Crack open the windows
and invite Spring in;
Feel the kiss of the wind
tingling your skin,
feel the trees, like lungs, filling with air,
the dainty fingers of the breeze
stroking your hair.
She carries away all despair
along with all your darkest fears.
Embrace Spring.
Cherish Spring.
And every blessing she has
to offer
because Spring is the marvelous time
when the world
begins to bloom.
Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 10:40 PM UTC
I stay up late at night,
reflecting on the things
I have forgotten
to do.
Aug 9, 2013
Aug 9, 2013 at 11:11 AM UTC
I am,
I am,
I am
what lies between the folds of the bedsheet
that my mother washes every week.
I am a bundle, lost in between each and every
crevice of the sheet.
I grasp onto the loose folds
becoming one with the fresh, lemony scent of the
crisp white sheet.
I cling onto what's left of me.
Crumpled;
but your mother
straightens you out.
Aug 9, 2013
Aug 9, 2013 at 10:50 AM UTC
One, two, three, four, come and get me!
You betcha, I will.
She stared at her greenish, blue veins jolting through her pale porcelain wrists-
like ancient twisted tree roots;
growing,
growing from her fingertips down to her toes.
Reaching towards the heavens
and stretching down towards hell.
Or perhaps her veins were a lighting bolt electrifying her skin;
striking her wrists,
pulsing through her upper arms.
Five, six, seven, eight
She was one with the blood.
Flowing through her bloodstreams,
the universe inside of her.
nine, ten, eleven, twelve...
Shards of glass, like millions of angels coming to save her.
She picked one up.
Held it to her skin.
She crawled into the bathtub.
Watched the water turn red.
Gotcha!
Come inside girls, it's time for lunch!
She finally understood
who she was again.
Aug 9, 2013
Aug 9, 2013 at 10:44 AM UTC