing you have yet to hear this...
"The meek shall inherit the Earth."
What comes to mind is that nerd that got picked on in school who grows up to be the boss of those who once tormented them.
Yeah,I am not much a leader as in the situation above,but my opinions have something to offer,at least I believe so. They are usually so simple,and easy,concept wise,that they are seen as crazy. But I don't really like to stress about complicated things,or things made out to be that way.
And World,I know you do your best to keep me as sans sanity as you can,in a negative way.
But what you don't realize about me is I see through your lies more often than not.
And World I know I am lucky like that.
Thank you for treating me like just another face in the crowd,without that I don't think I would have ever had the courage to realize and believe that I am a special,unique,awesome individual.
And this is to you,but to the part of you humans made,the society part,those within you who think they have the power to tell me who decide who I want to,and who I am to be.
I don't expect to hear from you anytime soon reguarding this letter.
But if I do,that would be just interesting.
I will write again soon.

Sincerely,
Shawn Paige Turner

Day 61-Seasons Of The Years

They know my light
They know my dark
They have heard my words
They have studied my heart

They made precious memories
They hid precious tears
They created so much beauty
They unleashed so many fears

These ever changing personalites
Have seen
Will see me
Through these
Always ending
Never surrendering

They are
The seasons of the years

Day 60-To Prove Something To Myself

I don't have
Anything
To prove
To you
But I am going to do it anyway
Because
I do have
Something
To prove
To me

Day 59-What We Ha(ve)d

I feel it a shame
That this story goes
Untold
It is a short one
Barely even a chapter
In this book
But it is true
There is so much discussion
Room
To analyze
What was felt
What was seen
Through the eyes
Of the beholder
It seemed like another
Shot in the dark
Another thing
That ended
Very sad
But
No one can deny
This thing we
Ha(ve)d

Day 58-Everything Is All Right

Some may call it
Betrayal
That you left me be
Put me out for sale
But it is all good
Some things
Just get stale
Like saltine crackers
But that does not mean
They fail
Once upon a time
Super tasty
Maybe things
Just got a bit hasty
In the aging process
Someone just decided
To take on a different fight
Or earn a right for a different life
Either way
Everything is all right

Day 57-A Great Hope

All about hope
We crave
Something to
Cling to
Pray for a person
For almost anything

For some
It is as simple as
Just singing
Sweet simple words
That lifts their hearts

For a few
It is some silence
Just them
And what is out there
Time together
Fused with
Time to think

For others
Its is a being
A sense of it
Or a greater one
Like a great God
Who keeps loving
Even the smallest
Of us all

Day 56-My Blue Eyes

They twinkle like stars
Like the bight city lights
Tears might fall out
Like rain from the skies
Colors change
Shades tend to vary
From grey like storm clouds
To blue like ocean tides
Open like windows
Closed like silence
Want emotion?
There is where you'll find it
My blue eyes
Doors to my heart
Windows to my soul

Day 55-The Snuggler and The Cuddler

The cuddler
Holds one close
With love
With affection

The snuggler
Settles in
Feels the warmth
Feels the comfort

The cuddler
The snuggler
Meet

The snuggler
The cuddler
Click

The cuddler
Embraces
The snuggler
Does too

The snuggler
Feels the emotion
The cuddler
Is putting through

The cuddler
Knows just what to say
The snuggler
Suddenly feels okay

The snuggler
and
The cuddler

It was meant to
Be this way

Day 54-I Wasn't Looking

I wasn't looking
For a lover
Or even a friend

I was looking
For myself
And just to keep
Those close
Which I had in my hands

I was searching
For a home
Just trying to
Not feel alone

I wasn't looking
For anything
Or really anyone
Days becoming
Nothing short of
A droning routine

I was falling asleep

I wasn't looking
For a lover
Or even a friend

But I am
So glad
That at this point
You found me

Day 53-The Ballad of Marylin and Roel-Chapter 3:Roel

Roel 


Roel wanted to know so much. Marylin was hard to gain response from,and he could tell that she was highly guarded. Knowing that just made him want to know why she was so even more,but knew that would happen in due time.

