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patricia-kennedy
Florida
Stars above, glistening the sky. Golden teardrops fall from high. The weary moon begins to die, As the city sings a silent lullaby. The wind blows soft, the leaves flow far. The night falls and tumbles hard. The stars align, the moon now cries, As the city sings a silent lullaby. The sun slowly rises. The stars slowly die. The night loses feeling, the day comes alive. Morning creeps slowly, night falls behind. As the city sings a silent lullaby.
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Sep 28, 2024
Sep 28, 2024 at 9:15 AM UTC
Morning
Blossom my flower You’re my comfort this hour Thanks for being you
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Jun 3, 2022
Jun 3, 2022 at 8:19 PM UTC
Ode to Blossom
Can’t sleep Can’t stop crying Can’t stop worrying Can’t
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Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 4:34 AM UTC
Can’t
I keep forgetting you I miss when you worked through me Help me surrender
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Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 4:30 AM UTC
God
Crying and healing Childhood, bad, so powerful Forgive, grief persists
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Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 3:38 AM UTC
CPTSD
Married forty years Loyally disconnected Committed, lonely
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Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 3:30 AM UTC
Loyal
My daughter, my love hopelessly unrequited Keep soaring, be kind
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Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 3:22 AM UTC
How I miss you
My dear son-in-law Kind, compassionate,loving Warm wishes to you!
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Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 11:22 AM UTC
Birthday Haiku
It arrives, Unnoticed, unannounced. Quiet, At first. Slow, Seeping, dripping. I put it down to a few stressful weeks. I carry on. It unpacks, Worries, anxieties. Gently, For now, Tiptoes, Whispers, creaks. ‘It will leave soon’ I think ‘It always does.’ I keep going. It settles in, Getting comfortable. Getting louder, And louder. Banging thoughts, Insomnia. ‘Please don’t be happening again’. I shuffle along my daily routine. Claws in, Insidious. Screaming, 24/7. Shame, worthlessness, Hurt. ‘Please go away’. I’m barely coping. Growing roots, Into my brain and heart. Blossoming pain, With every beat. Emptiness, loneliness, Abandonment. Silence, Stillness, ‘I can’t move, I can’t cope.’
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Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 6:13 PM UTC
It arrives