Short Poems by Amanda Phillips
Warm honey
My heart in a basket
Carry it easy
Cover it
So it stays warm
The cold hurts
Don’t just leave it by the door
Take it inside
Before the bears come
They like the smell of honey
And it’s sweet for you now
Don’t let it crystallize
That means it was forgotten
Dark Circles
I don’t need kind words from you
Just a kind tone
A tone that says
I love you
Musical, perhaps.
A tone that says
Stay with me
Even though my words fail me
And the dark circles under your eyes
Say they still need me
Because I put them there
To mark you as mine
I would rather have to listen for the tone
Than feel your love
Storms
Rushing wind
Shades of grey
But I’m okay
With your hand touching mine
Not even holding
Just near
Rock
I heard you say
That you thought I was okay
But that must be play
Because I’m sure they told you my ways
How I spend the days
Rocking back and forth
Listening for my own thoughts
Waiting for silence
That never comes
They told me to leave you
And I said I never knew
How I could be that untrue
But that was before I knew to use
And now you must excuse
My rocking back and forth
I’m still listening
Because they are still there
With me always
I guess they’ll never go away
Those voices I hear say
That today is the day
To end my never-ending praise
Of my own quiet ways
So I’ll just be rocking
And listening for them
To speak to me again
How comforting
To know they’re there
