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savannagrace
savannagrace
21/F/Guelph Ontario
Green Like moss, ripe avocados and my favourite sheets Brown Like oak, roasted chestnuts, and tasting chocolate on your tongue Blue Like the ocean, your boxers and the sky just after sunset
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Oct 20, 2023
Oct 20, 2023 at 12:32 AM UTC
Not Just Hazel
You sit and admire the flowers so long That you start to spot the thorns But you smile and smell them anyway With hands made to stand firm You loosen and tug the weeds out Allowing space for new growth With seeds you collect and plant Building my garden better than I ever could
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Oct 19, 2023
Oct 19, 2023 at 11:50 PM UTC
Gardener
I collected the parts that people liked Dug up the roots to see how they grew And planted them in my own garden So when you say my garden is beautiful I say thank you but I know Because I built it for you
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Dec 7, 2021
Dec 7, 2021 at 11:13 PM UTC
My Garden
I saw you today I saw you slip your hand down the back of her spine You did that to me before I saw you smile and laugh and make jokes You did that with me before I saw you in the way I wish I had seen you all along A preditor picking his next victim I saw you try to make eye contact with me My hands shook and my breath caught in my chest It wouldn't have before
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Oct 23, 2021
Oct 23, 2021 at 10:57 PM UTC
Before
Covering ourselves in night cream, we fight our wrinkles, and buy anything that says anti-aging. We want our skin to stay frozen. Frozen in a time when we didn't even appreciate the glow of young skin. Spent our entire youth hating what we saw in the mirror and doing everything we could to keep it covered. Under thick masks and dark outlines we tried new products, techniques, designs, Searching for one that made us feel pretty. We let - no - we pay doctors to stick long needles into our soft features and change them with chemicals making us less human and more plastic and that's just our face our bodies? we do so much worse Starving ourselves till our heart shrinks in the only thing running through our brains is you are fat, you are fat, you are fat, and who is to blame us when everything we see is telling us to believe that “I run so I can eat” “I work out because I love food” These words are printed on shirts that we wear when we should feel powerful but instead send the messages that you don't deserve to eat unless you earn it Burning every last calorie until we are empty again We work so hard on fixing our bodies, but maybe that's not what's broken maybe the repair work is needed in our heads and in our hearts tweaking until we can find a connection of love between our bodies and our minds. The same genuine love you have for your mom, or your dog, or your daughter Unconditional, Everlasting, When will we learn to love ourselves?
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Oct 23, 2021
Oct 23, 2021 at 10:45 PM UTC
Starving for satisfaction
That’s the secret trick But then again There are some nights That even when you flip, And lay back down, Some tears soak through, But then again it’s just some nights, Flip the pillow over
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Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 11:15 AM UTC
Flip the pillow over
His eyes are pale blue oceans that shimmer with the sun, they look right through me and there's nowhere I can run. His breath is cool against my neck and sends shivers down my spine, I'm drunk off his words and his presence blurs my mind. Like tunnel visions, all I see is him, and when he's gone all I feel is where his hands have been
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 4:21 PM UTC
Wow I must really be in love...
The sound of your breath steadies me, it makes me feel alive, It makes me notice my own breath and the way I feel inside. Your part in my life reassures my that I am really here, Without you, who's to say I didn't make it all up from fear.
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 4:12 PM UTC
Existence
I cleansed my sheets of you today Spread out the sheet and tucked in the corners with extra care Laid a blanket down, taking a moment to spread my hands across it, feeling the softness Crawling into it felt odd at first I knew you weren’t in it anymore You weren’t wrapping yourself around me and keeping me warm while I slept You weren’t protecting me from the world around me so I could have a moment at peace That wasn’t you anymore So now I have these sheets Clean, fresh, warm, and not you What a relief I pull the sheets in closer, closer Breathing deeply into them and asking them to keep me warm and safe Holding me all night while I try not to dream of you
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Nov 25, 2019
Nov 25, 2019 at 1:35 PM UTC
Clean sheets
Kiss me passionately Like your lips And my lips Are our lips Flowing in synchrony Pushing hard against each other And pulling away in the most Tense moments Breathe in me Take me and hold me above the ground While I drown in you And the water Pours from my lips Just from the touch of your kiss
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Nov 25, 2019
Nov 25, 2019 at 1:21 PM UTC
Kiss me