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anthony-casamassima
anthony-casamassima
38/M Writer & Lyricist linktr.ee/saxamassima
The words that were kept, "Us, always" ... There's nothing else left to recall. For months full of space, a veil on the face concealed t'was another on call. Two wheels and a half for "safety" ... Years spent evading the fault. Absorbing the shame, enabling blame, with never a spine or qualm. And when rupture came, t'was blinding ... A maze of excuses and walls. Unbeknownst to me, you dug at my feet while judgement was made with cabal. A cushion for crying or pining ... As the tears in my bed know of all. Each night that is wept, I'm left but to guess: was it e'er really "us" at all?
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Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 10:11 AM UTC
Just "Us"?
I don’t need you to be sure, I just need you to be real. Say it badly; say it scared or confused. But say it. There is no love in silence; only undue longing.
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Oct 5, 2025
Oct 5, 2025 at 9:59 PM UTC
An Ambivalent Heart
wing tips tie clips cufflinks every day sorry hon coffee run meetings on the way small favors life-savers rushing every day long drives sunrise emails on the way big-wigs pack of cigs problems every day retainment of ancients cuts are on the way clock ticks lock clicks pit stains every day late nights streetlights baby’s on the way
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May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 12:10 AM UTC
Parents Before Parenthood: 12
I took some time You knew at sight I knew we’d fight You crossed the line I’ve tried my best You’ve had a few I’ve paid the dues You’ve got the rest I’ll bear the weight You’ll bare the cost I’ll still be lost You’ll still be late I’m in our bed You’re overseas I’m in the weeds You’re on my head I grab the wheels You’re home at four I’m out the door You’re on my heels
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Mar 8, 2025
Mar 8, 2025 at 4:17 PM UTC
Parents Before Parenthood: 11
I am the ram and you are the moon, or at least that’s what we’re told. My footing stays precise, to help leap across large gaps or swiftly tackle obstacles, avoid a potential mudslide or traverse rocky waters. But now the tide is shifting, as your relentless core pulls my heart above the earth where I can see a haze of lush mountaintops, free from the uncertainty of life on the rocks. I’ve seen this magic before, but this time it looks too real.
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Dec 27, 2023
Dec 27, 2023 at 2:46 AM UTC
Horns Over Hooves
as you gracefully sway in the breeze, with a chill that simply brings us closer the way we're meant to be. The rivers can wait til you choose the time and let your hair down to glimmer and flow in the sun. The birds can hush and sleep soundly tonight in the warmth of your song that makes young ones dream. The bees have only the second best sweets compared to the scent of your hug on my arm. The stars won’t do on an evening like this when your eyes hold the shine of a dozen lives lived. My heart can stop and gasp in awe as your love tickles mine like a nuzzle or sneeze. And I can rest lightly in blissful glee with the thought of your lips pressed up next to my cheek.
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Nov 21, 2023
Nov 21, 2023 at 10:45 PM UTC
The flowers can watch
In these notes Are countless tales Of memories, tried & true But not a word From endless books Compares to me & you. The turn of phrase, Or so it goes, Says all begins anew I’ll be right here ’Til your last page And in the next one, too.
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Jul 26, 2023
Jul 26, 2023 at 6:00 PM UTC
The Library
There’s you, coming up to breathe for but a few heartbeats before returning to the deep, where there’s none other than those who belong. Oh, what a marvelous space, inverted space to be exact, to live and float while still retaining our right to drift, kick and scream to noone else but us. At several leagues I heard a sound that gave my neck a chill, but not the kind that makes one small, instead the kind that feeds gigantism in the icy north’s hadal spheres. From there, the rest seem lightyears off, and closely similar in kind and way, but as you rise at speeds that would give a man the bends, those waves will wash away the frightened guppy until only the brave and strong remain. It’s a long way down for sure, to those who couldn’t sense or feel that rush of bubbling need for fresh and clean sky in the lungs, so now theirs hold about a half dozen wet litres each, the poor fools. But what a sight it was to see, to watch the whitecap gleam above a newly capsized crew, and presently neath the sun and moon and stars at same time; to hear the truest form of life that came from both high and low; now that was worth a second look, or a third. And there was I, wading with my smallest green lure and bishaded buoy, and nothing else was.
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Jun 26, 2023
Jun 26, 2023 at 11:10 AM UTC
From the Depths, to You
is where it doesn’t feel intrusive day or night Someone loved will come along to lock the doors and close the light That simple laugh from out the porch will set me down to listen right And on arrival you’ll be there to touch my lips with pearly whites
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Apr 25, 2023
Apr 25, 2023 at 8:27 PM UTC
Home to Me
It’s been some years that we have grown To think of all that made our home The nights are worst, or so it goes Our ‘spring would be fifteen and nine If we had let them both survive The dogs would live with love divine We could’ve swam with massive fry Or sang again while we’re alone At home or through the telephone Basked beneath the wild skies To give a laugh and take surprise A hundred hearts, one day each year And two to hold our loved ones near Who knows what else would be, my dear Or might’ve been in place of fear And now I wait for something more Til death doth part our lives before The time has come, whence we’ll be sure It wasn’t worth a life less pure
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Jul 31, 2022
Jul 31, 2022 at 1:38 AM UTC
Dearest that I'd Ever Known,