Hayleigh: Favorites

The world is losing
Gravity,
But no one can escape,
We're hurtling on our petrie dish
In a gel that seals our fate;
Gravitating
Towards black holes;
They're closer than you think.

In China
There's a wall of dust,
Seen clear from outer space;
Our living waters die
In a legacy of disgrace.
We're citizens
Wearing masks;
We should hide our faces,
But we're running daily tasks.
We're fossils burning
Fossil fuels
Found in cremation gas.

The amphibians
Are on the fringe;
Whales can't sound,
They run aground.
It's an environmental slaughter.

Our world has lost
Some gravity.
We need to plant our feet,
But charnel fires
And greenhouse gas
Have hastened our retreat.
Migrating birds lose sense of time,
Confused by the lights.
The morning dove coos at night,
The nightingale at dawn;
We're like
New turtles muddling,
Under lost starlight.
We must grasp
The gravity
Of burning
Burning light.

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#environment #pollution

Jul 2014 Hayleigh

Rusted heart

Jul 2014 Hayleigh

Poetic T

Rusted heart

My heart rusted unused,
What once beat love
Only has cobwebs of regrets,
It is fragile to the touch
Love rusted away, what once
Gleamed,
Shone,
Beat strong,
Now it hardly moves
An engine of love unused
It needs to be buffed
By love from another heart,
To see what is beneath the tarnish
A broken heart, now in need of use
For now its rusting away,
A heart tarnished where love once beat.

#love #heart #shone #rusted #gleamed

Jul 2014 Hayleigh

insomnia

Jul 2014 Hayleigh

Zaynub

insomnia

i started sleeping when i met you

*tell me a love story*

#word #sleep #exhausted #story #insomnia #tired #awake #miracle #cure #7

Jul 2014 Hayleigh

Until You Became One

Jul 2014 Hayleigh

Patrick Diaz

Until You Became One

----you never paid
much
    attention
           to
                interesting
                                places
until you became one

      you never paid
much
    attention
           to
                breathless
                              thoughts
until you became one

      you never paid
much
    attention
           to
                happiness
until you became one

      you never paid
much
    attention
         to
                the worth of
                            someone's time
until you became one

      you never paid
much
    attention
          to
                 secrets
                        hidden on journals
until you became one

      you never paid
much
    attention
          to
                 love
until you became one

Jul 2014 Hayleigh

Post Scriptum

Jul 2014 Hayleigh

Angelina Desh

Post Scriptum

How could your sweatpants retain your scent even though I washed them
Eight times.
P.S. I feel like I've lost you when I take them off.

I still feel your curls between my fingertips from that time I put you to sleep.
P.S. I knew you loved it but I acted surprised when you told me you did.

I told you I was sweating because I forgot to turn my AC on but it was because I felt the spaces between your fingers fill mine.
P.S. I was freezing.

Thank you for letting me rest my head on your shoulder all of those times I was exhausted.
P.S. I was always wide awake.

Thank you for lending me your t-shirt for gym class.
P.S. I had two extras in my locker.

You told me I looked beautiful when I came to school with no make-up on.
P.S. I haven't worn any since.

We fell asleep with our hands miles apart until I felt yours tapping mine
calling
"Hey, come back home."
P.S. Please let me come back home.

#love #heartbreak #hurt #you #letter