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Rose Dec 2018
I climbed that tree today
“That one we loved?”
The one we’ve always been a part of
I smell charcoal grill till the squirrels come home
and see the rocks you never let me straddle

I wrote a poem today
“The words I never fathomed?”
I grew them from our seed and I babied the roots until they brought me something forthcoming

But I saw you disgusting and rotting like fall weather will do
I had hope I gave love like a summer sun subdues
Seasons are seasons and like seasons we flee
Unbecoming unknowing unpredictable seeds
Roots do flower and we can’t blame them
Rose Dec 2018
Don’t ever run to a crying kitten
“Hello; where are you?”
Go back, go back.
A crying kitten grows silent,
the more you hold it
Inhales its last in your hands
Your palms tickled by its fur
Thick, small and muddy
Take a ritualistic breath
Plan its funeral
Run from a crying kitten
Pray its mother comes back
The most you can do is
Pray for a sick, crying kitten
I wrote this about my ex husband
Rose Jul 2018
there's no one with my dna
no one with my seams
considering all these considerations
no one compares to me

i could sit so tiny on a kite
fly string-free through the sky
use a firefly's light as guide

the sea would see me and wave
the air would take a big breath
and the moon would gaze
the stars would wink
the earth would cave

and well if we're saying things we've yet not said
ill tell you why i went away and why i would again

there's no one with my dna
no one with my seams
considering all these considerations
no one compares to me
Rose Jul 2018
Maybe I think my nose is perfect
Perhaps, this whole time,
They’ve seen it is skewed.

It’s perfect to me because my
mommy and daddy made it -
I am me because of you.

Beauty to you is religious,
It follows every rule.
I let the river run;
Words flow true or untrue.
Rose Feb 2018
If you could just tell me the truth
I'd have something to work with
But
A
Lie
Is
So
Isolating
Rose Jan 2018
Resisting the urge to call you
Is a battle I can't fight
I might give up this time
And then I pick it up
My thumb opens a portal to everything
You're just a fingerprint away
Why did you have to do me so right
Why'd you do me so good?

It's 3 am
I'm remembering
the calm, your breathing
warmed beside me
Why'd you leave me one night

Are you really gone for good?
Rose Jan 2018
i make faces at myself in the mirror and i think
"i love my wrinkles"
they add more detail to the story
i stare at myself in the mirror and embrace
"i am growing"
a delicate ******* flower
blossomed, plucked and hung to dry
no i can not turn back time
but shells left behind are still beautiful
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