SOMETHING IN THE AIR

***note: this is one of the poems I wrote in high school for our poetry portfolio...I am posting this and others from that time (almost a decade ago) in the hopes of (a) showing my progress, (b) filling up the space, and (c) likely eliciting a few laughs***


“There’s something in the air,” says she,
“A thing I can’t define.
I see the stars so brilliantly,
And yet they’ve lost their shine.

“There’s something in the air,” says she,
“A thing I do not like.
For though the sky is clear, I fear
That lightning soon may strike.

“There’s something in the air,” says she,
“A thing I truly fear.
For though my life is safe and sweet,
I feel a change is near.

“There’s something in the air,” says she,
“That makes my heart beat fast.
My eyes are on the future, yet
My heart is in the past.

“Oh, now I know what’s in the air,”
She tells the sleeping dove,
“For though it seems to be the night,
I’m mourning for lost love.”