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Coral Estelle Jan 2011
The days dust me with guilt,
Far too humid to shake off.
Angles and Shapes boiling
In hot pressure.

From the inside of my own palm,
Silent Skin descends its gift.
Some words hint,
But nothing knows
The mystery of luck
Comes from where God grows.

I steer their perspective
With motions and quotes.
My mind designs the next time
Like drawing from fantasy,
And recycled memories.

When the connection between
Thought and Life is lost,
Feelings vary in values of grey
Love to love, my entertainment.
Adderall, my American dream.
Coral Estelle Jan 2011
Wood panels stood
Against my Dream Room walls,
Nightmares locked downstairs.
That was the happiest we've ever been.

But there's no moon glow anymore.
It's daylight, Dream Room.
Stay behind.

In space I've vanished,
But my spirit stays.
Lonely, I linger in your worn out walls.
That day light came and took you away.
Mourn the melted sweets,
Now ghosts in your halls.

Promise of a better time,
I trusted to be mine.
Evaporated into mold,
To think I lost the fight.
Far better to have loved,
But not all of the time.
It's day light Dream Room,
Forget the night.
Coral Estelle Dec 2010
Lions love me.
Wait patiently behind every door I close,
Out of faith, that I will open it.
Lions trust me.
I am your gauge of right and wrong
I am the machine in your mind.

In every thought of everyday
Hum my sound,
Smile voice on play.
Spend every dime waiting,  
For me to arrive.
Prove your impressive love,
Dedicated all mine.

Lion as well, I love you too.
Someday when you have to go
I will let you know,
How much You've been for me.
Always underneath,
A cushion to cradle me.
Coral Estelle Dec 2010
The sweet embrace of stability
Warmly and gently wrapped
His arms around me
Laid me down,
Breathed upon my eyelids.
I can't wait to absorb
His strong face again
Quiet my mind,
Soak him in
And savor, every delicious drop.
Coral Estelle Dec 2010
I know a girl, A heart.
A warm Autumn afternoon.
Sweet like honey
And glows like the moon.
Lift me up, Spin me around.
She makes me think in pictures,
In burgundy cream and brown.
Perfect like a baby doll
Original like a stone wall
Close up around my thoughts,
And let yourself echo.
More beautiful in real life than in dreams,
My teddy bear when I was five
My best friend all my life.
Coral Estelle Dec 2010
I remember July
Hot morning watering foxgloves
Waking up to dreams,
Falling asleep to dreams.
I remember July.
Envied or loved, by all who laid eyes.
I'll always remember July.

But now misty marshy October
Has taken over,
Watering the foxgloves for me.
But their colors no longer gleam,
In the rain.

In the rain,
I'll always remember July.
Where everyday was a dream,
For a short sweet while
July, July, July.
Coral Estelle Dec 2010
First page of the next chapter
Starts with a sunrise to myself
Glowing orange and pink and gold.
Moving through time, morphed into a daydream.
Sun tan kisses,
Long awaited wavy wishes.

Summers dawning just in time
And waiting on the other side,
Were warm, brown blooms 
Found for me to float upon.

Lake water landing, firm and easy.
Foxglove freedom, grew over all the grey.
Worries wilted, giving way
To liberated light.

Star gazer eyes that taste tomorrow,
Hold the hand of your marigold mermaid.
Learn to love her field wood freedom
And her lavender laugh.

Little lily touches
Inconsistent, yet assured,
Shoot their sparks
Up to all the spiraling stars.
The colors of the cosmos sunset overflow,
And bleed their glitter into tomorrow's morning.
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