you and I

so different
you and I
I the low, and you
the high tide
your edges are soft
mine
are jagged and weathered

your way
draws them in
moths to your
inner flame
your smile
their window

my way
my manipulation
of words
shocks them
with what I can form



© 2008 by Danielle Romanick

shades of red

and so
i grab a pen
hold it tight- purpose coursing through my fingers
and I write litanies on my wall
rationalizations in vermillion
excuses in crimson
justifications in carmine
reasons
why i hate
and love
and wake
in a cold sweat

i've never been one
for shades of red




© 2008 by Danielle Romanick

Lyrics to "I'm"

Your voice
crosses the distance
crossing miles
crossing loneliness
off of the list
of things
I'd rather not discuss
like us

I'm fine now
I'll be okay
I've lived through
the fear of
living
without you one day

and I'm fine
and I'm near
being through
saying I love you
a thousand times
just so you can hear

if you can't see
that baby you mean the world to me
by now
somehow
then let's call a truce
cause its no use
yea, let's call a truce
we're no use
for love

at the end of the story
in movie montage glory
i want the true kind
the blue kind
the passion big and unfurled
i want the guy
who wants to be the guy
that gets the girl

And I'm fine
and I'm finally happy
with me
and I'll be
the belle of my own ball
if you won't dance with me

your voice
cannot cross me
and I've added this
to that list
of things I won't discuss
like us

used to be

there used to be a time
when he answered her calls
like breathing
his only connection
to the world of the living
there used to be a time
when he
was only for her
and innocence and love shrouded them
when times were never easy
but at the thin end of the line
felt
right
there used to be a time
when she knew
who to love
and
which way
was up



© 2008 by Danielle Romanick

nyc

rainy new york mornings
buildings fade into invisibility
long fingers reaching into the fog
grasping infinity




© 2008 by Danielle Romanick

twisted

there is little joy left
in the idea of you
so little remains
for me to cling to
i read you
like an open book
all summed up
just one look
your inner monologue
alights your face
your case of imaginary characters
gone to waste




© 2008 by Danielle Romanick

dissapointment

I want to convey to you
dissapointment
like lead
sinking
towards my toes
or
a child
clad in hat and gloves
scarf wrapped tight
face
pressed against the window
not a snowflake in sight



© 2008 by Danielle Romanick

fable

that night
our fingers drew across the sky
images
how we wanted our future to be
constellations of us
the fable of you and me





© 2008 by Danielle Romanick

Happy New Year!

Around New Years, every year, I tend to look back over what has happened in my life, where I thought I was going, where I ended up, and where I go from here. I'm sure most people do. Then comes the point where people make their resolutions. I haven't made a resolution in years. I thought they were silly, and no one ever stuck to them anyway so what was the point? This year is different. This year I am making changes to my life, making resolutions and sticking to them.

I've realized that my writing dwindled down in the second half of 2007. That realization made me somewhat sad. This past year I've been able to just get back into writing after a 4 year hiatus I refer to as "college". It made me sad to think that it died down so quickly. So I resolved to post something twice a week. I know that doesn't sound like a lot - especially considering some of my blogger friends who rarely miss a day. But its a step for me. And I spend 3 hours of my day on trains - you'd think it would be no problem to write. But sometimes my mind just wants to take a nap and creativity is not an option. :)

I've also been told that with a new out look and a new optimism on the coming year - it may be a good idea to change the name of my blog. :) Not My Year was named in 2007 using a song by the Weepies. It was one of those songs that, listening to it, fits your life so accurately at that time - you swear some one is psychically making money off your brainwaves. But that was last year - the song (while still a favorite) does not exemplify 2008. So its time for a new title. No drum roll... I don't know what it's going to be yet. These things take a little time to figure out.

Thanks to everyone who keeps coming around to read my little words and who made this last year so fulfilling for me.

Happy New Year and Good Resolution-ing!