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Sep 2018 Jermon

Vicki Kralapp

Autumn’s brusque wind slices its way through the remnants of summer,
painting maples in hues of brilliant oranges and reds.
Long shadows of late September streak across the last blades of grass,
as fall’s stark contrasts light the afternoon.

The seasonal wind breathes cold with the smell of autumn in the air.
Autumn’s brusque wind slices its way through the remnants of summer,
while cottony clouds in a sea of cornflower blue, slowly slide out of view,
chased down by v’s of geese as they race across the sun.

Helicopter seeds line the sidewalks, green and gold, as others float on the wind,
down to join with cones and acorns awaiting next year’s crop.
Autumn’s brusque wind slices its way through the remnants of summer.
Crows, harbingers of the winter to come, make their sad calls.

Squirrels pause to pack their cheeks with Fall’s fare and scurry to secret caches,
their bulging cheeks filled with fallen nuts and acorns.
Fall greets me with a kiss as summer bows to its chill, as
Autumn’s brusque wind slices its way through the remnants of summer.

Autumn Quatern.

All poems are copy written and sole property of Vicki Kralapp.

Sep 2018 Jermon

Stress

Sep 2018 Jermon

Pyrrha

Stress

Stress consumes your mind like fire in a forest
It ignites the anger inside to arise as smoke clouds around your eyes
In this moment you are so horribly enraged,
So terribly uncomfortable inside and out,
That you can't control your actions, your words, or the way you feel
You snap, you glare, you place the blame
Once you calm down you realize you are only angry at yourself
And the anger is replaced by regret and fatigue
You're tired of this cycle
Tired of feeling so out of control
This is what stress does
It eats you apart from the pit of your stomach and only consumes more and more till it reaches your mind and you are entirely taken apart
Like the string on an old sweater stress frays the steadiness you contain

#stress #anger #glare #snap #blame #mad #enraged

Sep 2018 Jermon

Sometimes

Sep 2018 Jermon

Debanjana Saha

Sometimes

Sometimes
Falling down
everything
Going wrong
Breaking up
Getting rejected
Getting ignored
Feeling it's the end
Of life!

And taking
a step backwards
Gives a new perspective
Of what I need
and what I deserve!

After shattering
into pieces
I will take
piece by piece
To fix myself
Pieces valuable
Pieces to be removed
To fresh start
all over again.

Introspect: Change is constant but which change would come when and how it should change is what is required.

#new #life #fresh #start

Sep 2018 Jermon

My darling Mother..

Sep 2018 Jermon

Ayesha

My darling Mother..

Mom… I still can’t believe that you’re gone. As I sit in my office chair and stare.. I can’t even express my pain, I don’t even know where to begin. Everything feels so within – yes I know it was your time to spread your wings and fly; but yet at night I lay in bed and I cry & I find it so hard to breath, wishing I could stand up tall through this all.

This world is just not enough, I still feel so empty and lost… Your presence is no longer by myside – all I feel is summer wind blowing through my life.

I can still picture the day you left me & the sound of your last breath – a day that will forever live within me. You left so peaceful, I can still feel the smoothness of your fingertips.. Oh Mom… I can feel your last kisses.
As I walk, everywhere I go I still talk to you when I’m walking in the road. I might look like a fool but I know you up there listening to every word I say without a stutter in my mutter.

There is so much more that I’m longing to say but I think I’m going to leave that for another day. With tears in my eyes I long for you my darling Mother that was always by my side.

My darling Mother❤️

#mother #longing #missyou #neverforgotten #memories #thoughts #poetry

Sep 2018 Jermon

if you’re lucky

Sep 2018 Jermon

Disa Pradwika

if you’re lucky

home is not a place
it is never a place

it is a feeling

sometimes,
if you’re lucky

it is a person

and you’ll be homesick for them

#love #pain #home #someone #homesick

Sep 2018 Jermon

Untitled

Sep 2018 Jermon

yúyīn

Untitled

I write my tangled experiences and feelings into straight lines

BP.

Sep 2018 Jermon

Poetry Puppetry

Sep 2018 Jermon

Penguin Poems

Poetry Puppetry

I'm the poet.
You're the puppet. I
    control
                       where
                                                       your
                                                      eyes
lead,
when and where you

                                  read my words
with my spaces and p
                                      auses,
drive you crazy with nonsense clauses
that don't always rhyme.
But they do some of the time.
Or I use alliteration around absently,
leaving you wondering what my next word will be.
And by making it to the end of this poem,
you have proven how poets manipulate your thinking through the use of poetry puppetry.

fun little thing i wrote. i think all poets can relate.

#poetry #puppetry #wordplay

Sep 2018 Jermon

Are you okay?

Sep 2018 Jermon

andromeda green

Are you okay?

Are you okay?
Are you alright, are you fine, are you good?
Are you adequate, are you decent?
Are you emotionally stable, sleeping without crying, smiling because you want to?
Are you breathing without questioning, are you waking up without trying, are you eating without throwing up?
Are you reading this poem right now and thinking no?
Are you thinking for the first time, will I ever be okay?

You will be okay.
You will be alright, you will be fine, you will be good.
You will be adequate, you will be decent.
You will be emotionally stable, you will sleep without crying, and smile for the happiness blooming inside of you.
You will breathe without questioning, you will wake up to a new day, you will eat easily
You
are going to be okay.
So please smile sunshine
It’s a fine new day
To be okay :)

- a.g.

just a reminder that everything gets better folks. please, please hang in there. i believe in each and one of y'all.

UPDATE: thank you so so so much for 51k. the overwhelming amount of comments and messages and loves make me feel so happy to spread this poem. thank you.

#happy #sunshine

Sep 2018 Jermon

it’s gotta get worse before it gets better

Sep 2018 Jermon

melody

it’s gotta get worse before it gets better

my car broke down
and it made me think of how everything breaks and loses its place
only to be replaced
maybe that’s why it bothered me so much
i took it as a life lesson
but it still didn’t lessen the load
stress on my mind
anxiety for breakfast
i know it gets better from here
i always tell myself that anyway
all the old things fade not meant for you
and better things come along
those who come along make you anew too
i got a broke down car and i live pretty far
but my friends still love me
i’m trying my best to see the rest of the big picture
my car was smoking coming down the causeway
so i lit a blunt and smoked too
and told myself “this is it” everything is becoming anew

#hi #femalepoet #anew #newlife #newthings #somethingsimple