honest opinions/constructive critisism desired..

Hi! I have written poetry since the age of 5 and am now 40.

My friends reccomended I post here to build my confidence and smooth out the 'rough lines' if you will..

I want to read my poetry in open forum, tho' suffer terribly from true stage fright!!

Maybe this will help me overcome my obstacles if indeed any of you deem my writings worthy..

These are three of my latest poems/writings, mostly unedited.
Feel free to edit, I need all the help I can get with only a 6th grade education.
(i do now have my ged and just a little college where/when i can afford.)
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WHERE ARE WE NOW.. (poem1)
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do i focus on you or myself??

i try focusing on 'us' and my vision is blurry.. hazy..

the only clarity i envision is
my hand
a phone
your face
a mirror

i was lost somewhere before you
now i am lost
somewhere near you

you are crimson~
deep and beautiful
i am coal~
this does not make me worthless~
i am beautiful in silky black and silver ash

you call me yours..

yet, how do i feel??
slipping through your silty fingers..

your hands
wonderful
masculine
grasping~
strong capable hands
grasping~
at dust~

i feel you and can easily read
your simple sweet thoughts
and depth of being~

you are glorious
i am glorious

your glory is shown through
confidence faith and love

mine~ through wind rain earth and fire

you~ through god and angels
me~ through elements and stars

you~ crimson transparent white
me~ grey in a black and white world

you fit well here
and everywhere~
i fit no~where
and well also..

i was born to that fate and element
it is the home of my birth
i suppose..

no~where
a place that travels far and often
seeking a nest to rest
always~ fairing well just before and at sunrise~~~

not so far from where you are
in the night and day
when i am happily lost
and writing our sad play~

have you ever??
kissed the rain
while you drank your own tears
dancing barefoot and naked
on a mountaintop
in the most violent of thunder and lightning storms

i doubt it very much.
yet i know you love me
and have cried in a field of drought
when the one you loved for years and years
loved you not
and the one you believe to be god
deafend himself to your words
and all his heavens and yours
became brass and crass and lost..

some, maybe more~ think me a fool
the sum of their thoughts
add nothing
subtract nothing
from nothing~

the world you were birthed in has
'HAPPY CHRISTMAS'
written on the door to spring

and i enjoy my visits often
while the summer storms of my origins
rage outside against your frosty panes

i run my fingers through your tinseled tree
and watch reflective lights dance
on homemade gingerbread men
with mistletoe wrapped
a little to snug
around their little red necks

eggnog is good when the rum is.
and new years has always been so very old to me.

come midnight~
if i awake~
i will kiss you
and feel the newness
briefly~
through your sweet
untainted crimson lips

i appreciate your love for me
in my lostness.

on valentines day
i will faithfully focus~ looking in
i will reach through nothing and something and everything
and touch you briefly with my love
that will seem to you an eternity~

because in your world
solidity exist and permanancy is attainable..

have you ever stood naked and angry
under a full moon
on a freezing winter night
with snow up to your genitals
and felt nothing??

i doubt it very much.
yet i know you forgive me
and love me
when i don't know why
i strike out and hate you and your god..

i know you love me holding nothing back or against me
for my crimes against your baser self
which provokes the hottest hell in me to burn you..
burn you.. bad..

and in the end i will bake you a pumpkin pie
from the one you carved on hallows eve.
(shall we plant or bake and eat the seeds??)
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i decided to only post one poem and wait for responses/reactions??(scared little girl look)