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liv-vastola
liv-vastola
Deep in a sunflower field Back stroking through the giant pedals Huge leafs soaking in the rays This is where I need to stay Toes slightly tapping the waters edge With ease nuzzling my feet into the warm, wet sand A hand pulling me into the unknowing sea Diving under the waves and realizing it was only me The coffee ring left behind from your favorite cup It sat there and I stared while I ate my Eggo waffles with Vermont maple syrup The stain affected my thoughts With you gone I’m still trying to connect those lost dots The view from our Adirondack chairs Looking at only the smallest river but the highest mountain With out you in that chair next to mine I’m trying to find that one to fill, but it takes so much time The blankets of yellow pedals caress my soul Laying on a warm and welcomed pillow of love The steams they read my face Leaving no room for my space
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 12:27 PM UTC
My Favorite Thoughts
Last night I had a dream A man was leaning over my body He whispered in my ear The words jumbled, hushed and foggy I couldn't really see him His voice is all I have left from his visit When I woke up I felt his soul hovering above my face I smiled and said, "Your secret is safe with me"
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Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 10:59 AM UTC
Communicating With Souls
The moments will fade The memories will drift from my aging mind The faces will only be remembered By the photographs we took the time to capture He could have come around to ****** me But I didn’t let him in so quickly There was only so much hate my body could handle The minutes dwindled and the sun was set The heart beat slowly, stopping The once warm turned cold Blackness That is all I saw Selected memories kept in storage Memories of my broken family We are all twisted in a way Mine was a curse with no potion to cure It wrapped around my insides A vine that Choked a blooming flower
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Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 3:21 PM UTC
Blooming Flower
Light two candles Melting Barely see
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 10:46 AM UTC
A Momentary Haiku Mind
This feeling that makes our throats close up and hearts hurt. Literally my heart has a pain that stabs it and punctures the aorta. The blood that once pumped every emotion though my body goes limp. A puppet with no master to guide the actions. No owner to light the way. My knees once went numb with an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion. Hands wrapped around my calves keeping them from sinking directly into the garden of memories, memories that I’ve buried. Flinging my body from one moment to the next hoping that I can breathe between kisses. Lips of strangers caught in naughty acts. Ripping my cloths and touching my hands. Pinning my body up against walls of Polaroid’s that you took. Not one but every photo. You were there to grasp your grip around my punctured heart. Poking your fingers in the holes that others left behind. You shed a tear and then let go of my heart. I stopped breathing, my blood overflowed my body filling every pore and clogging my eyes. Vision forever tainted. No more beating or thumping. No more laughs that skip a beat. I was ruled by love and it over took me. I lay down hoping someone will find my pieces, my clues that I left behind. I need to be restored. Body drowning. I was ruled. I was concurred.
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Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 11:11 PM UTC
Ruled By Love
The swivel, point, leap and cross of her feet on wooden floors. Bending backwards to break the fluid boring motions. Fingers clenching and opening to reenact a blossoming flower. Toes circling around her frozen foot and Shooting up high To touch the sky. Violins begin the piece with calming tones followed my soft piano keys. As the trombones and trumpets trickle in Her body leaps and lunges, Bringing her to the ground with one leg pointed and raised to the ceiling. Dance with me And then you’ll see. Reaching out her arms to touch the viewers in the front row. Stretching her feet out to gain momentum for her ****** forward. Her head almost sweeps the floor. Flutes take charge and she swings her hips, Only to create a **** whirlwind. She collapsed and held she shin. No one moved or made a sound. The hall fell silent. She spread her body out on the paneled ground. No sound left her lips. She flipped over her left shoulder and landed in a split. The crowd clapped vigorously, cheering. Her mother was in the front row crying. That girl I saw enchanted my dreams. The rolling of her body and the extension of her legs filled my thoughts. I wanted to be wrapped in her arms with mesh tool tangled between us. I wanted to learn every motion she knew and replicate it. Her eyes caught mine and she Said, won’t you please dance with me?
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Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 12:13 PM UTC
Dance With Me
It was the quietest moment. Silence fell upon me. My mind opened. So noiseless I could hear the clouds forming raindrops. Whispering conversations to small beings who won’t understand. Little bodies finding homes of comfort. Orbiting around this tree that doesn’t look real. Falling, falling, hands out and it’s still, caught. Autumn colors stain the once velvet green life form. The beauty in the changing season overwhelms me. Without change nothing will move. Without movement nothing will grow. Stop. Listen. Smile. Happiness has coated the nature of our world. It’s fall my friends and that alone is reason to smile.
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Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 10:29 PM UTC
Autumn Days