ame High School Poetry
By: Shawn M Graham
Copyright © 2011 by Shawn M Graham
Cover Image Copyright © by Joshua P Reap
All Rights Reserved
This work, such as it is, is dedicated to my wife Bonita and my Little King, Sterling. So much love.
Untold Love
The Love I Hold in Me
I…
Heart and Soul
My Secret
Paladin
I Speak of You
I Am Free
To Stand in Defiance
Greater Hands
Speaking of You
Hands
Missing You
Paladin Reborn
The Treasure
Now You Must Move On
My Lady of the Sky
The Poet
Temp
For You Are My Mother
Misunderstood
Simple Words on Fishing
Only You
Purify
I Am the Night Watcher
Rise to Dance
Return to Pain
Like the Deer
Oh to be a Monkey
Untold Love Retold
Dancing at the Beach
Flowers
Stand Together
Just Because
One Eyed Seal
Rally to the Red Wings
Come Along
Huh?
Jill’s Room
Reflections on the Blue Eyed Girl
Digital Warrior
Never Bend
Shower
Courting a Jawa
Comforting Friend
The Restraining Order is in the Mail
Bronx
Green Energy
Puddle Jumper
Weapon of Creation
To Wendy Darling
Camelot Lost
The Pattern
Lost on the Wind
Give me a Girl
A God's First Smile
What is Between
Salvage
The Corporate Blues
Warder
Study in Alteration
Hurricane Brandie
Real
Forward
High school. Most of us have been there. Our times spent in those halls of education are remembered either with fondness or with a dread that still haunts us to this day. High school is the time of beginnings and endings; sports, musicals, drama, first loves, broken hearts, and first kisses. If you were there from homeroom to last bell, you loved someone, and you were hurt by some one. That is the way of the mechanism.
You may have written about it. I certainly committed words to paper on a regular basis. I hesitate to call it poetry because there are rules that govern that art and I’m pretty sure I break most of them. Not in that “know the rules before you break them” sort of way. More in a “total disregard for the form” sort of way. However, much like the first time a boy’s clumsy hands fumbles at a bra hook, my poems served a purpose, and the result was pleasant. High school was not hard for me, but I loved, and I was hurt, I wrote about it, and the outlet was good for me.
Most of what you are about to read is from my fours spent at John C. Birdlebough High School in Phoenix, New York. Some of it is from my time at SUNY Oswego, and the rest from some hellish years I spent in New York City. All of the words are what I felt at the time. Even lame poems we wrote in high school can still serve a purpose. If you are out there and in love or hurting, put those things down on paper, it hopefully will all make sense later on. Then you can publish your own collection of lame school poetry. I won’t even mind that yours are better than mine..
Untold Love
A gem sparkles in a ring
Who knows what happiness it could bring?
Forever wrapped in gold
a story yet to be told
A story of a man
and the love he could not give
A story of a man and
the love he hides within
He looks deep down
into the prismatic stone
A radiant glow that mimics
the emotion churning within his soul
And sees nothing but his own heart
It is sad but true
A shadow of what he once knew
He stands there in a warm embrace
His soul churning,
Internal storm burning
He fell for her soft face
He looks to her now and then
and wonders if and when
Not willing to take the chance
not willing to lose what they still have
So instead he hopes and prays
At times venturing into
the world of false hope
It is on the border he stands now,
his sword of myth drawn
He peers across the forsaken land
and looks for hints of
longing, wanting, and maybe even love
Wishing for divine intervention from above.
The Love I Hold in Me
If I said I loved you
what would you say?
If I tried to hold your hand
would you push me away?
Maybe it's different now
Maybe I'm wrong
Is there still room in your heart?
It's been so long.
Could you ever take me as I am?
Could you take me for what I will become?
Feelings aren't different now,
they never changed
Oh why can't you see
the love I hold in me?
You are so beautiful
and I wonder what you want
I would meet your every whim
if you tell me what to do
I would fulfill your every dream
and bow down to you
I say to myself every night and day
why can't I be with you that way?
I know that we are friends
but I feel so much more
Do I have a chance of
getting my foot in the door?
Tell me what you are thinking.
Tell me what you feel
What I can do to make
our love real?
If I came to you now
to tell you how I feel
Is it worth the chance,
should I take the risk?
I....
I see her walk
and my heart begins to melt
I hear her voice
and I feel pure joy
I touch her hand
and I can not be stopped
I put my arms around her
and I become immortal
I have the hope
I dream the dreams
I feel the need to concede
to the feelings that I feel
My heart does not want to wait
My mind causes me to hesitate
I know what I want
I know what I mustn't do
I will not risk it all falling through
What if I love her
and she never knows it?
What if I love her
and I attempt to show it?
Heart and Soul
&
nbsp; A man of myth and legend
A man of heart and soul
A woman of infinite beauty and grace
A woman with style and finesse
Maybe not meant to be together
for they are not now
He looks to the dawn of the future
He looks for new ways now
He tries to show her
the love that he may feel
She may be blind to the love
that he is trying to show
He does not accept defeat
but he knows not what to do
He is trying to find a way now
A way to make it through
She is there for him now
Like she has been all along
He never doubts her
because he has no reason to
My Secret
I used to have a secret
I thought it was safe and secure
I discovered last night
That My secret is no
longer a secret any more
Every one I know
supposedly knows my secret
Even she who My secret is about
Now I know that my secret is out
The tension is there now
I can feel it through and through
Now that I know that you know
I know that I don't have a chance with you
I wish I was the man of myth and legend
that The Duke of Earl should be
I wish I had the charm and grace
to win a place by your side
If only I had my sword of myth
to help me fend off the demons
in the forsaken land
If only I had the armor of the Paladin
to protect my heart from
the brutal spears of un-returned love
I can not summon my army
of friends to fight this battle
because to them I don't know
that they know
My secret is here
my secret is out
no one told it
it just came out
Now that my friends know
I have to watch what I show
I have to be careful now
things are somehow different now
different in me
Paladin
When the light is blocked
When the mighty have fallen
When the knights are routed
When the goodness ceases to exist
There will be one,
The truly unstoppable one.
He will stand alone in the darkness
He will fight the battle for light alone
Encased in the armor of a paladin
Armed with a sword of myth and legend
Letting the fire burn hot in his soul
The internal light will show through his eyes
He has nothing to fear
No reason for worry
Yes, he is mortal
But he fights with a god's faith and fury
The swords clash with a spark
The armor vibrates with power
He calls upon his inner fire to
Heat away the chill darkness
He is surrounded by the blackest black
His own