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glassea Oct 2015
i thought i could write, but then you came along,
and i realized i didn't understand
anything
at all.
glassea Oct 2015
8
it tastes like quiet, here
the trees watch and do not
movespeakbreathe -
they do not tell the curious sky
what is changing below

it tastes like quiet, here
eighteen species of birds
gone deaf from this silence,
and thirty more
who have forgotten their song

it tastes like quiet, here
shining goldgreengray with
the darkest of clouds

it tastes like quiet, here
and it is so easy
to forget yourself:
impose the heart on forests
and leave it behind

and it tastes like quiet, you think
but you do not remember
knowing anything else
  Oct 2015 glassea
beth fwoah dream
the river longs for the sea,
stars like blue arcs,
ghostly voices
hum on the breeze,
the flowers of
the night
blossom in the starlight,
the air seems to soften
and clouds drift and drift,
puddles of grey inks with
even greyer moods.
glassea Oct 2015
7
the day is filled with ghosts.
the living rest at night,
when dead laughs are silenced
by shadows of the stars.
  Oct 2015 glassea
Day
Which side of the looking glass
am I even in?
Does is even matter?
glassea Oct 2015
6
all that glisters is not gold,
for the moon shines a silver
brighter than this sun.
glassea Oct 2015
(there are churches left standing in war zones.)

there are churches left standing in war zones and
they're a symbol
of far-off war-torn places
because destruction is universal.

(blood stains the walls
but they are still holy
and still there.)

there are churches left standing in war zones on
the front page of newspapers,
shouting numbers and figures
but never tragedy.

(there is nothing more powerful
than a bombed-out miracle.)

there are churches left standing in war zones because
soldiers know that in churches
words cut deeper than bullets,
than bayonets,
and the destruction of that power
would be atomic bomb
ground zero
hiroshima nagasaki
hundreds dead and
decades of fallout.

(hospitals and morgues are gone.
the church still stands.)

there are churches left standing in war zones
filled with dust and rubble
and blood and death and dying
and faith screaming for hope
and the church is still standing
but nothing
else
breathes.

(and the church watches war
and she laughs.)
i mean some of these go for all religious edifices but the one you see most often on the news is a church

this was also meant to be read aloud which is why there's not a lot of structure/consistent breaks
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