Tag: Poetry

For the Love of Fantasy

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For The Love of Fantasy by Valerie Parente

Nothing has ever made me feel more alive,
than turning a stream of consciousness into fantasy rhymes,
bringing to life dark fairytales that pull at heartstrings,
taking a subtle mood and honing the art of exaggerating.
The beautiful quality of fantasy and daydreamed worlds
is that nothing is literal, it’s all a hypothetical metaphor,
and just because I am the narrator of something literary
does not mean I’ve mistaken my story with reality.
I’m inspired by what’s in my psyche, not the world outside
creating scripts for daydreamers who don’t feel whole in real life.

– Valerie Parente (8-13-2020)

Still With Me

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Still With Me by Valerie Parente

I can’t believe its almost been a year
since I lost my ability to see the most important part of me,
the girl that gave me purpose
and reminded me that you can experience true love without the romance.
I love you Abby, and I still miss you terribly
but I know you will always exist within me,
just not in a way my five senses can perceive.

I love you, and I feel you every day
and I’ll never stop thanking you for the love you gave.
You were an angel here on earth, and now you get to be one infinitely,
I miss you sweet girl, but I know you’re where you’re meant to be.

– Valerie Parente (8-11-2020)

Cogs In This Machine

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Cogs In This Machine by Valerie Parente

The cogs in this machine
get stuck on repeat frequently
I understand the mechanics of my mind
and how it operates on rapid fire
but sometimes I need to be checked
because I have a tendency to forget
that it’s not normal to dwell and replay
and every now and then I need an update.
It’s gonna take a little grease
to loosen up my psyche,
so if you tell me its time for a cleanse
I’ll take your word and reflect.
It’s not easy for me but I’ll lend my trust
I’ll get down in the dirt and scrape the rust,
then when I get these OCD gears turning again
I’ll try to remember the importance of maintenance.

– Valerie Parente (8-10-2020)

Swift Relief

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Swift Relief by Valerie Parente

How beautiful
it is to see
another artist
blossoming
I feel her pain, and I admire her words
my mind feels heard, even though its her’s
and what a swift relief
when I detach from me
I finally feel free
as folklore speaks
another being’s story.
Its nice to feel haunted
by someone other than me
to feel a sense of sanity
through another’s humanity.

– Valerie Parente (8-9-2020)

On My Own

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On My Own by Valerie Parente

It’s been three months alone
trying to have adventures on my own
at the places we used to go
undoing every single milestone
’cause I’m single but not stone-cold
and I still get pretty emotional.

I’m making progress, but it’s slow
still learning how to cope
with this loss you called a hoax.
Lucky you, it was never official
but you know you still filled that role
created an illusion that felt whole.

In these past three months alone
I’ve found new ways to fill that hole
without relying on some hope
that a man could make me a home
because I’ve got home in my soul
and this ugly road made me feel beautiful.

– Valerie Parente (8-4-2020)

It’s About Time

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It’s About Time by Valerie Parente

Don’t put off the thing you’re ready for if it makes you nervous
because the only thing you’re doing is putting off progress.
If it goes bad now you know why and it won’t torment you anymore,
if it goes well you’ll be blessed with a brand new chapter.

– Valerie Parente (7-24-2020)