He unlocked the door do his apartment to his room mate asleep on the couch,and the room lit by the glow of the television. Roel switched off the tv,grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge,and retired to his room.  He pulled back the curtains and looked out of the window,seeing the fire escape,the tiny ally below,a bunch of dark windows and one lit window. It was on the top floor. This person did this a lot but Roel never bothered to try and get a look at who lived in that apartment. But now he felt like he had a reason to find out,because he knew there was always that chance the night owl that lived next door was Marylin. He looked at the window and tried to see anyone. After a few seconds,to his luck,he saw the profile of a familiar face lean her head against the window pane.

He studied her,not feeling creepy in the least bit. He noticed that she was just looking up,almost as if she were searching for something. And then after an amount of time she closed the curtains,and turned off the light.

Roel finally decided that he should do the same,closed the curtains,set his alarm,turned off the light,and throwing himself on his bed without changing out of his jeans and shirt he had worn all day,he drifted in to a steady slumber.

Day 52-I Close My Eyes

I close my eyes
See blue skies
A mix of orange
Purple and green
As the sunset mixes
With the sea
You standing alone
With your arm
Around me
Thoughts
Free flow
Manifest sincerity
As we see the light
Reflect in each others eyes
Just one shy little glance
And your heart was mine
I close your hand in mine
Lost all sense of time
We let out fingers intertwine
As I take this photograph with my mind
And close my eyes

Day 51-Who Is Really

Put in to
This category
Sub grouped in to
Many a cliche
Each one so different
With each passing day
The shoes I wear
Judged by them
As much as my hair
Always too busy glancing
To take the time to stare
Much too afraid to discover
The honesty
Of who is really there

Day 50-Keeping It From Myself

I find the time
Long needed
Awaited for in sleep
Thought of in
My wildest daydream

But so far away
This time seems
To be on
The highest shelf
Seemingly

But frankly
I am
Keeping it all
From myself

Day 49-Semi-Final Goodbye

Clothes packed in boxes
Nick knacks packed in totes
Putting it all in the trunk
Been waiting for this moment for months
Can't believe my heart hasn't sunk
No sadness in the eyes
As I glance one more time
At the world that raised me
The one I'm leaving behind
I might come back to visit
But only long enough to say "hi"
For this is my
With not a single tear to cry
My semi-final goodbye

Day 48-Hair

Long
Short
Cut it
Let it grow
Dark as night
Light as snow
Curls like cursive writing
Sits straight like a pin
Shows on the outside
Grows from within
Put it up
Let it flow free
Chemically alter it
Or just let it be
Hair

Day 47-So Many Promises

Memories
If they serve me right
I've been made so many
Promises
For as long
For as far back
As my memory allows me to
Many made to be broken
Others halfway served
Those forever left me
Cautious and unnerved
Letting me believe
No one would ever
Give me the gift
Of keeping their words
Until I met someone
Who gave me
More than that
Not just keeping their words
But wanting to
Never once scolding me
For "bringing it up"
But always thanking me
For "reminding them"

Day 46-The Good Part

Someday I will decide
To try something
Typically only see in movies
Just a random
Well thought out
Shot
I'll only have one
And I hope
For goodness sake
That you're holding on
And I hope you are fully
Prepared to take advantage
Of this moment
When it comes in
To play
Somewhere between
The climax and the ending
I will let you be forewarned
The previews
Are just getting a start
And there is still a while to go
Before we get to
The good part

Day 45-Deeper Thought

Maybe I have it
Figured out
Better yet
Maybe I did
Once
Upon a time
Before I crossed
That line
Between
Knowing and not
Longing for that deeper
Thought

Day 44-Write Anything Down

At a loss for words
Nothing to inspiring
Plots in my mind
I just want to go
Experience some stuff
Maybe then I will have
Enough
Material to inspire
Even the slightest
Or just the smallest
Bit of language
To write something
Anything down