natalie-suss
American
I wanted to make a witty and clever bio but then I realized that would be lame. / So hi, my name is Natalie and I'm not sure who I am or where my life is taking me. I try to just let things happen. Usually. / I go to Purchase College and I don't have a major yet. It's a scary thought. / I don't write often. I don't do much of anything, really. But anything I post on here is what I'm proud of or what I think or hope other people will enjoy. / I hope you enjoy my poetry thingamajigs. / Pip pip. / NS
*i couldn't quite
remember the last time it felt so right to be
tight in embrace until you
pulled away;
now all i do is try to forget*
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC
Amidst the deafening silence looms a voice,
Heard not once, until - boom - a voice.
From where does it escape? I remain unsure
for it is not clear. I cannot assume the voice.
I begin to search, search for something more
yet I am still here, and only me it consumes (the voice).
Why am I the prey of this carnivorous beast?
My skin cannot camouflage! It is a lampoon, the voice.
I search and rummage and hear ticking tocks
and pay a visit to my wishes, they vacuum the voice.
I remember watching a steady steam rise,
And her dark hair would frizz and bloom... her voice.
At the end of an isle stand a man and a woman,
Their fingers intertwined, glued by the groom's voice ---
I feel a tingle on my face form Reality's swift slap;
"Natalie, I've been calling you." I swoon. His voice.
May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
You will become a fantasy
where we never change and I can't help falling
in love with when I'm with you.
I was with you.
And now,
now nobody's home and I can't stop
It's too late
for goodbyes
so let me go love, don't leave me
waiting
I can wait forever because endings
are beginnings;
"Don't panic," you once said on the hill.
I'm on the hill.
And I panic.
Au revoir, you said.
Au revoir.
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 5:05 PM UTC
Another
drop of hope
runs past the bridge of my nose
but Lord knows it is destined
to drown with the rest.
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 1:49 AM UTC
the mild aroma
of roses tickled her nose---
God bless you.
Jan 27, 2013
Jan 27, 2013 at 1:33 PM UTC
Anticipating
a friendly gaze in return,
I look up --- You wish.
Jan 11, 2013
Jan 11, 2013 at 10:24 PM UTC
My mind
longs for rest
a lingering thought
a mosquito's lustful kiss
upon the scalp
permeating
It remains to me
an eternal enigma---
where does one dwell
at the open of
the close?
Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 9:26 PM UTC