Lauren Michaels

Lauren Michaels Poems

This is Fact!
If a quadratic equation
With real coefficients
Has complex roots
...

A dichotomy
My skin, pale like my mother
...

We Are not used to the heat.
It weighs on us. Heavily.
Faces sheened in sweat.
And red with the slightest exertion.
...

Meek now, the night subsiding
We hunch our shoulders against the cold
And troop more than traipse home.
...

I found myself alone.
Feet aching, head spinning
Taking a moment to rest.
Suddenly and sadly
...

Cowards write poems.
Anyone with half a gram of merit.
Speaks.
...

7.

You were just a chubby bundle.
Just a shivering lump.
Of feather scratched skin.
Soft and peach wrinkled.
...

Oh please.
Take care of me.
Let me put aside
Resentment and Vitriol
...

The pre-morning dew.
Has seeped through our clothes
to the skin.
Aiming steadily towards
...

On the waves and the swells of an ocean
Of movement and irrepressible time,
We are carried, carried away.
And holding on,
...

I burst out of the stillness of sleep.
Pollute the night with a cacophony of sound.
My hard heartbeat roaring
My heavy chest heaving.
...

I've tasted disappointment before,
In fact I was raised
On a fairly stready diet of it.
With the occasional splash of humility
...

And if the frost makes the flower
Then it blooms unbidden
And spills out
All terrible colour
...

14.

Sun dappled faces move within
Illuminated streams of living in,
Summer out and winter in
yearly movement without, within.
...

I'd think it a sign from the gods I think
If I were a little bit less of a cynic.
Tonight something broke in the back of my mind
And in the noise of the shower I cried and
...

In autumn. The wind whipping
Dead leaves down a grey street.
Wondering if you could just walk
Backwards. Could this be undone.
...

The moon is perfect tonight.
A low golden slit
Obscured By shadow.
An eigth of itself
...

My motives are often questioned
Seems I'm not renowned
For my altruism.
...

So assess;
The things you know about you.
Find every flighty belief
and every niggling doubt.
...

20.

Five particularly stormy days.
As though to welcome me home.
Abandon calm
If you want to have hope
...

The Best Poem Of Lauren Michaels

An Education

This is Fact!
If a quadratic equation
With real coefficients
Has complex roots
They will come
In conjugate pairs.
Fact.
An enzyme is
A protein catalyst
A biological catalyst
Fact.

Hard and bare.
With none of the
Physicality of living.
Facts that teach us nothing
That tell us nothing.
Of where we're going
Where we've been.
How to battle the ever
Growing apathy tides.

So

I sat at my maths book
And cried tonight.
For forty minutes, I cried.
I want to be a wordsmith.
To take language and make it my own.
To fill my head with free
Flowing thought.
With unchecked hopeful adlib.
And it breaks my heart.
To curdle it
With facts.

Lauren Michaels Comments

p.a. noushad 15 December 2008

ever enchanting wings of poetry

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