Do you always speak in poetry?
...
Steamy breath swirls in the
Stagnant air, my hair hangs
Dusty smudges itching
Under paper skin
...
No, I breathed
...
Eyes shut, eyes open
The words dance, I hear their
Ethereal whispers, muffled
By masks and heavy cloaks
...
I miss you.
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 4:30 PM UTC
Happy
She breathes
Face intertwined
In rosy smiles
She is a wallflower
On chalky rust brick
Clinging onto
Ignorance
Isn't it bliss?
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 5:19 PM UTC
Baby blue blur
The dolls eyes are wet
Darling, please
Trying, begging again
Gripping tight, letting go
But it haunts
Cries are like smoke
Nightmares never fade
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 4:49 PM UTC
Metal skeleton, pretty lights
Frozen breaths sit still
Circular motion, hazy nights
Silent minds sound a siren
Swooping lows, soaring highs
We've lost our balance again
Mechanic cogs, wailing cries
The fair ground is eternal
Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 2:19 PM UTC
His eyes cloudy grey
Storms clouds once, tired now
Breathes like sand bags
Heavy and damp
Slowly holding in a flood
Ragdoll in the wind
He falls, limp and lost
I hold- til sleep
Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 3:09 PM UTC
We cannot write silence.
The beats.
The pause.
The breath.
The way it aches
and persists
and begs that,
if only for a moment,
our consciousness is only a whisper.
our bodies,
our lips,
the air that passes through falling chests
and stillness.
A melody of emotion.
Sleeping in the quiet of a heartbeat skipped
a word lost to the wind.
The wickedness of reticence
Encapsulated in air and time.
The moment stretched too long.
Hesitation perpetuated in the grip of fingernails
pressed into palms.
We cannot write silence,
but we can try.
to find a way to immortalize emotion
to create space
in the ceaseless drone of words that speak and spin.
I cannot write silence. But I can write
tears and years
and the burn of long-stretched lies.
I can write goodbyes and hellos
And dozen ways to say
I love to hate you
Or
I hate to love you
and sometimes
I cannot tell the difference.
Silence.
The space I have upheld for myself.
I love to hate you
Heart.
I hate to love you too.
I cannot write silence.
But I know it.
and I have held it in my hand.
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 2:19 PM UTC
A mighty trophy
Polished so much
It's dull
Sparkles and shines
Suffocated
By wax wishes
Others rubbed on
Perfection
Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 4:58 PM UTC
Watching your smile
Listening to your
Shiny golden laugh
It's all yellow.
Wildflower meadows
Sunsets on beaches
Endless sunny days
The world melting
Like icecream in the heat
Sticky and sweet
Swimming in thick syrup
So tiring, just like
Painting a perfect grin
Sometimes,
I see the blue.
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 5:19 PM UTC
Flash.
A gleaming smile
Teeth made of pearls
Cold to the touch
I miss the warmth
That used to heat
Those lips, steel now
Metallic and bitter
An alien in armour
So thick it will
Resist my candle
Wax heart
I never said but
It won't melt on
It's own.
Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 7:05 PM UTC
Denial.
Slips like smooth ice
Into a delicate mind
Freezes over the wound
Numbs the pain
Til it's only dull and
You can forget
Everything that hurts,
Just for a moment
Let's play pretend
Paint a freezeframe
Of grey emotions
It feels better than
Red and blue.
May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 6:12 PM UTC