Sestina

Against the windowpane the rain
Falls, waking her from sleep
She knows in the morning
She will greet a new life
But she won’t promise to go happily
Or without a fight

Oh, how she will fight
Like the sun with the rain
Right now she lives happily
Listening to him sleep
She can’t leave him for her new life
But soon it will be morning

When the sun rises in the morning
The storm will lose the fight
And, for now, end the life
Of the persistent, heavy rain
Tonight she cannot sleep
Knowing she will not wake happily

For no one could rise happily
With the light in the morning
They, too, would refuse to sleep
With minds racing of the fight
To be had, like the struggle for life
Between the sun and the rain

Her thoughts pause to listen to the rain
She knows he’s dreaming happily
Unaware how his life
Will change in the morning
On her own she will fight
Unwilling to interrupt his sleep

She longs to hold him and sleep
But her mind refuses to forget the rain
And her inevitable fight
That she prays will end happily
How long until morning
And the end of this life?

Now the rain is humming her to sleep
And she happily curls into him, for a moment forgetting life
Soon it will be morning and she will remember her fight.

Sim/Met Poems 3

Your hands touch me
Like a wind brushes the grass
A steady hand
A summer wind

His smiles breaks
Like a vase smashing against the tile
A forgotten smile
A delicate vase

Your eyes are clear
Like a window through time
Desperate eyes
Unforgiving time

Her laugh dances
Like raindrops against a windowpane
A youthful laugh
A beautiful rain

I read you again
Like a book I can’t put down
An unpredictable you
A never-ending story

Sim/Met Poem 2

All Is Fair in Love and War

You are the knife in my side
With every move I feel your blade
Threatening to twist deeper
If I ever try to break away

Your touch is like ice
Freezing my soul when I feel you
My mind goes numb from the cold
Of your unrelenting glacier

Our battle is a season of endless
Weather, refusing to change with the months
You seek refuge in hysterics
Thriving on vengeful passion

But our hearts beat steadily
Together like the rhythm of a drum
Tempo constantly changing
But our pulses never stray from one

Our love is like a delicate rose
Harsh with thorns at ever turn
Perfect in its own way
Bittersweet existence

Simile/Metaphor Poem 1

Something Like Life

You fool me
Like the tortoise tricked the hare

Race you to the finish line
But you’re already there


Her heart is like sugar cane
Melting with moisture

His moisture
So sweet


Her teardrops fall
Like dew drops on tree leaves

Tears of joy
Peaceful and serene


An ultimatum in black and white
Like an old photograph

There’s no time to change
A moment trapped in time


Pages of a textbook
Like a death sentence

Words and numbers
Jumble in your brain