such is the beautiful company
of the meadow and mountain,
the radiating heat of sunlight
on my bare feet
shadows that never shout
nor ever despair
but all these burning moments
in autumn's turning colours,
I think how lovely
walking through the grass,
a day would feel with you
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2021
Jan 10, 2021 at 8:31 PM UTC
I will sit a little longer
with my hand pressed
between these pages,
white thoughts
and every moment passing,
look at the bluebird
bearing the beads of sunlight
God's granted
my soul will stir
[in you]
until I am dust
slipping off into the breeze
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 6, 2020
Jan 10, 2021
Jan 10, 2021 at 7:44 PM UTC
my sister—
your love was as soft
as the morning rain,
our conversations
too innocent not to be beautiful
and when we locked our arms
and pressed our ankles together
to walk through a river of puddles,
the world was right,
our dreams, tranquil and endless
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 7, 2020
Jan 10, 2021
Jan 10, 2021 at 10:52 AM UTC
it was a late summer evening
& here was the ocean
as ancient and measureless as our time
here was the dome aglow,
moon shadow on our faces
one shade closer to the colour
of the pulse between us
& here was such a night
I knew I'd love you
beyond this lifetime
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 8, 2020
Jan 10, 2021
Jan 10, 2021 at 10:48 AM UTC
I remember everything
between walls and doorways,
every picture hung on small nails,
every breath we took
shoulder to shoulder close
the echo of footsteps
heartbeats
quiet dances
the happy flowers in our hands
the labour and the leisure
of every day I've ever known
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2021
Jan 10, 2021 at 10:43 AM UTC
life has special meaning
and notes between music
it has deepness and mind
mystical translation
to the eye and ear
when we are [especially] silent
it moves us...
in wordless ways
beyond extensions
borders and walls
we quiver, arch and feel
lightness
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2021
Jan 10, 2021 at 10:36 AM UTC
everything sets at the window
like; drips of moon ink,
the lingered scent of a summer's day
the pleasure of a romantic moment
our smiles, wet with rain
the song of— time in the bottle
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 12, 2020
Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 1:54 PM UTC
what my mind approaches
what I tilt my head to
and my hands reach for—
all the beautiful things
preserved in their truth
spring in the flower,
the fall of the leaf,
the rays of summer
and white canvas winter
precious things I pause to notice
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 14, 2020
Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 1:52 PM UTC
for a moment, i can feel
the weight of your wings
between the palms of my hands
i can imagine the struggle
you've endured, yet still
sing your blue-bird song
and when you slip your feathers
through the strands of my hair
for a moment, i can feel
we are two small souls, connected
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 14, 2020
Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 3:40 AM UTC
our minds are mesmerized,
and our hearts pressed so close,
you can not slip a faint breath
between either beat in our chest
time pauses around us,
light dims itself in glory
and nothing else breathes
for fear of this will all
evaporate and never return again
PorcelainTears [Anna-Maria]
November 25, 2020
Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 3:37 AM UTC