a random lady once told me
there's arsenic in the
town water supply so i'm
trying to drink it every day
the dishwasher is running
sandwich cooler is cooling
and i'm curled in a ball in
the dark on one of those
square cushioned wood
framed couches
and if i shut my eyes
tight enough i'm a kid
again on a lazy saturday
afternoon but i don't
want to be a kid again and
it happens to be monday
i've met a boy recently
and he's a person
unlike i who am one
part girl to one part
shaking hands to
one part arsenic
i'm screaming into
the void that i
hope this works out
hope this works out
hope this works out
but i have a feeling in
the pit of my stomach
that i might ruin it
or maybe that's
just the arsenic
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 6:46 PM UTC
Oh, when my darkest thoughts overtake me
and my mind wanders back
over the nameless years
of my life
Oh, how I consider
how my life is spent
and how worry has worn me away
in my endless quest to make you mine.
Oh, the walls are high
and the way is steep
and oh the thorns they grow!
Oh, all the obstacles
that seem to block my way!
As though the world
seeks to slay me
before I find you my love
to hold you forever in my arms.
Oh, but I know
you are ever as pure and true
like the north star
to ever shine your guiding light
within my heart.
Oh, though the rage
of the storms upon this sea
and the waves threaten
to engulf me
I shall ever seek the fortune
of my soul
on that dark and rolling sea
till my heart finds your heart
and forever we shall be.
Oh, you are the angel
that holds me in the palm of your hand
and to you
my heart shall ever belong.
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 6:45 PM UTC
The longest day,
The deepest breath
You always knew me the best.
My second spring,
Without you here
I wonder who I'll be this year.
The greenest grass,
The bluest skies
I hide the ugliness of my insides.
The warmest sun,
The afterglow
Of a girl whom I'd like to know.
The longest day,
The deepest breath
I won't wait for you again.
The time is now,
No room to wait
Gaia dealt a brand new day.
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 6:44 PM UTC
Today is yesterday's tomorrow.
Our moments are collecting,
building a past.
Each second writes the
story we'll read
when tomorrow becomes today.
Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 9:07 PM UTC
Psychedelic spokes
Spinning out from
An undetermined center
Periwinkle powdered
Spines that invite
Me to feel
Making a point
At my prying fingertips
From smooth to prickly
Quaint you are
When your fragrance
Murmurs a tone of earth
A lotus of the desert
Silently beaming through
A plump body
An infant
With little
Needs
©Copyright 2014 Written and Edited by Racquel Davis
Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 8:32 PM UTC
Along the rocky roads of a life
That has intertwined into you.....
Your hearts beat as one.
An ocean of feelings..Like the tides..
Rush to and from you and the one.
Blue, red,orange,black, and a capped on white..
These colors of the oceans...
They appear whenever this one is drawn to you..
Nearest....
These colors spark in your soul and the beat starts to gain hold of two hearts..
Skipping along the shorelines of Love's Ocean..
Destined to meet...
As you awake from the dream of this....
On the deck...On a sun chair..
Awakening to see
The mystic way of fate....
As you open your tired eyes
You see him there.
The one from this dream.
Words cannot explain how the carbon of him within your dreams..
In dreams of ice cream and ocean traveling dreams..
That one appears to you..
As if by magic...
There he grabs your hand and draws you to stand...
Both hearts now walk out from Wonderland into your days
Love's magnet draws the one to this "two..."
True Love knows many things..
And drawing you to the true spirit is just one of the tricks
of Love's trade
In deep devotions and true hearts which have found crossed ways.
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 10:36 AM UTC
I've read your final words
over and over again
since the day you left me
I have memorized
many simple phrases
and entire pages too
You will always be
my very first love story
A beloved rose garden union
and our hearts
the water of life
I sit here now
in this silent room
filled with melancholy
unwillingly remembering
our supposed destiny
I was your sun
and you my rainstorm
circling in the glorious
heavens above
You left me here alone
like an old forgotten book
on a dusty shelf
in an empty world
I can no longer find
the need to breathe
embracing for my
last earthly breath
as I suffocate
in the truth of it all
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 10:33 AM UTC
I found myself looking aimlessly
through the few things she left behind
just trinkets really
nothing of real value
My eye caught a glimpse
of something under her bed
way back in the dark corner
wrapped in dust bunnies...
oh never mind, that's just my heart
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 10:32 AM UTC