I haven't written too many poems yet, but since becoming an English major my professors are encouraging me to give it a try. Here are two that I wrote..

The Day Since You've Gone
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When I wake in the morning
And the sun shines through the window
I look around and see your things
Untouched for a year.

By afternoon I'm busy with my day
I see children playing, I hear their laughter
I think of your laugh often
Unheard for a year.

By nightfall I'm exhausted
I pray a prayer of forgiveness
A prayer of gratitude
Unsaid for a year.

As I dream, I dream of you, I dream of me
An infant in her father's arms,
I see you there, I know you're there
Unseen for a year.

When I wake in the morning
And the sun shines through the window
I look around and see your things
Untouched for a year.

*I wrote this one on February 15, 2008 - exactly one year since my dad passed away
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Alone on Christmas
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I feel you here, as the snow flies by
The fire crackles and songs of Christmas fill my mind
I hear songs of love, songs of joy,
A song my heart once sang.
The same song you taught me.

The night goes on, the stars are lost
The music seems to echo in this empty house
The walls, once vivid and bright,
now seem as dull as the snow.
Why did you have to leave?

The twinkle of the Christmas lights taunts me.
The glittering reminds me of you, your eyes.
So in love, so happy, so warm.
What did I do? What did I say?
It doesn't feel like Christmas anymore.

The fire is fading, the lights unplugged
Your pillow is cold, your hat no longer hanging
The music has stopped, leaving me alone
Christmas joy, Christmas cheer, Christmas sorrow this year.
It's just not Christmas without you here.

*I wrote this one early December 2007. I was going through a break-up after a two year long relationship

Thankyou for sharing. The second doesn't quite flow for me personally (I can't write to save myself, so I probably have no right to comment ) but your first one is lovely. I'm sorry about your dad's death - the first anniversary is, I think, always very hard.

Thanks!

The second was one of the first poems I ever wrote, and I totally know what you mean about it not flowing very well. I wanted to post it as-is though, the way I wrote it. I had to fight with myself to not change it.

I saw your drawings in another post - I really liked them! They're definitely cute, and well drawn.

This is one aweosme poem. Nicely done