meOr QUOTES

1 " I think about this, not like someone thinking, but like someone breathing,
And I look at flowers and I smile...
I don’t know if they understand me
Or if I understand them,
But I know the truth is in them and in me
And in our common divinity
Of letting ourselves go and live on the Earth
And carrying us in our arms through the contented Seasons
And letting the wind sing us to sleep
And not have dreams in our sleep. "

― Alberto Caeiro

2 " indelible waitingl'art poetique" ..I will wait for the night to chase me..." I sit on a rock and watch children playingin the park belowThey don't see meOr know my thoughtsOr that you haven't calledBut I forgive them their indifference todayAbove me a crow cawsPerhaps he smells the crumbs on my dressOr my angerBut he flits away over the treesProbably has a homeProbably has a wifeProbably knew to callThe children leaveThe coffee in my can turns coldThe wind nips at meSome street lights flicker onBut I won't moveNot yetI will wait for the night to chase meBack where I came fromUp the empty streetTo a quiet house "

3 " I sit on a rock and watch children playing
in the park below
They don't see me
Or know my thoughts
Or that you haven't called
But I forgive them their indifference today
Above me a crow caws
Perhaps he smells the crumbs on my dress
Or my anger
But he flits away over the trees
Probably has a home
Probably has a wife
Probably knew to call
The children leave
The coffee in my can turns cold
The wind nips at me
Some street lights flicker on
But I won't move
Not yet
I will wait for the night to chase me
Back where I came from
Up the empty street
To a quiet house "

― , Years: a book of tiny poetry

4 " Am I making something worth while?
I’m not sure.
I write and I sing and I hear words from time to time about my life and choices making ways, into other lives, other hearts,
but am I making something worth while?
I’m not sure.

There was a boy last night who I never spoke to because I was too drunk and still shy, but mostly lonely, and I couldn’t find anything lightly to say,
so I simply walked away
but still wondered what he did with his life
because he didn’t even speak to me
or look at me
but still made me wonder who he was
and I walked away asking
Am I making something worth while?
I am not sure.

I am a complicated person with a simple life
and I am the reason for everything that ever happened to me. "

― Charlotte Eriksson , Another Vagabond Lost To Love: Berlin Stories on Leaving & Arriving

5 " Do the lovers know
that when they whisper these poems
they are commemorating our love?
Do they ever think of you and me
or only of themselves?
Do they know that I once found
a strand of your hair
and wore it around my neck
like a necklace?
That I kiss your hands
more than I kiss your lips?
Do they realise that our love
and their love
are drops in the universe’s ocean of love
and that without any of these drops,
the ocean would be
less? "

― Kamand Kojouri

6 " what is
more beautiful

tears, in someone’s eyes
for me
or in my eyes
for them. "

― Sanober Khan , A touch, a tear, a tempest

7 " Oh that's right
Keep away from me Please give me a push
Don't let me understand you Don't realise me
Or we might tumble together
Depersonalized
Identical
Into the terrific Nirvana
Me you --- you --- me "

― Mina Loy , The Lost Lunar Baedeker: Poems of Mina Loy

8 " I will miss
my chest exploding
you coming home late
not turning on the light
always waking me up

I will miss
the sudden burst of safety
when you look at me
or hold my hand
or say something like
”let’s go home”

I will miss
the years I lost
on something or someone.
The pieces didn’t fit, shaped wrong
the timing slightly off.

I loved you like I always will. "

― Charlotte Eriksson

9 " Dear Mommy
I’m doing really good,
I get all A’s in school
And I don’t cry at bedtime anymore,
Though my new mom said I could.
I remember how much you hate tears,
You slapped them out of me
To make me strong,
I think it worked.
I learned to use a microscope
And my hair grew two inches.
It’s pretty, just like yours.
I’m not allowed to clean the house,
Only my own room,
Isn’t that a funny rule?
You say kids are so much trouble
Getting born, they better pay it back.
I’m not supposed to take care
Of the other kids, only me, I sort of like it.
I still get the hole in my stomach
When I do something wrong,
I have a saying on my mirror
“Kids make mistakes, It’s OK,”
I read it every day,
Sometimes I even believe it.
I wonder if you ever think of me
Or if you’re glad the troublemaker’s gone,
I never want to see you again.
I love you, Mommy. "

― , Will I Ever Be Good Enough? Healing the Daughters of Narcissistic Mothers

10 " Tell me you’ve seen the world.
Now, you’ve come back home
Tell me you’ve carried me with you,
That you’ve held me close.
Tell me you’ve missed me
Or that I’m not crazy for waiting cause
Of all the butterflies that chose to stay,
I’m in love with the one that got away "

― Laura Miller , Butterfly Weeds (Butterfly Weeds, #1)