2 Poems

So will watching the ending of Carousel today, I was inspired to write on my own, no found poetry. I wrote 2 small poems that are both about the same thing, and I suppose flow together well, but I prefer them separate.

The Heart: A Nautical Show

I only think about it,
when the stars allow me,
and the weather-
written all over walls.

This isn't right.

This poem is a response to a poem I wrote about a year ago now, and I remember it quite well. It's still the same topic, and it even references the poem.

Spring (Year Two)

When I have to
write it all out,
the moon comes to
reassure me,
though I'm not sure
the words mean a thing now.