breeze sings from the east
a tickle against my skin.
the grass here hasn’t been cut for a while
cool to the touch as i braid it between my fingers.
the heat of summer hangs thick in the air but it feels a little lighter
when a stranger’s laugh pokes through.
some sit together , ripping a piece off their pizza crust to hand across the picnic blanket.
some, like me, find a tree standing tall like their own solitude
and take solace in its shade.
i wonder what they carry in their straw baskets and canvas totes.
the change leftover from a morning coffee run?
a half empty bottle of sunscreen?
old movie ticket stubs, a tattered picture of a lover?
in mine, a book with dog eared pages and a broken spine, and the sticky bittersweetness of being alone.
an eager-eyed little boy runs too fast down the hill , picks up speed -
tumbles and scrapes his knee.
his sister scoops him up, wipes salty tears and sticks her tongue out, a smile arises.
in seconds he’s running down the hill again.
Jul 9, 2024
Jul 9, 2024 at 6:09 PM UTC
bask in the divinity of your feminine energy
It cradles you like the light of the moon
Retreat into your soft flesh
feel how it bounces back as you trace gently every curve
How could you have such disgust for
The vessel of your greatness?
Jul 9, 2024
Jul 9, 2024 at 6:06 PM UTC
the scent that lingers
after my lips blow the flame of a candle is my favorite
I’ve always held on to the end of the moment a little too long.
savored the last bite ‘til it was cloyingly sweet
I have never learned
how to let go,
even after the smoke clears.
Jul 9, 2024
Jul 9, 2024 at 6:03 PM UTC
a life outside my mind
in due time
but every day i walk the same 100 steps , unlock the door, crawl into bed and melt into the covers
kaleidoscope brain of mine, inside: the workings of a future not lost.
i can only hope to step outside and smile at a stranger again, not just with my eyes.
i can only hope the world beckons me to be a part of it again some day
a life outside my mind.
Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 8:29 AM UTC
the violent knot at the bottom of my stomach
it taunts and teases
it knows of
second best and last choices and too many chances given.
the lump in the back of my throat knows of
things left unsaid or worse - unheard.
and my lungs rendered weak from use gasp again.
Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 10:41 PM UTC
the pain that is longing for you
knowing you are out of reach
i am out of sync one beat too slow to ever catch up to you
the salt in the wound of knowing you is loving you too **** much
because who could not once they have a view into the concrete barriers you put up that are really just a mere half inch thick and inside is a glass gallery that carries the essence that is you.
but a thing this pretty is too far out of reach
for me
and though i feel the air leave my lungs i’d rather lag a step behind then go down another path and wonder which street you end up on.
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 1:14 AM UTC
and maybe the sun can heal me today
at least , for that , is what i pray
for a bit of pain to melt away
but if the sun cannot erase my pain
then maybe, maybe the rain.
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:49 AM UTC
tread onward , bruised butterfly like you have times before.
like the ocean’s waves you ebb and flow , you flutter never falter.
golden strings of sunlight stream into your window and with spring you watch yourself begin again.
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 12:38 PM UTC
i busy myself i busy my hands i keep moving keep doing don’t stop to breathe don’t stop to sleep don’t stop to think because in every pause - is you. you fill empty rooms you fill empty minds and you fill the empty heart of mine you left to rot and thoughts of you ensnare me
caged in by the love i gave that i thought protected me instead it betrays and mocks.
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 1:25 PM UTC
a choice you make
a state you’re in
a feeling you have
a feeling you think you are receiving
a person that left
a bond that was cut
a heart that was crushed
and a broken girl left over.
-love/heartbreak
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 1:21 PM UTC