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Painful Reminiscence by Alisha Runyon

Posted: May 14, 2009 by lisha09 in Alisha

You remember her.

Sitting on her favorite section of the couch and watching her favorite soap operas.

You remember very vividly the theme songs of every show.

On snow white winter days she would tell you not to sit on the heater vent;

afraid you would burn the house down.

You often stop what you’re doing and realize how lost you might be if she were gone.

So to pass time you sat behind her on her flower pattern couch and braid her hair.

Hoping one day you’ll have the same beautiful curly locks.

As the cold seasons passed you remember watching her read her Bible,

wondering if anyone could possibly have read it more than she.

You’re not very sure what would happen if she were to just leave all of the sudden, then you have to

block out those thoughts for fear they’ll taint your dreams.

Then you wake up from a dream you wish was reality.

That’s when you realize that you need to stop living in the past and let everything be as it should.

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Painful Reminiscence by Alisha Runyon

Posted: May 14, 2009 by lisha09 in Alisha

You remember her.

Sitting on her favorite section of the couch and watching her favorite soap operas.

You remember very vividly the theme songs of every show.

On snow white winter days she would tell you not to sit on the heater vent;

afraid you would burn the house down.

You often stop what you’re doing and realize how lost you might be if she were gone.

So to pass time you sat behind her on her flower pattern couch and braid her hair.

Hoping one day you’ll have the same beautiful curly locks.

As the cold seasons passed you remember watching her read her Bible,

wondering if anyone could possibly have read it more than she.

You’re not very sure what would happen if she were to just leave all of the sudden, then you have to

block out those thoughts for fear they’ll taint your dreams.

Then you wake up from a dream you wish was reality.

That’s when you realize that you need to stop living in the past and let everything be as it should.

Adventure to Where I Live by Alisha Runyon

Posted: May 13, 2009 by lisha09 in Alisha

You will find yourself at the edge of a town that would put you in the mind of a can of sardines: so many buildings, most of them built way back when.

Coming out of that town and across the suspended roads, through the mountains that seem to hug you with their closeness.

It’s much more comfortable than this small town. Very quiet. Cars passing my window almost every second of every day, but never any disturbances.

The wood and rope fence sorrounding my yard and my dad’s almost-antique trucks. Follow the gravel path to the steps of my porch.

Enjoy the adventure to where I live.

I Belong to Me by Alisha Runyon

Posted: May 8, 2009 by lisha09 in Alisha

Given a rose to match the color of my cheeks,

At your best attempts to strengthen my smile.

But I tore the petals off, one by one,

And looked at you from down the aisle.

You stared at me in disbelief,

As though you didn’t even know me.

But you saw what I wanted you to see.

I was fake no more. At that moment, I was free.

Free from a choice that would decide the rest of my life.

Then it was no longer spelled out for me.

I was my own.

I then belonged to me.

Maybe I was ready to take my life head-on,

Enjoy what I can for the rest of my days. Maybe love is what I need.

But why would I want something to keep me so bound?

Bound with ropes and losing dignity.

Why can’t you just see what’s right in front of you?

Instead of making me feel so inferior.

Cutting me down with every chance given.

So I did what I did to show you the real me.

And for you to realize that I’m not just a material;

Not something to be taken for granted.

I am my own and I will always belong to me.