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tatiana-cody
tatiana-cody
American I am a student. Poetry is a cathartic hobby of mine, and I would like feedback to help me improve because I'm not a fan of half-assing anything. Thank you.
Glorious, life-giving sun. Spreading rays spreading down to my spreading fingertip branches outstretched. Kissing forehead, cheeks. Gently waking me, washing off sleep. Fading out dreams. Bringing me back to the place where the nightmares can't reach. Cloud cover rolls in. Shivering arctic wind shivering into my shivering limbs curved to fetal position. Ice-burdened branches. Stinging nose, toes. Forcing me under the surface through the crack in the skating pond. Bones rattling like chains holding me in this overcast prison.
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Nov 6, 2012
Nov 6, 2012 at 7:38 PM UTC
S.A.D.
You awake in me the same excitement as the sound of the coffee *** bravely bubbling up something inside like the elixir of life that makes day-to-day, tedious trials more bearable. Thousands of cups of coffee shared with you, talking out problems and people, with one rule: No pity parties at Purdy's, so we'd take walks. Walks and talks and walks and talks, getting to know you, and me. Getting to know the feeling of Richmond beneath our feet, and we were free. Save, one passing comment on the adrenals and caffeine.   And unknowingly, you taught a broken girl how to trust. Taught her that growing together with someone, like good coffee, is not something that should be rushed.
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Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 7:48 PM UTC
Coffee Walks
Metaphorically, you are a sly simile, Stealing my heart Like the smooth criminal You often pretend to be. I am the ineffable euphony of Melodious sing-song Slip-falling through the space Between tone-deaf ears. Such handsome hyperbole You have turned out to be. Pompous, peacock-ing Adonis Lending love that's just platonic. Alliterative rhythmic rhyme Ticks the tumultuous internal time. Fleeting fiend, you soon will find Lust in lieu of love is a loathsome, lonely life.
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Feb 15, 2012
Feb 15, 2012 at 8:31 PM UTC
What Poetic Injustice
I was a glacier Before the white-hot steel shard Melted me from the core, Piercing deep, touching my heart. Now I am a pristine tropical sea Teeming with innumerable life, And I draw you inside. You lose yourself in the ebbing tide. Quickly you learn that There is no controlling this force you have unleashed, So you just go with the flow Of the swirling ocean, me. Swimming, exploring inside You know salt water can never quench this thirst. Pure joy smile touches sun sweet lips You're caught up, content, in the glorious surf.
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Feb 12, 2012
Feb 12, 2012 at 1:06 AM UTC
Global Warming
Watching you these days Is like watching a snake bite victim As his bulging eyes glaze First a general malaise, then no hope of being saved. The serpent's fangs injected venom Deep into your veins and then the fear set in, The anger penetrated your consciousness, Pulse forcing poison, cutting off oxygen. Higher and higher, your heart rate Makes the venom strangle sooner, Squeezing your heart in its burning hand, This is the serpent's last revenge for you not being her man. She sneers as she strangles Surreptitiously from the inside of your chest. Soon your lungs have deflated, And your struggling heart is compressed. All I know now is that I need to find, A new heart for you, so I offer up mine. I cut open my chest as my lungs begin seizing, Extract my last gift and place it in your hands, bleeding. But little did I know, I was a moment too late, Because then in your eyes I saw you had accepted your fate. You gasped your last breath, and I gurgled out mine. The serpent has won. This is not the first time.
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Nov 15, 2011
Nov 15, 2011 at 3:34 PM UTC
The Serpent's Revenge
The storm rages wild outside the window But with you in the room, my breath seems to slow Till my fears brought on by the thunderbolts Are not very much Not even a little Not even at all. The glare on the wine glass from the glow of the fire Warming me up from the inside and the bits of exposed skin Till the chill from the wind Is not very much Not even a little Not even at all. As pleasant conversations turn to unspoken evaluations Your eyes start to smolder Till the space between our fingers Is not very much Not even a little Not even at all.
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Oct 31, 2011
Oct 31, 2011 at 4:15 PM UTC
Even at All
I will be there When the small hands cry copper red And the night closes in Like his hand around your throat. I will be there When the purple-black-blue Pervades the fleshy pink in-between You think everyone sees. And when the yellow soaked shorts Clash the scarlet-splattered shirt, I will be there, scooping you up In arms soft as feathers, Strong as steel. There need be no more fear. As long as I'm living, I'm with you. I'm here.
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Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 1:05 PM UTC
Not Alone
Strategically I situated myself So my like end would repel you, Like magnets, I move when you do. Whirling about in a silly little waltz, Every step you take towards me Leaves no change in our proximity. Until one day I will let myself go, Allow our poles to situate themselves out, Resulting in my North to your South. There is nothing more that we Can possibly do This force something ingrained in me, and in you. It can't be controlled. It's a scientific fact. Just something that happens: Opposites attract.
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Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 12:27 PM UTC
Magnets
Tell them that You need me just As much. Then they won't Think I'm Crazy. I love you.
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Apr 21, 2011
Apr 21, 2011 at 4:03 PM UTC
A Sad Drunk
Once upon a time, In some imaginary land, I knew exactly how it felt To be with you, hand in hand. When we kissed in this made-up place, My head swam, and sparks flew, Goosebumps rose, knees got weak For me... But not for you. But once the stars have left my eyes And my heartbeat's not so rapid, It's then I see that this was all a dream. It never really happened. When you look at me, With eyes indifferent and dead, I know this place where we were "we," Only existed inside my head.
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Apr 6, 2011
Apr 6, 2011 at 8:53 PM UTC
Fairy Tale?