Germaine

Germaine Jan 30

Haze

Embers fall off a fire

Onto my worn down coat

It doesn't matter anyway
For I just want to watch the smoke

Fly up high into the sky

Where it'll dance with the stars

Get lost in the night wind,
Just like our memoirs

Time moves by with the fireflies

Mingling about through the night

One day I'll find that we'll all die

Germaine Jan 24

Flying

We’re at the top now,

Can you see? The sea?

It’s pulling us in, like the earths gravity.

Let’s throw down a rock

To see the fall

How heavy it is, as it goes down

Don’t you hear that? It’s a call.

There’s a shaking of trees,

The push of the wind,

Do you feel the breeze?

As we fall in.

Jan 24

Liana

People Haiku

Far away we are
But at least when we look up
We see the same sky

Experimenting with Haikus

Everyone from here might be millions of miles away, but I take comfort from the fact that we all see the same sky when we look up. We might have a different perspective or opinion on it, but it is the same sky.

(This note was written by a W-rex who has no name. He carried a backpack full of shame.)

Germaine Jan 19

21:00

You're watching TV
While you scroll on your phone

I'm sitting in the corner,
All alone.

I'm wondering why
You have no subtitles on,

And why these characters
Keep singing some song.

I ask you what you're shows about

You turn around and tell me to
Shut my mouth.

Germaine Jan 17

Composure

it will be engraved
in my brain,

like the tracks
on the train,

and they’ll call
me insane

but at least I’ll exist without the pain,

in my veins.

I’ll restrain,
I’ll maintain,
I’ll regain.

Germaine Jan 15

Decomposing

There is not much in this world I need

Just food, water, and some air to breathe.

And yet it seems in the end, I still find me gasping for breath

Thirsting and starving, forever just a fading silhouette.

Germaine Jan 12

Night-watch

you are the fire
burning in my heart

and on a lonely winter night
there is only desire

a candle bleeds wax
as you watch.

it drips, drips down
like the frost on your heated windows.

can you see my face as you look in a little closer

feel my rosy-cheeks
they are not red in heat

do you know of desire?

tell me about the fire.