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SandraDee
I wouldn’t dream of making anyone wait Everyone! Proceed as you will!
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Feb 3, 2023
Feb 3, 2023 at 8:39 AM UTC
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the morning rolls in on women’s voices and bright empty landscapes they sing optimistically, don’t worry something new will grow here again yet I still can’t get out of bed or smile
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Feb 1, 2023
Feb 1, 2023 at 7:45 AM UTC
jarring contrast
I remember once years ago tripping on acid seeing things that weren’t there far away things easy distant realities then closer things intimate fictions then closer so close right in front of my face close as anything could be the last thing I saw nose to nose myself
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Jan 31, 2023
Jan 31, 2023 at 10:53 PM UTC
intimate fictions
I don’t know why I built my heart a house so many times out of cards I thought it was made of indestructible dreams or regenerating fates but he keeps dealing from the deck and I keep stacking in the wind storm of his love
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Jan 31, 2023
Jan 31, 2023 at 5:56 AM UTC
building materials
it strikes several time a day —the dread— carves me out like a soft squash my torso becomes a vast painful cavity the will to live stares morosely down, frayed wires of puppet strings snap about my head the soul holds me paralyzed over the void lest I throw myself in      it is not my time I don’t remember how the episode passes I just know that it does and I am free to move again mechanical and numb through the day at least, for a few more hours
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Jan 30, 2023
Jan 30, 2023 at 5:13 AM UTC
the dread
someday I will live on a water, it will love me I will spend my days discovering it’s mysteries spinning them into fantastic tales, cinematic grays of storm, kaleidoscope colors of dragonfly spring I will live in the cocoon of its beauty, in the folding space of beings from every world I will story the breath of pirouettes, the creation waves of slumber finding uncommon lives woven through fertile riparian fabrics   the water will know me as no human could it will absorb me into it’s rhythm I will disappear from causation cherished and protected the remainder of my days I, devoted witness and biographer to a landscape
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Jan 29, 2023
Jan 29, 2023 at 11:56 PM UTC
age of Virgo
it’s a testament to my spirit that I believe I won’t malign myself any longer for it, neither hold myself hostage to fantasy
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Jan 29, 2023
Jan 29, 2023 at 4:56 PM UTC
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