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 Dec 2014 V Anna
s
for us
 Dec 2014 V Anna
s
The suns seems happy and bright
But what if its not
What if it's just told to be that way
It just doesn't know how to be cold
Its so used to being bright
People expect it to be that way
The sun has a purpose
It can't let all of us down
It has to keep shining
For us.
 Dec 2014 V Anna
MereCat
I don’t think depressive thoughts
I think November thoughts
Which string me up in circles
Like old fish-hooks
And which are a beautifully implacable shade of grey,
As fleetingly preoccupied as candyfloss skies
I think November thoughts
Which sometimes bear me gold
But frost with self-centred cynicism
And waltz like raindrops, trying to be romantic
I think November thoughts
Which are tired and wearing thin
Nostalgic for their future.
Not quite December
But too old for June.
~Christi Michaels~December 2015~

the air presents tranquility
zephyr winds which blow on high
swirling within the troposphere
veiled serenity
clouds stealthy shift
covering brilliant, poignant stars
air masses
a juxtaposition
tension exists between...
omnipresent
yet unseen.
the sky illuminates..sparks of light
swarms of fireflies 
ubiquitous in flight
there is a calm
steady as a drone
unwavering in its commitment
to a reality yet unknown.

till the shift proceeds
balance moves to tilt
calm planes of matter
Present ready to meld

celestial balance
no longer in alignment
exploding outward 
defying confinement
fragile realization
of a squall revealed
friction surmounts
air becomes thick
atmosphere now dense
expanding as it pulls in

a tempest has arrived
opposition exists
shards of electricity
violently ripping open
the sky above

zephyr winds which
blow on high
the inevitable calm before the storm


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Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
 Dec 2014 V Anna
halioth
My mind could be compared to a waste bin
All that I've thrown there today is you
You garbage
 Dec 2014 V Anna
Erenn
Hollow
 Dec 2014 V Anna
Erenn
This body depriving me within 
Tints of sorrows conjured up-
In stains of abstinence of pure hollow
I couldn't breathe last night
My blood clogged up by my sins
Impasse on notions of my denial 

These paths lead me to dusk
At dawn I break just to fall again
I tried my best only to be drowned- 
Repetitively in this weir of waste
These eyes have not seen the world
Only norms that understood my roots of pain

I hid in places that no one knew 
Its host brought me to this ecstasy of elation
Only to realized it’s a transient rapture 
Only to torment & torture my desires
I saw my reflection inside these glinting bubbles
Scars of contempt & disgust
Filled my heart with pure dejection

**Is this what I’m left with?
Will tonight be my time?
Will I be free incessantly?
Are we all really free?
Choose before you lose,
Your mind.
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