[Darksheare]

For a second there I thought the two smileys down below were chained together.
*chuckle*

[JustAmy]

Darksheare .... hope you can find inspiration here .....

Melancholy

she wears her melancholy well
if fits her like a twilight satin dress
that, clinging to her spirit in a tight embrace
would vulnerably leave
her soul exposed and bare for all to see

she's stunning seen in little more
than nightfall shadows blue on midnight black
her dusky hair arranged in gentle disarray
she looks on life's account
with eyes that mirror darkgray autumn skies

she's learned to move in graceful steps
upon the dancefloor of her life's abyss
in fluent wariness her feet seek stable ground
her shoulders draped in shade
she'll meet your gaze: this dance is hers alone

©Jon Bohrn (1998)

[JustAmy]

Here's another I found for you.

NOT MYSELF
(After reading Modern Japanese Poetry & James Tait.)

I'm not myself today.
The phone rang & I answered:
Sorry, I'm not here right now.
The voice said: Where are you then?
I said: I don't know, hope I come back soon.

My mail arrived & I marked it:
Return to sender, unknown at this address.

I'm not myself today
But I don't know who I am.
I was myself last month
Until we had that argument.

You accused me of being selfish.
I said: No I'm not, I'm self-centered.

You said you were leaving me.
I shouted: Yeah, well,
I can't live with myself either.
I was beside myself
& the next second I was gone.

I'm missing me.
I hope I'm alright.
Tomorrow when I wake
I want to be my old self again.

If you see me around
Please tell me to go back
But be gentle.
If you were me
You wouldn't be yourself either.

By Myron Lysenko