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elise-5
elise-5
American Concrete poetry.
At the other end of the line i'd hear you humming and when I'd point it out you'd apologize and you'd let silence create a void.  You'd tell me to speak or hang up but all I wanted to say is that I didn't want you to stop and I never wanted you to apologize.  I was always calm with you on the line, even in our silence. I miss your hymns. Why did you stop calling?
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 7:20 PM UTC
Dial Tones
She was fire. She was the ache in my bones.
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Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 2:15 AM UTC
Untitled
When this week is finally over my bones will crack under the pressure of your gaze it feels i've been waiting my whole life for this, for you i'm not sure my heart will survive the overwhelming joy i want to hold onto this night forever, my sleep i've lost over you the moments are passing so fast and so slow your voice ringing in my ears our laughter always in sync my god i can't wait another day.
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Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 5:23 AM UTC
Untitled
With my ear resting on your chest I tried so hard to synchronize my heart with yours But your heart made such a beautiful sound I could not get mine to calm the **** down.
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Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 2:46 AM UTC
Untitled
I met you when the night was in your eyes it never seemed to leave, i noticed, only subside. I told you our love making was like the ocean tide coming up to shore but falling back and leaving droplets on sand like tears because even the ocean cries though the moon shines bright illuminating its present company at night. I watched you crumble as I grew to love you grasping at the empty air wishing that I could only be there to hold you up when your knees gave way and made you fall but even in my absence you knew I would be there to answer your call and you knew I had no intention of abandoning your side at all. I told my heart to beat faster for you, to grow stronger for you, to work longer for you. I taught myself to find comfort in the dark so that within your darkness I would again discover the beauty of light.  Maybe the ocean has a moon but my gravity has not kept me centered and the arrow on my compass only points to you and I know I should be walking but I've found myself running head first toward you: my moon, my ocean, my shore.
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Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 1:16 PM UTC
Swells
Sitting here, I keep telling myself it is time to go. Sitting here, I ask myself where I go from here. Sitting here. Still sitting. Stuck.
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
Untitled
*she insisted she was the moon, but i told her she was every star in the sky. she burned so bright in the darkness that consumed her.*
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Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 11:21 PM UTC
Black Leather Moonlight
If I can't find you in this lifetime, I'll find you in another. I'll wait for you forever, you'll always be my lover.
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 12:33 AM UTC
Untitled
My arms pull her close to my chest so that she can lay her head above my heart and listen to it beat like a ticking clock where she can keep time and remember she’s alive. Together we watch the headlights of cars line shadowed walls in the silence that is only broken by our synchronized breaths. I watch her eyelids fall like dying stars, with much more grace it takes my breath away, a vision not everyone is blessed to see, the moonlight’s glow on her dark hair has hypnotized me. How could I ever long to sleep?
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 12:40 PM UTC
Untitled
It's on the tip of my tongue, a chilling breeze whipping my face that lets me feel every ounce of blood in my veins. It's the feeling that I could jump and fall through the air when really I'd just hit the ground that my feet never found the courage to leave. It's the place hidden beneath the darkest part of my very soul that, when touched, makes me feel alive, no bleeding necessary, just breathing in, breathing out. It's standing on a broken sidewalk in the middle of a grey city, people rushing by, and my body is stationary, my legs molded to cement like weeds pushing through the cracks because when you think about it we are not just breathing in the air, we are breathing in the sky, constellations filling my lungs, I throw my head back and laugh them out again with joy. I'll take your hand and you'll take mine. Together we'll walk toward the sun until we make it to the end of the earth and grow ignorant to the passing of time.
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Mar 27, 2015
Mar 27, 2015 at 12:52 PM UTC
Millisecond