"Counting Heartbeats" poem by Abigail Alexis~

32 mins and counting,

Why did you mail me today,

was it vital to ask me this question,

Was there something you want me to say ?

Every day I try and forget you,

To bury your vioce in my head,

To snuff out pain and yerning,

to stomp it until it is dead,

But 36 mins and counting,

Your name burns a whole in my heart,

And though you say you dont miss me,

Once again, my worlds ripped apart,

48 mins I sat here, 

49 mins I cried,

...an hour ago you mailed me,

and still I am bleeding inside,

Does your heart keep track of the mins,

Since the time you last heard from me to,

Do you feel like a clock, that chimes with regret,

For love that counts heartbeats for you.

"Unmasked" poem by Abigail Alexis~

I thought you were a superman,
Who could see through mask and wall,
Someone to look up to,
A blessing to us all,

But your cape is kinda wrinkled,
And your suit has formed a tear,
Super powers have worn right off,
If ever they were there,

Now I see you, as you are,
A selfish , cowering fool,
Always doing as your told,
Yet thinking you're so cool,

You never stepping outside the box,
You're by others' chains,
Telling all that you're so smart,
Never using your own brains.

A cookie cutter copy,
Of what you're told to be,
Never helping those in need,
People who looked up, like me,

I thought you were a superman,
I wanted you to be,
But maybe when you let me down,
I found the superman in me.

"Empty Hearts" poem by Abigail Alexis~

Deceit can grow by accident,
Yet others seeded lies,
Planted on their lips,
They pray on meek, not wise, 

They rip apart the innocence,
As their shadows grow,
Twisting truths, breaking hearts,
Expanding as they go,

Like a sticky spider web,
Made of tar and glass,
Snaring weak, and wounding them,
As they try and pass,

It scrapes them from the inside,
Gutting them right out,
'Till there noting left to give,
All there insides, running out,

Empty hearts lay waiting,
To fill you with there lies,
They don't care for who they break,
Or count tears from your eyes.

"Opposites Attract" poem by Abigail Alexis~

You never understood me,
You could not see my rain,
My sunshine was your dark clouds,
My happiness your pain.

You, were like an oil spill,
I was like the sea,
We were close, but did not bond,
You killed the best of me.

Yet if I could relive the past,
Delete, record, re-play,
I know I'd keep the parts with you,
Reliving every day

"Renewal" poem by Abigail Alexis~

Another phase has passed,
Another curtain drawn,
Another me has set,
Another year is gone,

I don't know were I'm going,
But I do know were I've been,
I don't know what I'm seeking,
defining that again.

Last year was filled with wonders,
Last year was filled with pain,
Last year was filled with laughter,
With sunshine and rain.

Another me's emerging,
Another chapter's begun,
Breaking on this new years morning,
Rising with the new years sun.

"Mother's Ribbons" poem by Abigail Alexis~

~For my Mother who always did the best she knew how~

My mother was blissful, the day I was born,
and out of her hair, came the ribbon she'd worn,
Tied to a rattle, it stayed while I grew,
Looking so pretty, all silky, and new...

When I began walking, my mom sewed a dress,
and under the collar, in a bow, on the breast,
She attached that silk ribbon, no longer brand new,
But still my pride, all pretty and blue.

School days came, as I had grown tall,
I wanted my ribbon, but the dress was too small,
Mother lovingly snipped my ribbon, in two,
And attached each to it's own shoe.

To many new shoes, my ribbons I tied,
And then to my new bike, I was given to ride,
As I'd pedal faster, my ribbon would whirl,
tied to the handle bars, the blue silk would twirl.

College passed quickly..., and I met a boy,
Who's happiness was my every joy,
Before I knew it, I was his shy bride,
Wearing my ribbons, as I stood at his side.

When I became Mom, of not one, but two,
Twins opened their eyes, all silky and blue,
The love of a mother, two fold, had been passed,
And I knew, Mother's ribbons, in their souls... had been cast.

"Magical Magic Me" poem by Abigail Alexis~

Oh magic, magical me,
Unwind your golden tail,
Why must you hide away,
Unfurl your wondrous sail,
Dance on mystical oceans,
Walk on make believe seas,
Sail the dreams I wake for you,
Wake inside of me,
Open up my inner eyes,
Close those doors of doubt,
Spin for me a tale of tales,
Let your magic out,
Touch me with your fairy dust,
Douse from head to toe,
Lace me with your golden touch,
Let your magic flow,
Carry me so far away,
That I get lost in thee,
Weave for me a magical world,
Magical, magic me.

"Black and White" poem by Abigail Alexis~

Im not the smartest person,
I didnt go to school,

Maybe Im not stylish,
Maybe I'm not cool.

I cannot say I am rich,
Or beautiful, or wise,

maybe I don't hold respect,
In your parents eyes.

I know that I'm a dreamer,
and rarely dreams come true,

and maybe I'm not sensible,
and that seem strange to you.

I don't hold any status.
I don't have a degree.

I know your friends have teased you,
for even being seen with me.

But what if I was all these things,
What would that define?

Would that make me generous?
Would that make me kind?

Would you really love me more,
If I I could read or write?

If, instead of dreaming,
I only saw in black and white?

Would I be a better person?
Would it make me great?

Would it make you happier?
If numbers I could calculate?

If others thought me ravishing?
Or I held a PhD ?

Would I be more worthy?
Would it bring you dignity?

I do not know the answers,
only questions to ask you,

But I know that I am special,
...and that my love is special to.

"Fly Away With Me" poem and illustration by Abigail Alexis~

I saw this little bird,
who was sitting in a tree,
and I asked the little bird,
if he would fly away with me.

He said that we could fly away,
But that the year was late,
Yet in the spring, he'd come for me,
So by the window wait.

And so I waited patiently,
as the days passed by.
Grains sparkled on the distant hills,
and love bugs filled the sky.

Red and amber leave did fall,
Twirling past my face.
Chilly winds swept my hair,
as fall took summer's place,


Winter winds, did bight my nose,
as snow blew cold and fast.
Icicles began to melt,
as to, the winter passed,

Then on a wondrous day of spring,
when first buds start to bloom,
a little bird, landed on,
the window of my room.

And on his back,I flew away,
but if you ask me to,
on a sunny summer's day,
I will come back for you.