Owen_inside - Hello Poetry

Do you remember that time where you were late and I was nervous? The time where you couldn’t leave it 2 days and I made a playlist “drive with summer girl” When all we did was let our chests let us know what’s best and the world seemed to fall to the wayside like so many complications we refused at the door. When the only thing that stopped us was the turning of the sun and the expectations of a world not set on allowing the future that is ours. My plants have never been so well watered than the cups you left around my house, the knowing you were here, the reminder that not everything is measured. Everything is so yes but now in a pile of maybes that make my heart quiver in the mourning of the future that never has always been. Like so many poems at 4 AM to help you sleep, to satisfy the I love you in my soul, to hear the comfort in your voice, the “I’m crazy about you baby” in your eyes that leaves me heart and sleeve in a store just waiting for me to leave. Sarah said “In my dreams, you spin around me so fast I wake up dizzy” It’s a shame we’re both so busy… Busy in the rooms with no seats and an I love you in every goodnight. Sarah said, “tell me 10 things that are true”. But I only need 1. That one thing is you.

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Apr 5, 2023

Apr 5, 2023 at 8:55 AM UTC

So you can sleep, So I can get through the day.

Do you remember that time where you were late and I was nervous? The time where you couldn’t leave it 2 days and I made a playlist “drive with summer girl” When all we did was let our chests let us know what’s best and the world seemed to fall to the wayside like so many complications we refused at the door. When the only thing that stopped us was the turning of the sun and the expectations of a world not set on allowing the future that is ours. My plants have never been so well watered than the cups you left around my house, the knowing you were here, the reminder that not everything is measured. Everything is so yes but now in a pile of maybes that make my heart quiver in the mourning of the future that never has always been. Like so many poems at 4 AM to help you sleep, to satisfy the I love you in my soul, to hear the comfort in your voice, the “I’m crazy about you baby” in your eyes that leaves me heart and sleeve in a store just waiting for me to leave. Sarah said “In my dreams, you spin around me so fast I wake up dizzy” It’s a shame we’re both so busy… Busy in the rooms with no seats and an I love you in every goodnight. Sarah said, “tell me 10 things that are true”. But I only need 1. That one thing is you.

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It's funny when you feel like you're holding hands but you know your arms would wrap the world to do so. When your kissing without touching lips, you feel the warmth when the only thing next to you is a memory. It’s funny how I melt in your eyes that I can't see and run my fingers through your hair if only the resemblance of the wind that surrounds you. It's funny that it feels so ineffably together apart. Sometimes the together aparts just to light flame so you know it's there. Not a lighthouse or a forest fire, not a comet or a firework. Something close. Something you hold and nurture. Something that’s right next to you, even though you can't touch it… not fully. Like a candle and wine. Something I can’t pull my eyes from. Something that isn’t more than it needs to be and covers me in goosebumps like the first time we kissed. It's funny how you can fall from such a distance that you never even left your home.

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Mar 13, 2023

Mar 13, 2023 at 7:32 PM UTC

Together Aparts

It's funny when you feel like you're holding hands but you know your arms would wrap the world to do so. When your kissing without touching lips, you feel the warmth when the only thing next to you is a memory. It’s funny how I melt in your eyes that I can't see and run my fingers through your hair if only the resemblance of the wind that surrounds you. It's funny that it feels so ineffably together apart. Sometimes the together aparts just to light flame so you know it's there. Not a lighthouse or a forest fire, not a comet or a firework. Something close. Something you hold and nurture. Something that’s right next to you, even though you can't touch it… not fully. Like a candle and wine. Something I can’t pull my eyes from. Something that isn’t more than it needs to be and covers me in goosebumps like the first time we kissed. It's funny how you can fall from such a distance that you never even left your home.

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Neon ******* and spiraling chests. Smokey vision of reflected collisions. A sauna of bodies, minds, and seductive jests. Sinking to the sky, opening my minds eye. I've never not always, forever seen, absently been, in the now that is here. A glow from above can only show, we are the clouds and the mist of the moon, swaying in trance to that which we hardly know. Because we have always been the now, never not always seen, consistently been, the yesterday that is tomorrow.

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Jan 27, 2020

Jan 27, 2020 at 9:31 PM UTC

Experiential Learning

Neon ******* and spiraling chests. Smokey vision of reflected collisions. A sauna of bodies, minds, and seductive jests. Sinking to the sky, opening my minds eye. I've never not always, forever seen, absently been, in the now that is here. A glow from above can only show, we are the clouds and the mist of the moon, swaying in trance to that which we hardly know. Because we have always been the now, never not always seen, consistently been, the yesterday that is tomorrow.

