Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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The Moon Rents A Room
Hunted like an animal Heart racing like a train What makes me dream a dream like this How is this even in my brain The moon cycles like a ferris wheel My feet never touch the ground I’m hiding from the hunter Like a rabbit - from a hound The moonlit sky reveals me Hard to hide amidst the light The shadows have befriended me As long as I don’t put up a fight They gift me secrets of the dark Tell tales few would dare believe Keep their cards close to their chest And aces up their sleeves I haven’t figured out yet How to take my chance and flee I must wait for the daylight to break to shed these sheets and leave No, there aren’t monsters in my closet They don’t lurk beneath my bed They roam around like they own the place In the front lobes of my head
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
A Dreamers Contradiction
Fingertips reach for the ceiling My mind surrenders to the past Images form a shape From the shadows that I cast Though time is moving slowly My mind is racing pretty fast At this pace I wonder can I survive or just outlast The pull is pure and strong My will succumbing to the call I turn to run away Lose my footing and I fall Into a wall of flowers Yearning to bask in moonlight rays My reflection now unclear I see something resembling my face It mimics what do But something is wrong - I’m feeling strange My room is not the same Everything completely rearranged My voice is not my own Sounds like a songbird leave my mouth I try again to speak, but only musics coming out The image of my body lying peacefully in bed While a mirage of marching bands play symphonies inside my head I lay perfectly still Like I’m frozen or I’m dead I feel each emotion coming for me Like a raging sea of dread Someone - please come wake me up before the sun breaks through the blinds Save me from the things I keep locked up here, inside my mind Real or a dream- I simply can no longer tell Reality is my minds latest fiction My life’s a constant struggle, stolen from a movie screen A nightmare or a restless dreamers contradiction
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Leave Me Alone, I Said To Myself
So, where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you A voice asks me - from inside my head * I answered hesitantly What are you doing here? As I restlessly flail in my bed * I thought I told you to leave me alone My meds are meant to keep you away The voice turns to laughter and then says to me, there is no way to keep me at bay * What you don’t understand and refuse to admit Your control becomes mine when you sleep I, your subconscious - have a plan and agenda, and a limited time frame to keep * So just lay back and relax - I’ll let you know when I’m done Take a breath and relinquish your inhibitions Don’t worry, you won’t remember - it’ll be fun You should ignore any future premonitions * When the moon comes and peeks in your window The light shines on you - lost deep in dreams Nothing is at all what it looks like What you see isn’t always what it seems * But you’re wrong, I said, I always remember These dreams that I have when you come They are vivid and I relive them for hours They make me feel like I’m coming undone * The next thing I know I am awakening As the sun makes it’s way through the shade Remembering every event of my nightmare Reliving it - while wide awake
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Living On Borrowed Time
Lying in bed - under my silky smooth sheets The flashbacks of the day’s events - never skip a beat I take in 3 breaths, hold them - exhale and repeat Routines of relaxation, steps that help me to sleep * Gazing out of the window Singing songs to the moon Keeping an eye on the alarm clock Morning light comes too soon Beautiful dreamer is stuck in my head The melody and the moonlight - my imagination unsaid * Such peace floats around me In this twilight time of day Where dreams and reality Mingle together to play When the starlight comes calling Slumber must wait for the sun In the dead of the night There is so much to be done * To disappear in a moment A dreamlike fantasy Is worth more than the slumber Beautiful -whimsically Easing the fear of tomorrow Defying gravity Waking tired, yet rested - in time borrowed, not free
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Baby Shark Meets The Man In The Moon
Karens underwear are twisted tight She’s seems pretty mad at me I guess I pissed her off again While I was fast asleep * What she doesn’t realize is When you wander in dreamlike states Your head floats around in a metaphoric cloud I didn’t mean to sling feces in her face * In my mind I was a monkey - showing my utmost disapproval Of the grub they offered to me on that plate So when I flung my chunky monkey toward the cage they locked me in - Only then did I recognize it was her face * The moon sure has had a grip on me Last night I dreamt, I was the ocean Getting pushed and pulled in every direction Like I’d been drinking Neal Armstrongs - magic potion * Waving hello and goodbye to the shore, then stealing away all it’s sand A true give and take or I’ll drown you - relationship Until, I fell out of bed * Being chased by an unruly school of fish Under the moon all alone in the dark I was embarrassed when the light revealed It was Graysons tiny pillow - baby shark * So if I must apologize Dear Karen, I truly hope that you understand I was under the spell of the man in the moon Playing tricks with my hourglass sand
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
1991
I miss that accent I miss those eyes I miss your gentle touch, and deep satisfied sighs * I miss your excitement That sweet sensation I miss when we were of a younger generation * I miss the banter And playful teasing I miss your touch and how you turned me on with ease * I missed the moment I missed because I didn’t want to think I was a little bit in love * So I never said it And ruin it all But I’m sure you feel it somewhere deep inside, each time I make that call * But that time has passed That ship has sailed I simply wanted to tell my secret, so you that you knew- as well * That- I’d do it all over Cause god - it was good knowing you
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Roy Rogers - Yippie Kia Yay
Im standing here on the stage And my notes are all blank I’ve tried to picture you naked But you all look better than me My heart is racing with excitement and I can hardly speak My god, it’s finally happened, you really DO just love me * Was it the spotlight or moonlight That tried to outshine my glow? Was it the river or rapper Thattried to out do my flow? Is this a dream that I’m dreaming or have I finally arrived- It’s hard to gauge what is real, with this excitement inside * I want to thank my mom for believing - I was worth more that I thought And my second grade teacher, for teaching me what she taught Thank you - to the judges at Vocal, for spotting my needle - in their haystack And the other writers who helped me improve, fixing what I lacked * I never thought it would happen, a challenge suited for me To finally stand here before you -due to my insomnity Look at that, it’s such a winner, that I am now making up words- I’m sure tomorrow Merriam will be asking - if they can define what they heard * Wait, is that the music? But, I have more people to thank This full moon, insomnia bit Really juiced up my tank A shepherds hook, really… Do they still use those things? Was that mace, Are you kidding? Man, that really makes my eyes sting * Hey! Thank you, Bruce Willis, that damp rag made it all better And thanks for Die Hard, it sure brings Christmas together And one more thing, if I may, before they take me away One of favorite lines was -yippy ki-yay So here’s to you, dear sweet -Roy Rogers Are you tucking me in? I love how you pulled that blanket up under my chin * Nighty night - wait a minute Am I back in my room? Oh, I see what you did there, you clever man in the moon Your playing your favorite-seasonal games With that full moon intensity Making me feel insane That’s ok, I think I’ll hold on to these particular dreams And write them all down - here for vocal to read
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
An Acrostic Poem, Or Sleepless Hallucinations
Along came a spider bigger than a groundhog Certainly, I imagined that it must be my dog Rover usually slept in, but today it was different Over sleeping was new, sleeplessness makes me belligerent Several nights in a row, we didn’t sleep much at all Thanks to some melatonin, we ran into it wall I cannot believe we finally were able to sleep Congratulations to us, we made friends with those sheep ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I read an acrostic poem by Keila Aartila, encouraged by Thaiven Yliaster
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
