When My Poppa Speaks

When my Poppa speak, I hear the words I was afraid to hear.
I hear my fear and uncertainty,
But it comes out strong and ready, like a bear.
When my Poppa speaks, I hear him even though he doesn’t think I do
And I wonder if he hears me, too.
When my Poppa speaks, I imagine things I never could before.
I see the world as open and new
And bright and magical and full of possibilities.
When my Poppa speaks, I know he means every word.
He thinks them through with eloquence and grace
And they come out exactly as he intended.
When my Poppa speaks, his eyes tell stories
Of places and times and things I’ve only dreamt of,
But hope to experience someday.
When my Poppa speaks, he carries more weight then he realizes.
He is the world’s breath flowing through one man.
When my Poppa speaks, reality sets in.
Things I have been neglecting come to the forefront of my mind
And I become a better person after ever conversation.

When my Poppa speaks, it’s a rare occasion.
When my Poppa speaks, he doesn’t have to say a word.

-BlairieLouHoo.

Written June, 2012.

Lost Feelings

If I could explain how I feel, the flowers all would cry,

And they would think about me till they shrivel up and die.

If I could explain how I feel, the moon itself would weep,

But nobody would ever know, for my secret she’d keep.

If I could explain how I feel, the sun would help me through.

He’d shine his light upon my skin and tell me what to do.

If I could explain how I feel, the grass would let me walk.

It’d listen for hours just to hear me talk.

If I could explain how I feel, the trees would be amazed.

They’d wonder about this boy who has me so dazed.

They’d ask about his smile and they’d ask about his eyes,

They’d ask me about his truths and about his lies.

If I could explain how I feel, the wind would kiss my face.

She’d wrap herself around me in her cool embrace.

If I could explain how I feel, the ocean would scream and yell.

He’d be protective of me and tell me not to dwell. 

If I could explain how I feel, the stars would understand.

They’d know I wasn’t like this with any other man.

If I could tell you how I feel, it wouldn’t mean forever,

But if I could just show you, you would never leave it...never.

-BlairieLouHoo

Written October, 2011.

Me & You.

I see that you’re unhappy

In your perfect, icy eyes.

But, really, what you say to me

Comes as no surprise.

I’ve seen people like you

Too many times before.

Perfectly strong people

Who just can’t find the door.

I’m really pulling for you.

I hope you can get out,

But to be completely honest,

I still have shreds of doubt.

I’ve only just met you,

But I see it on your face.

You’d gladly be anywhere

Other than this place.

If I could make that happen,

I’d do it right away.

And we would walk, hand in hand.

You’d come with me to stay.

I would never break you

Like she’s clearly done,

And I would never make you

Want to leave or run.

All girls are not evil.

All girls are not snide.

So let me break the barrier.

And let me come inside.

I don’t mean to scare you,

I’m already scared enough,

But, with you, it’s different.

I’m done trying to be tough.

I know that it’s early

And I know that it’s new,

But maybe, just maybe,

We’ll end up a “me and you”.

-BlairieLouHoo.

Written November, 2011.

To Sunny.

She sits alone in a snowy parking lot. No one there to comfort her. No one by her side when she needs them the most. Her body is cracked and broken. Stripped of color and lively hood. She feels lost in a sea of scrap metal and unwanted souls. She knows not what her future holds. It’s uncertain if she’ll make it out alive. She sits and waits. No shelter from the elements. No cover from the wind. She sits and waits to be judged and saved, if they chose to save her. She sits and waits. She suffers for mistakes that others made and takes the brunt of the injury. She is a warrior, she is my hero, and regardless of the outcome, she will always be a part of me and I will always love her. <3

-BlairieLouHoo.

Written January, 2011.

The Last Thing I'll Ever Write About You.

My sincere apology falls on deaf ears of a closed mind

for an injustice I did not commit.

My words mean nothing to you

while yours mean far too much to me.

Our lives were never meant to meet

but since they have, I’ll forever wonder about yours

even though you’ll flee from mine with no remorse.

So, I guess this is goodbye.

And when I see you,

my thoughts won’t be the same

and yours won’t exist.

I’m foolish for having expected anything more.

I should have known this to end just as it started;

Irrationally.

Abruptly.

Without all reason,

Exactly as it started,

And exactly how you wanted.

-BlairieLouHoo.