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My most secret wish is to somehow become
A Bandaid for all the wounds of the world
And an Aspirin for it’s pain.
ljm
If only.   Happy New Year
Always be driven from within
Be the one who achieves
Set your standards high
Put your mind to it and believe
Success awaits you
Go through the testimony
Let the rhythm move you
Reach for your victory
not as harmful as the smoke entering an old lady’s lungs

Not as abrupt as a camflauge stop sign

Not as time consuming as old, rerun game Shows playing on loop while you sit and enjoy the company of your slowly dying grandma as she says goodbye. Slowly saying goodbye is much better than saying slowing dying
Knowing he will try
Is much better than a lie
If ever, I disappear from this world
If ever, my existence has returned to dust
Scatter me in the night sky
Submerged me with the stars
So I will lay down on the cozy heaven
Gazing down on you
You'll make the earth so fine
Even the stars will be in love with you
I offer a short poem
 Jan 2019 Elizabeth Fruin
Molly
2019
 Jan 2019 Elizabeth Fruin
Molly
In 2019,
I want more.

Want more sunrises
More rolling out of bed with a purpose

More afternoons curled in a love seat

I want a garden
inside me and in my backyard

More friends
More nuzzles from dogs

More oceans

More allowance to make mistakes
After all, you were brave enough to try.

More stillness
More belly laughs
More love letters

More sway in my hips
Cool breeze on my lips

More looking in the mirror to see my smile
not the width of my thighs

More finding shapes in the clouds

More moments that leave me breathless

More life
All the painfully messy beautifully chaotic morsels
dripping from my chin

In 2019,
I want more.
heart aching
breaking
everytime you leave me on read.

i know you're busy,
but i remember a time
when you'd reply within seconds.

did i mess this up?
what happened?

and

can we please go back to those summertime dreams?
 Jan 2019 Elizabeth Fruin
Shamai
My dog is pure heart
Unconditional loving
Innocence in motion
 Jan 2019 Elizabeth Fruin
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you can vent
but we only care if you do so delicately
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