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Ravensknowledge
Ravensknowledge
31/Canada Star-gazer, traveller, and wordsmith ~ I've been writing poetry for twenty years and I'm glad to have found this community. Thanks for reading ❤
Will you love me still when my flesh has fallen to rot? Will you love me when decay has taken my form, and fed my flesh to a grave full of worms? Or should I slow the gangrenous bubbling of my skin? Will you love the ivory perfection of my bones, sweet one, so like the grasping branches of a dead tree...? Will you still lie by my side, our flesh rotting together, the roots of a tree twining through our ribcages? Will you still love me, love me dead?
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Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 3:58 PM UTC
Love Me Dead
I'll take my last kiss and pin it on the wall - light pink, tinged with red around the edges - never fading and it will stay there as long as the tack will hold, a darling memory
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Oct 11, 2020
Oct 11, 2020 at 5:38 PM UTC
My Last Kiss
I am star-crossed Star lost A child of the moon Drinking deep from a goblet of sweet wine How I miss you When the sun goes down You feral beast Of tooth and claw The sea beckons Waves pulsing And pounding The deep, the deep Silver Moon on the waters Reflect in your eyes Light up your thighs The earth Pulses Roots twining Around our ankles Our wrists Keeping us in this embrace
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Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 7:53 PM UTC
This Embrace
I sought the earth With trembling hands Raking My fingers Against black soil Deeper and deeper I dug with Urgency Aching and rusty I turn over Rock and bone
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Oct 5, 2020
Oct 5, 2020 at 3:36 PM UTC
I Sought the Earth
Dearest October, please be kind - already the leaves are flame-bright, and made fragile - I am the same: ready to fall to the earth decay and find rebirth among the twining roots Dearest October, please be kind - my leaves are changing hue and grown fragile in the season of change, ready to feed the hungry ground - fodder for the spring rot Dearest October, please be kind - my leaves are tearing away, plucked and pulled by each ardent breeze, My roots grow deep, bracing for the winter and the dark night of rest
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Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 11:27 PM UTC
Dearest October
Something wild Something calm Something rides for us at dawn Something stolen Something black A thing unsettling on the track Something feathered- Something flees- A thing corrupted A darkling beast A cry goes up A call for aid A loaded gun A sharpened blade Here we stand Arm to arm Where night is thick and blood is warm Though we may die We stand as one Against the night And what may come
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Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 10:59 PM UTC
What May Come
Gentle river Lick me clean Take my sins And slam them Against the rapids Wild river Grant me freedom Let me float Along your bank Let me sing with you Let me roar with you Until the birds call me home Rising river Rise with me Rise with me Rise with me
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Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 5:53 PM UTC
The River
One day I will be murdered And buried by The tender hands of my lover They will pour soil over my pale body While moonlight pours from the heavens They will bury me With moonstone and rubies Another gem of the raw earth The best treasures are always buried deep
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Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 5:50 PM UTC
One day I will be murdered
I died at my death And that was a shame My sun went to nova With no one to name I died at my death And that was a pain My song undersung And nothing to gain I died at my death You called out my name Weeping and broken But no one's to blame I died at my death I went to the grave What I spent of my duty My heart couldn't save I died at my death They put up a stone My flesh fall to rot Til there's nothing but bone
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Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 5:46 PM UTC
I Died at my Death
I think I will keep you on a shelf, bright among the books and knickknacks You sing a visual song, a parrot's lament, but you are too wild to let loose
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Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 11:18 AM UTC
The Souvenir