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 Dec 2019 Jessica Calvert
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Numb
 Dec 2019 Jessica Calvert
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When my hunger is no more.
And when all is numb,
when the snow below my feet is nothing more,
than mere ice.
My eyes close at once.
Everything is dark.
And soon, I am a pile of snow.
I stumbled upon you
Like a child
that finds a pretty stone

Bewildered by your presence
I sat and admired
Counting your cracks
Caressing what makes you glitter

You stood infront of me
Bold and beautiful
Like nothing I'd ever seen

And as you gave me your attention
I think I misconstrued your intentions

I wanted to put you in my pocket
But you said no

So there you sit
Perfectly unpolished
A love

I can only visit
At a desk, coffee sachets rest.
Long-life milk harbours
white dreams of expiry.
Shuffling in his forgetful nest
a grey man blinks
at the intruding light.

Americo, do you remember
your antique power,
that opened like a rose
on the walls of Hiroshima?
 Nov 2019 Jessica Calvert
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She lifted her head up high.
She looked up at the stars.
The star of which she once lifted up.
Lifted up within her own hands.
She got out of bed, grabbed the window,
opened it, and climbed out.
She climbed onto a star.
The nearest one.
Then she fell up.
She fell into the sky.
She was a shining ball of light.
Like the rest of them.
 Oct 2019 Jessica Calvert
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I haven't been here in three years.
Nothing has changed.
Nothing has moved.
My coffee, the one I drank so many years ago.
Still there.
Still frozen in place.
As I walk over to dump it into my sink.
It's frozen.
It doesn't move an inch.
 Oct 2019 Jessica Calvert
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The wind pushes the trees.
The tree next to my window,
it seems to be angry.
It scares me because I cannot
sleep.
As I shut my window, nothing
changes. It still sounds the exact same.
I feel.. unsafe.

My senses tell me to ignore it,
because if I do I won't be scared anymore.




I just heard a dog bark as soon
as it blew faster...
I'm extremely scared.
 Jan 2019 Jessica Calvert
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Fear
 Jan 2019 Jessica Calvert
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Tick Toc, Tick Toc
As the sound grows louder,
My heart beats faster.

Fear.

Slowly emerging from the hallway,
Out came a dead body.

Louder, Faster.
The noises don't stop.
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