You left me with my headphones
So I wouldn’t hear you snore
You left me with my hands folded
Standing at the door
You left me with my butterscotch
That was wrapped in plastic squares
You left me with my favorite socks
The ones with matching pairs
You left me with my dignity
But, left me hollow to the core
Still, I had to set you free
So you could spread your wings and soar
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 11:37 PM UTC
The ocean makes it's music.
The sound of the waves crashing on the shore
The wind makes its dance
The whispers and the roars
Together the symphony
Is such a lure
The ocean flirts with the shore
Rushing over the sand and then retreating
While waves are spreading rumors
Further down the beach.
It makes my heart ache
Long for something
I am forever missing.
Some part of me that is older
Than mere years.
Ancient and surreal
Inherent in my genes
The call of the sea
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 7:05 PM UTC
-Subtle hints glaring in the night
Lighting up the dark
A matchstick spark
Ignite
How did we get this far
There is a definite fault in our stars
This one hurts
This one is going to leave a scar
A beautiful disaster
We lay in our bed
Miles apart
lies in my head
Filling me with doubt
Do you really think I was ever going to believe you?
Figure you out
Into the void I yell, scream and I shout
Still you smugly dance about
Telling me I didn’t hear the words that just came out of your mouth
I am the one with the sickness
I am the one here to bear witness
It’s always my fault
If anything you should be the one to throw me out
God we need help
Did forever really mean never
I thought we’d always be together
In the end it’s for the better
Subtle hints
Stormy weather
I’m on my own and I’ve never felt better
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 6:48 PM UTC
Bravely
Honorably
Courageously
These men and women have fought for our freedoms
Fought for us
Gave us their word that we could trust
In their Fidelity, integrity, duty and service
They pushed past being nervous
Found a true purpose protecting our freedom
Protecting our rights
Protecting our land so we can sleep soundly at night
They do it so you and I don’t have to fight
They kick *** before turning out the lights
A true soldier strives to be a leader
A guardian, a brother,sister, a silent servant and believer
Wearing the weight of the Stars and Stripes on their shoulders
The weight Of and entire nation like giant boulders
They do it because freedom is never free It is not a gift
It’s paid for by hard Work, determination and grit
Blood sweat and tears
A true soldier doesn’t do it for the cheers or applause
They do it for the person next to them and the sanctity of the cause
Well, the world moves on,
Unaware of the cost
A soldier stands in the gap For the ground won or lost
Their name not up in lights
Just a pack and a creed
A true soldier Is the foundation every free nation needs
From the depths of history to the light of day
Thank a soldier and show them you are grateful every single day
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 6:38 PM UTC
Beautiful face soft spirit-yielding Grace
ἐπιεικής a smooth gentle relaxing Lace
Just, fair, patient, in moderation Strong
A spirit of a law keeps us from Wrong-
"Let your Gentleness be Known to All"
Melt the tight adherence--slip and Fall-
Small minds fight the size of my Spirit
Be humane while Rules in others Split,
Wear a gentleness well quiet Authority
You don't need to win to be right & Be
Swell to large rather not than Constrict
As if a well of justice, smiled & Licked-
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 3:10 AM UTC
Dressed to impress
And feel great about my dress
Little black mini
Hitting mid thigh
Black stiletto heels
My legs here to Eternity
Hair swept up
My nape vunerable
Perfect makeup
Scarlet swipe of lipstick
**** kitten
I stretch luxioursly
I walk towards you
Through the rooms
Feline stalking
You pause, glass in midair
Wacthing me
Watching you
Would you rather stay in?
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 2:21 AM UTC
I went to a gun range once
With 6 men
I had never fired a gun before
2 were helping me
While the other men
Were handing me guns to try
One rifle knocked me to the ground
Left a dark bruise
On my shoulder
The men laughed
The handgun I preferred
Kept getting jammed
I wonder now if I was firing too fast
It jammed for the last time
And….
I turned to Kent and Jim
With the gun pointed up
Close to my ear
My finger still on the trigger
It fired again
Cutting through
My hair
The bullet
Cut a path
Through the canopy overhead
Kent ****** my hand down
While he removed the gun
Dead silence
Then everyone yelled at once
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 11:46 AM UTC
I am not allowed to say the the word "Gay"
If I do my mom gives me that look
and I get sent upstairs.
When I was tweleve
I had my first girl crush
It lasted a year.
And I thought we were friends
untill she called me a slur
That I didn't really understand
but it hurt more than I am willing to admit
It became my nickname
Whispered behind my back, only inches away
When I told my mom
she said
"If the shoe fits, and I don't understand why it bothers you, it's just a bundle of sticks"
I didn't tell her again
but she knew what the slur ment
After all she had used it herself
I ran away from my identity for awhile after that
Until the 21 of November the year I turned 13
I had ran away from home
at 4 in the morning.
I left a note that in hindsight didn't say "I love you" once
I hitchhiked into the city
The man that drove me
was celebrating his birthday soon
He was 62
And had kind eyes
He talked about his wife the whole time
And when he dropped me of he told me to be safe.
He was 2 hours late to work that day
I wandered for four hours
Having mini panic attacks
Untill a homeless man asked if I was okay
He had blue eyes and a pride flag down into his jacket
Thirty minutes later my dad found me at a bus stop
And had my brother drag me into the car.
there were strangers around
but no one helped except that homeless man
I think f that homeless man know
And wonder if he knows that he saved my life.
With his kind eyes
and the pride flag sown into his jacket
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 9:05 PM UTC
A fresh green leaf—
a simple little thing—
is a sign of life.
Looking closely,
I saw the whole universe
sit inside it.
It draws energy from a star,
not too close,
not too far.
The elements of nature:
carbon from the breathing air,
hydrogen and oxygen
for structure and life.
Water from the soil,
that falls from the clouds,
from an atmosphere
already present.
A simple leaf—
a perfect picture
of a connected universe.
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 8:54 PM UTC
Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace.
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go.
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living.
And the child born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, good and gay.
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 8:50 PM UTC