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myra-harman
myra-harman
24/F Myra Harman resides in Northeast Pennsylvania. Current interests include but are not limited to writing, painting, dancing, traveling, music loving, and slaying hobgoblins in Dungeons and Dragons campaigns.
We met in an aquarium Next to sharks and jellyfish and rays We had only spoken for a few weeks But you were already latched into my brain And we strolled through the Electric City Your hand, and mine Einstein's theory of relativity Was the epitome of our time Rain poured, then it left And we were greeted by the sun And I didnt need to have my eyes open To see the rainbow that day When we collided inside of color We kissed inside of color
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Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 10:37 PM UTC
Rainbow
My love makes me feel valuable As if I'm the very last postal stamp for his bill payment that HAS to go out today. He knows my worth, He presses me to his lips, Keeps me in the thoughts of his home and all that is dear But instead of keeping me tucked inside the safety of a drawer He sends me into the world With his love, because love is the only thing we give that actually pays back And I will collect and accumulate and travel and eventually Come home.
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Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 10:25 PM UTC
Postal Stamp
Today your voice came into my mind And I felt the stormy blues But then I asked myself "What is the point in even missing you?" The reality is short and sweet Like your favorite peanut butter snacks That once took over my apartment's cabinet I'd save them, assured you would come back The reality is you won't. Even if you knocked on my door, Missing something faithful and true I know what I know just as much as you've known what you knew That you'd never admit your mistakes to your friends Highly influenced by their opinions Highly influenced by our differences And yet you spin the wheel, Manipulating their perspective Like I'm daft just because I'm in this process of transition God forbid you don't have some structure in your life, But even more so God forbid you have an ever-adapting and changing wife Because the reality is you won't find a partner who isn't transitioning Between growing to different levels A different person every decade She could be a business owner one year, then regress to a stay at home mom, having spit and crayon on her face every day Is this your fear? But what about the moments between, That are still, like calm water? You wont see growth but it's happening But I know you- you'll never stay to see Because stagnance is a red flag to you you'd rather chase the white foaming edge You'll never see the calming storm on the sea You'll never know your destination's end And I feel bad for you, In your infinite search Never content So If you couldn't accept me in my still moments When my world is asleep When my water is still When I'm in hibernation And preparing to bloom When you couldn't just love me despite my winter What's the point of missing you?
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Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 11:29 AM UTC
What's the point?
Today your voice came into my mind And I felt the stormy blues But then I asked myself "What is the point in even missing you?" The reality is short and sweet Like your favorite peanut butter snacks That once took over my apartment's cabinet I'd save them, assured you would come back The reality is you won't. Even if you knocked on my door, Missing something faithful and true I know what I know just as much as you've known what you knew That you'd never admit your mistakes to your friends Highly influenced by their opinions Highly influenced by our differences And yet you spin the wheel, Manipulating their perspective Like I'm daft just because I'm in this process of transition God forbid you don't have some structure in your life, But even more so God forbid you have an ever-adapting and changing wife Because the reality is you won't find a partner who isn't transitioning Between growing to different levels A different person every decade She could be a business owner one year, then regress to a stay at home mom, having spit and crayon on her face every day Is this your fear? But what about the moments between, That are still, like calm water? You wont see growth but it's happening But I know you- you'll never stay to see Because stagnance is a red flag to you you'd rather chase the white foaming edge You'll never see the calming storm on the sea You'll never know your destination's end And I feel bad for you, In your infinite search Never content So If you couldn't accept me in my still moments When my world is asleep When my water is still When I'm in hibernation And preparing to bloom When you couldn't just love me despite my winter What's the point of missing you?
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I tore our pictures down Like how a coyote bites off its own leg Trapped in dissolution I wasn't going to pretend it was all Okay Trapped in the crumbling skeleton The carcass of us, a victim of time Why did you let it go so far then? When it was already eating the flesh of mine? Instincts told me of your disapproval Instincts told me you were ashamed But tell me, former lover, Why did you smile, Every time I called your name?
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Dec 25, 2019
Dec 25, 2019 at 5:52 AM UTC
Torn pictures
You were in my dreams Now you're in all my nightmares **** abandonment
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Dec 25, 2019
Dec 25, 2019 at 5:43 AM UTC
Haiku (Abandonment)
Deleting old pictures, Scraping the bones From memories that sting When we were happy and didn't know That your feelings would change Like a switch to a light Like the seasons, or seconds Like day to night And I wanted to hold on, but I knew it when you chose flight Now I'm looking at my walls Deciding what to do next How can I move on, when you were the best? Your mind always wooed me, despite your chaotic and dark eyes You were Hades to my Persephone But you won't be back this winter's time Now 'Motion sickness' by Phoebe Bridgers Is playing on repeat The lyrics are heaven When my heart is taking Hell's heat I'm healing from this whiplash, What the hell happened? It was a waiting car wreck And I carelessly kept my seatbelt unfastened But Phoebe is keeping me company And her music is like a drug Distracting me from my enemies And keeping my heart numb I just thought you were the one.
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Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 2:56 PM UTC
Phoebe Bridgers
It wasn't a battle if wits It was two people observing The same structure, Differently Like an abstract blot chart You saw a web, but I saw a tree you saw getting caught, And I only saw growth Your heart was timid Like a shaking windmill to a hurricane My heart was ready to take oath Your projected manifestations Burned holes in my head Making me question My own worth instead It warped my reality Of the timelined events And now all I've known feels Twisted And its hard to look at the stars now, And not think of your eyes You have freckles inside your irises Constellations better than the sunrise Your shoulders were mountains I loved to climb Perhaps I climbed too high and was too exposed to the cold Contagious dialogues, Viruses for the soul And now I grieve as I Shake off the snow.
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Dec 22, 2019
Dec 22, 2019 at 10:15 PM UTC
Grieve
Our bittersweet glances Grew into a murderous silence My heart has never known sour, Never known such violence As you dropped the bomb, The nuclear tear Oh, my love- I was simply unaware Maybe it was pressure, But I never glanced at its gage I simply knew that I loved you and That it was enough to make your heart stay To know loving arms, When your world was a storming sea Despite my own adversities Like an earthquake it rattled, Like how diamonds need pressure in the rough No, it wasn't my love that wasn't enough
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Dec 22, 2019
Dec 22, 2019 at 11:00 AM UTC
Enough
Walking through a sunflower patch Reminds me of Van Gogh A starry eyed man who saw his world Painted in rich yellow And as often as I greet their petals, Mustard and gold, I can't help but wonder of this life So beautiful and bold And as I grasp these flowers in the palm of my hand I will also grasp this life
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Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 12:14 PM UTC
Sunflowers of Lakeland Orchard
So sick of seeing pictures of all the places I want to see with my own eyes I want to see redwood sequoias, gentle giants Utah mountains and pink African skies But of all the memories I swear to myself that I will make To feed the insatiable wanderlust of my soul I want to share all the sights with you Adventurous lover, And I know my heart will be whole
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Sep 17, 2019
Sep 17, 2019 at 12:22 PM UTC
Wanderlust