Like raindrops cutting light,
splitting rainbows onto wheat.
This beautiful, beautiful plight,
her love snow on the daisies.
Her storms bless the land,
sweet water cherishing life.
Her grace everlasting,
my love running rife.
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 10:24 PM UTC
The clock ticks.
Arms snapping like twigs.
Like plastic.
I can’t bear to watch.
Medicine.
Three times a day.
Faces.
You rot in your bed.
The needle.
Tears a hole.
The tube.
Down your throat.
Sep 1, 2025
Sep 1, 2025 at 3:33 PM UTC
A rock.
Looks out.
Waters flow and fade.
Fishes swim here and away.
Birds gather and cry.
Flowers bloom and die.
It envies.
Forever.
And ever.
And ever.
And ever.
And ever.
And ever.
And ever.
And ever.
Sep 1, 2025
Sep 1, 2025 at 3:32 PM UTC
I can’t write a poem today.
The sun is shining.
Glorious, warm rays of light.
It’s too bright.
Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 4:35 AM UTC
From my bedroom, I see.
Lovers.
Entangled. Sweet.
The sight
makes me sick.
Jul 27, 2025
Jul 27, 2025 at 10:26 PM UTC
The delicate flower.
Suffocating in the snow.
No birds to fill the silence.
no song, no sounds, it’s cold.
Where did all the other flowers go?
Jul 27, 2025
Jul 27, 2025 at 3:32 AM UTC