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You make me want to be a better person. Not just for you, but for me. We are worth it.

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Jan 27, 2020

Jan 27, 2020 at 9:18 PM UTC

In Space

You make me want to be a better person. Not just for you, but for me. We are worth it.

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4 years. We did it. 4 years. I did it. 13 years. I am not what they said I was.

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Nov 25, 2019

Nov 25, 2019 at 6:49 AM UTC

Day by Day

4 years. We did it. 4 years. I did it. 13 years. I am not what they said I was.

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When I was young, I could fly. From thought to wish to dream to the sky. When I was becoming, I could think. I thought I'd thought that they were thinking, that I was simply thoughtless. When I was discovering, I could feel. I could feel the feelings of earth of mind of soul, those feelings connected though fingertips and goosebumps. When I fell, I couldn't see. I could not see that they could see that I was blind, the view is up when you are down. When I was climbing, I grew strong. Could see the bumps in the road, the connections, the grips, the traps, the full scale of the map. Then I saw it. Not far now. Just another corner, my branches are full of colour and life. I can see the flowers ready to bloom. Spring is coming, and I am too.

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Sep 29, 2019

Sep 29, 2019 at 7:00 AM UTC

Spring.

When I was young, I could fly. From thought to wish to dream to the sky. When I was becoming, I could think. I thought I'd thought that they were thinking, that I was simply thoughtless. When I was discovering, I could feel. I could feel the feelings of earth of mind of soul, those feelings connected though fingertips and goosebumps. When I fell, I couldn't see. I could not see that they could see that I was blind, the view is up when you are down. When I was climbing, I grew strong. Could see the bumps in the road, the connections, the grips, the traps, the full scale of the map. Then I saw it. Not far now. Just another corner, my branches are full of colour and life. I can see the flowers ready to bloom. Spring is coming, and I am too.

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How do you know. How should I know. How do they know, and they do know. Forward or back. Leap or linger, Gift or a curse. Fear of falling.

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Sep 6, 2019

Sep 6, 2019 at 10:51 AM UTC

One day at a time.

How do you know. How should I know. How do they know, and they do know. Forward or back. Leap or linger, Gift or a curse. Fear of falling.

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Anger is not passion. Passion can make you angry. Anger can breed passion. But do not confuse the rose from its thorns. Do not let the horns of self gratification confuse you for value. Passion is as pure as a first kiss, as powerful as an earthquake radiating from the soul. Anger is as naive as a bullet in a gun and as weak as.. "I didnt mean to" Do not mistake anger for passion. Anger is not passion. You are not anger. You are passion.

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Aug 27, 2019

Aug 27, 2019 at 8:05 AM UTC

Do Not Be Confused

Anger is not passion. Passion can make you angry. Anger can breed passion. But do not confuse the rose from its thorns. Do not let the horns of self gratification confuse you for value. Passion is as pure as a first kiss, as powerful as an earthquake radiating from the soul. Anger is as naive as a bullet in a gun and as weak as.. "I didnt mean to" Do not mistake anger for passion. Anger is not passion. You are not anger. You are passion.

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Its odd. That bit where it looks like lonely But really its just human. That bit where "Oh you just need a girl" But really its just a yearning to be naked. Naked like prolonged eye contact. Naked like not talking just being. Naked like learning who you are. Naked like breathing on top of a mountain of social expectation. Its odd. They don't tell you about this bit. Being Human. Only being their human.

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Aug 23, 2019

Aug 23, 2019 at 8:31 PM UTC

Its Odd

Its odd. That bit where it looks like lonely But really its just human. That bit where "Oh you just need a girl" But really its just a yearning to be naked. Naked like prolonged eye contact. Naked like not talking just being. Naked like learning who you are. Naked like breathing on top of a mountain of social expectation. Its odd. They don't tell you about this bit. Being Human. Only being their human.

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Meaningful connection. 5 seconds for thought. Don't rush. 5 seconds for thought. Contemplate. 5 seconds for thought. Speak. Express. Connect from the soul. 5 seconds for thought. We are more than words.

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Jul 15, 2019

Jul 15, 2019 at 7:42 AM UTC

Breath.

Meaningful connection. 5 seconds for thought. Don't rush. 5 seconds for thought. Contemplate. 5 seconds for thought. Speak. Express. Connect from the soul. 5 seconds for thought. We are more than words.

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