Tree, I have come to shelter and with the rain to weep
I am soaked, barefoot with mud running through
soft the moss, cool and cold
to soothe my heart that bleeds.
Our waxing nights of love and moons
now fallow, a field that burns
****** our hollow bed
of haunting, silent screams
too soon the fiery devil
too far my lover
the spring.

You read my poetry,
then turned away,  
as if the words
had nothing to say.  
Each line was a pulse,
it was a part of me,  
yet you drift on past,
too blind to see  
that my verses ache,
hoping to be heard,  
yet silence lingers,
louder than each word.  
The ink may fade,
but my feelings remain,  
as I laid my heart bare,
was it all in vain?

©️Lizzie Bevis

You slipped
away from me,
like the robins and
cherry blossoms when
spring ends,
and the fractured nights
of winter come.
I will search the
midnight alleys, and the
mountains of Chile.
I will listen for
your sweet laughter.
I long to taste your
honeysuckle lips, and
hear your heartbeat.
If I never find you,
I will be a lost leaf
on the lonesome
vagabond wind.

Haven't done this in a while, but I got a pile
Its funny how I've got speech but I'm speechless
"She said it first" you'll say, all I know is once upon a play
Holograms  of cats, aren't I full of poetry

Styles of fear is what brought us near
"Alas" its us and I don't want it to fall apart
Rivers of coffee, we drank with a frown  
Aches in our stomchs as we chuckled but withdrawn

Mysteries hidden in silent patients
But you're the girl with a guide
I'll call it what I want, but you're the one and its been fun.
I'm sitting here on a Saturday where it all begun.

Again, "you're power, full of beauty"
Again, "its majestic. Are you dimond jewellery?"
Rewind, your childhood, its now, its us!
Rewind, the scent of the rain you're just a child

Call me, when you need me
I'm the shoulder, I'll be your shelter
I'm following the lead, you're my light
Don't worry I'll dust the rust off you'll shine bright

**

Stars Aligned, Rights Abirth
Zodiac defined, you don't wanna be at earth.

By: Zoulaikha

When the time comes to tire,
I swallow the sun
in a single gulp,
while birch sap
slowly sings within me –
a song of light,
a song of night.

Autumn morning
Old man hands picking apples
A woman hangs out laundry in the sun
I feel the wind touching the leaves
The bird flies across the field
Memories are born in a person
The story of a long road

I lost my shadow
In the city’s reflection

My past became a willow
That grew up to the moon

I don't stop by
liquor houses anymore
I head straight to the sea

you're the ocean
I'm a group of islands in your world

reaching up into another

leave my mild mannered father alone
he might smile through his discomfort
but I don't