This is my day.


Carpe diem my love; this is my day.
Goodbye for now; I’ll see you another time.
I tried to tell you, things will be ok,
But if I said that now, I would be lying.


For things will never be quite ok, until I know your mind.
I wish you to be mine, maybe; if you like?
But that all depends on your thoughts of me.
Enlighten me as to what you see,
So I can open my eyes and believe.


Too scared to speak; I’m a geek.
Words fall easier from a pen,
Than from my mouth.  I’d like you to see,
But now I shall leave and miss you again.


I like this feeling; the strange unknowing.
I can lie to myself and say who knows?
She could think something nice about me.
She could be the one to set me free.


You’re beautiful, gorgeous, ****, wonderful,
Happy, sad, funky, cool and all together unusual;
Unique, unlike anybody else, enchanting, divine.
I worship at your altar and pray for you to be mine.


If you decide I am not good enough;
Just know you truly had my love.
I thank you for making my day amazing.
Goodbye, my Queen; do you want me to be your King?


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

As the winds grow stronger and the snow falls heavy,
as the oceans rise and pour over the levee,
as the sweltering heat makes us sleep in the day
and work in the night, I’ll take your hand and say:
Dance with me in the darkness, until the futile dawn;
sing while I play guitar, we don’t have long.
Read your poems to me while we have a little time;
we have no future, but we still have rhyme.
Let’s drink a toast, or two, to what might have been,
and what once was, before our time turned grim
Let’s plunder the pharmacy, or eat the magic mushroom;
don’t go into the night easy, but don’t rage at the moon.
Let’s savor all the moments, as our destiny arrives.
Let’s not waste another minute of our precious time alive.

Time and I like to race,
And the both of us won’t give in.
We wish to claim first place;
We both deny what’s not a win.

With my eye on the prize,
I try to beat my nemesis.
For it’s time I despise,
It is a thief with arrogance.

And for the longest time,
My rival was in the craved lead.
I now forbid his crime;
I have stolen his spot, indeed.

“How I do this?” you ask.
Well, it is the most simple thing.
Within each day I bask,
And in each small moment, I sing.

I don’t say “Next week I…”
And I don’t mention what has past.
I live for the day, though,
attempting just to make it last.

One day I will have won,
And I will claim my spot: first place.
I am who made time run,
All because I slowed down my pace.

It’s a dreary day, filled with dreary weather and dreary people.
I walk to class with the same thoughts in my head
The same pathways to go
Routine

I am sitting alone in the front corner, my same seat
No one to my right, no one behind me
I look out the window
I see the same tall buildings and the grey whirling clouds ready for rain

But then i see a vase of bright purple flowers

It’s on the corner of a balcony for an apartment.
They are reaching for the sky to receive the rain promised by these grey clouds

*that’s different

For what is past do not lament,
Yearn not for what is yet to be.
Learn to live now; in the moment
For it passes so fleetingly....

With each new day I am born anew
Into a world of opportunity.
There is no limit to what I can do
Nor to the potential within me!

So I sit here on the brink of my chance,
waiting for the right time to fall.
Somehow we knew at the first glance,
but we both truly knew nothing at all.
We seem to embrace opportunity from afar,
but I vow not to wait for the world to change me.
I will follow my own true star.
Who is it that chooses who to be?
No one wants to be the shadow of a man,
or to only leave mere footprints in the sand.
For the mark will be washed away with time,
along with the shadows that have robbed me blind.
It is time for me to take that leap.
I am tired of living life asleep.
For I know it is I who decides my own fate.
We control what we create.
Now my true star is shining bright,
so I will follow it into the night.