Han - Hello Poetry

Han Apr 2015

sun&moon&everything.in.between

my heart has been broken about as many times as the tides have changed,

as many times as the sun has sunken into the valleys and ascended into the stars as a half crescent moon.

haven't posted in a while: enjoy.

#love #poetry #heart #sun #moon #hurt #mary #hannah

Han Mar 2015

intangible shore

the riptide
crawls up
my spine
just as I begin
to free myself from
its arms of
injustice
and
heart of
deviation

I just
want
a simple moment of
clarity...
a moment where I can
breathe
and
descry
a ceiling imbued with
voluminous clouds
and serene
blue.

#poem #poetry #hope #sky #hannah

Mar 2015

sweet ridicule

miscmiscmisc

I drink coffee every morning
spicy black coffee thick whole cream no sugar
cramps often fill my stomach after
the concoction is swallowed but
it feels good
when my heart picks up and goes faster
jumping and throbbing a little precocious (for so early)

socorro socorro I am buzzing

you are hiccups
not going away
Pini de Roma 4th movement cannot numb me
like you do

I am thin and small (very small)
---anyone can hurt me but not really
tickle my feet and I'll kick harder than
if you cut my heart in half-ness

best friend soulmate unforgettable
your clothes smell like me (not you)
now --less intoxicating i sleep better--
but I love them terribly much because
you taught me to love myself so
best friend soulmate unforgettable
they still smell like you
through me
in me

11:11
i wish for her infinity
and our infinity

intoxicating

#coffee #darling #1111 #hiccups #pinideroma

Mar 2015

Josh Bowman

If People Were Like Peaches

If people were like peaches
the scent of their beauty would slap your face and astound you before you catch sight of them.
The constantly blushing skin breaks when bitten to reveal the sweetness cloaked within.
Some flesh is left around the heart that has been hardened by too many days abandoned in the sun.
The body is consumed ravenously by the eyes and mouth, the most beautiful part of the fruit.
But then the heart appears, the absolute entity of the fruit.
The heart has never been a competitor of beauty for its delicious casing.
And so it is disposed.
Without a backward glance.

— The End —