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fern
fern
a brain with a body that has struggled connecting with it's soul.
gravity presses upon all regardless of mass or weight but fluid dynamics applies a twisted spin which keeps us turning and turning only to find ourselves twisted spinning out of control burn me like sage so that my airs be cleansed smell me as mint so that my memory remain refreshed
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Oct 2, 2020
Oct 2, 2020 at 12:05 AM UTC
it twisted and spun
she wants me for her wants but needs me for nothing. a women empowered will only need her own. so want her for those wants and need her for nothing. or you will find yourself needing more than she can give.
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Sep 20, 2019
Sep 20, 2019 at 3:22 PM UTC
wants vs. needs
farewell to distance and foreign tongues fuel spent and money burned i have missed you dearly but you are westward bound i anticipate your arrival and watch for you as though you were my hurricane
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Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 12:15 PM UTC
day 10
the sun rose, days before September and colored the sky in pure pastels, shaded smooth, clean of imperfection. i dreamed these colors with you in my arms while the mist of crashing waves slightly glistened our sun kissed skin. i don't mind to dream these things i enjoy their thoughts but i don't want you to be a dream for me
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Aug 30, 2019
Aug 30, 2019 at 12:10 PM UTC
day 8
i can feel the ocean and how it keeps you from me; make me into water. so i may evaporate like mist in the august sun, rising high above our land, swiftly passing over the active Atlantic , to wherever it is you are. so i may form again above a Parisian sky and fall onto your comely lips and say "j'ai besoin de toi plus près que ça"
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Aug 25, 2019
Aug 25, 2019 at 1:39 PM UTC
day 3
the sun sets over London where the sky is clear and experiences are new. time has shifted, GMT +1. ahead of me, a future i'm patient to know. aglow in electric light you stood before me; ahead, a future i long to know.
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Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 10:35 PM UTC
day 1
i smell your breathe exhale. i inhale the mixture of airs. yours and mine; and hold this breathe as a memory. i feel your lips mark this statement with a clearly perfect cadence, one which i adore, as if god and time were in cahoots. "no more", "that's enough" i felt your lips speak words, without movement, which remain so foreign from your tongue. i smelled your precious air which has superseded my memory of memories. your eyes have become my ocean. your kiss has become my folly in water. i swim well and fear our earth but i say now, "more; always. never enough"
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Aug 19, 2019
Aug 19, 2019 at 2:02 AM UTC
no more, that's enough
when the sun rose with me the sky appeared and provided a certain kind of light illuminating in my mind those tender moments i hold so dearly you.
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Aug 9, 2019
Aug 9, 2019 at 1:09 PM UTC
you
words no longer serve me in expressing this fearful thing clearly my arms must dot the i's and my toes to cross the t's my eyes and light will guide me my mind will place my presence and show you the direction my heart decides to take i want to meet you there and have you feel my words; truly
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Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 9:20 AM UTC
jelmore
the home next to your families looks just like my grandmothers the sound of crashing waves the breeze of a cool atlantic and the sun kissing your skin it's easy to sleep with the sand at your feet and not be sure if this is just a dream
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Jul 11, 2019
Jul 11, 2019 at 9:00 AM UTC
beau rivage