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 Apr 2013 ASB
Kristo Frost
They Sway
 Apr 2013 ASB
Kristo Frost
Halcyon grass in absent wind;
your conscience drifts away.

Alone, you watch the rising tide;
above, it ties you in.

Lost, lost, lost;
as you were, among the reeds...
 Apr 2013 ASB
marina
i want to fall in love the way kids do-
diving right into

the kind of love that doesn't have to be
intimate or serious,
(because in all seriousness,
intimacy scares me)

the kind of love that makes a girl
want to tip her head back and laugh,
just for the hell of it

the kind of love that doesn't need
labels or reassurance
because none of it really matters when
together is  all that's on anyone's mind

the kind of love that happens
on the beach during summer in converse and
cutoffs and slushies and corntoss

the kind of love that happens ever day
right in my back yard
that i can't seem to find in anyone anymore
sorry, this isn't even poetry really.  i just needed to get thoughts off my mind.  this'll be deleted in a few hours.  or at least by tomorrow night.

seriously though, florida makes falling love (or infatuation) way too easy and way too hard all at once.  on one hand, it's impossible not to because of beaches and icecream and warped tour and guitarists and corntoss and music scene that is way too good.  there are too many options and people and places and things to fall in love with.
meanwhile, you grow up watching all the summer romance movies and reading all the books and then reality is just like ***, nobody really cares about each other like that.  either your the best of friends or you get into a relationship and either you (a) suddenly hate each other, or (b) somebody wants to elope, leaving the other person feeling flattered but totally awkward and everything ends disastrously.  

and that's all.  sorry for the rant.
 Apr 2013 ASB
marina
rainy day songs
 Apr 2013 ASB
marina
days like this, i want to
apologize to the sky
for not thanking it
every time it rains--

(too often i got
distracted by the way
your heartbeat sounds
alongside a storm

or how your eyes
become cloudy
like it is
outside

or your smile
you can't contain
when lightning strikes
and turns everything
purple)

but you're gone now,
and even still
i feel butterflies in my
stomach
every time it pours.

i wish i knew then
i didn't need you
to make things beautiful
it rained all day.  it's so gorgeous out now.
 Apr 2013 ASB
Marsha Singh
This is what he promised me:
August, and berries that fell
right into my hands; he
promised me handstands. He
promised me bees, he said
the nights would smell sweet
and wet flower petals would
stick to my toes. He said I'd
just know. He promised me
sparrows, and switchgrass that
crept past the hem of my skirt.
He promised me clean dirt, and
hard work. He promised an
August that I'd always remember,
then stayed 'til November.
 Apr 2013 ASB
Deana Luna
Art
 Apr 2013 ASB
Deana Luna
Art
I feel like a cloud on a summer day.
Your slow lips painting a chaos into my neck.
 Apr 2013 ASB
marina
i am drunk with
and drowning in
one thousand
infinities
.
this is maybe too cliche but whatever
 Apr 2013 ASB
marina
hold me*
        he asked,

(but my hands
     were too
    full)
taking advantage of ten-word tuesday, fo sho
 Apr 2013 ASB
marina
(could you feel it too?
each last part of me,
poured into the smile
i handed over to you.
because i don't know how
to speak around you,
so i figured everything else
would just have to do.)

to tell you the honest truth,
i'd give anything to sit
and be quiet with you.
oh dear lord, i'm in deep.  i think about him way too often.  he's so lovely and adfljk;
sometimes we get along so well and laugh and talk and then other times i forget that words exist.  boys make things complicated.
 Apr 2013 ASB
marina
.
i want to carve
the ugly
out of my
bones
.
i feel like i had more to say with this, but i couldn't find the words
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