Marisa Eutsler Poems

She once flew through the sky
Soared past the big bright sun
Never thought of how she might die
All until she decided she was done.
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The song of a prisoned daughter
Is not a pound of a drum?
But the fast heartbeat out of fear
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The rain has come, my dear,
from light falls to darkness
the flowers looking to the sky.
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Where am i today?
my mind surfing waves
in a sea of questions.
Yet something in my chest
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They talked of Bravery and choice
Seeped out into the forbidden
I could hear the sadness in their voice
But I pretended as if it were hidden.
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Where I’m from is a place full of wonder and light.
From the streets of Paris in the day, to the ifle tower lit up at night. The gleaming faces around me.
From the trampoline as a child, to the garden and its glorious blooms. The sounds of birds chirping and singing their tunes.
From the letters in my books, to the astonishing pages with the unwanted endings. The graceful poets and there mending’s.
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Privacy invaded
Life spread out on the floor like carpet
Plots planned to destroy my youth
Loyal to not one promise made
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I lay in my bed
windows cracked and shattered
they wished I were dead
as they petered and pattered
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Those tears you cry are only salt and water mixed,
That pain you feel can be fixed,
The only remorse is those who are broken,
The things you say are words to be spoken,
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There once was a bird of all colors
She was the most beautiful sight.
They kept her in the cellars
Thinking it was right.
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