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Exhaustion is the price of vigilance.
My cats sleep all the time now,
it seems.  It hurts
                but i understand.

The road has a hypnotic effect
as it gazes back into us all.
The void consumes everything
but becomes nothing,
compressed infinitely smaller,
enslaving particles, photons,
feelings, planets, systems, and
processes.

Feeling isn't saying, and
meaning isn't doing.
Impressions are sculpted into
the granite of our mountains
by the expressions of the
winds.

When the eagles soar overhead
they must all pass through
the wormhole to hunt,
to ****** victory from defeat,
a sustained life from a
final death,
but it is all perspective.

Roadkill live life in the fastlane,
if life is indeed a highway.
Woodland creatures brave existence
only by darting to the other side
of the killzone, timing the gaps,
patiently judging the distance.
"Going Tharn" = a deer (or other animal) frozen in the headlights, unable to flee from an impending certain death
A hundred crows from all corners,
Flew into view, and whirled about,
As if the cracked earth set quaking,
As if the sky was tiding, sloe black,
What ominous undulations accrued,
What murderous tribulations due?
The very sound they made was tear,
Was tirade and all those black flecks;
Dark sparkles of sun, shadows of fear.
 Nov 2013 Jaymisun Kearney
anneka
loving you* is being on the highest drop of the tallest roller coaster in the world over and over again, despite being afraid of heights.

missing you is drowning in the depths of the ocean, and never having learnt how to swim.

meeting you was beginning an endless journey that started and ended at its destination; for no matter how far i go, somehow i always find my way back to you.

(A.H.Z)
 Nov 2013 Jaymisun Kearney
-
colors fade when I think
of the times I let you in
I gave you access
to my sensitive parts
my heart being one
my body being another
time changed before we knew it
and now we're both lonesome
pretending we don't love each other
but still we have times of small talk
you seem fine without me
and it makes my heart shatter
into a thousand pieces
into a thousand parts
you promised this
was going to last
© Natali Veronica 2013.
Wanderlust
The song of my blood running through these veins

Please say there's someone else
Who is this antsy too
Who never can stay still
There's just too much to do

People to meet
Languages to speak
Sunsets to see
Food to eat
Mountains to climb
Stories to hear
Laughter to share

Will I ever stop to stay still
The honest truth
I would not dare

E.Poe
*Nov 2013
 Nov 2013 Jaymisun Kearney
Emily
Sometimes I forget
The way my heart raced rapidly
Or the way my stomach turned
Sometimes I forget
The way I couldn't do anything
Or go anywhere
Without thinking of you
Or talking to you
Nor did I want to
I didn't want any second
To be spent apart
Sometimes I forget
No matter what time of day
Dawn, afternoon, night
We would get so wrapped up
In each other, in the lust of it all
And completely give in
To a time of sin
It was so blissful
I felt it, it was so strong
Sometimes I forget
How much you'd need me
And how much I'd need you
There was such a yearning
And longing between us
You were my oxygen
My drug of choice
Sometimes I forget
The smile on my face
That would never leave
Everyone would wonder
Who or what
I was so wrapped up in
Little did they know
It was someone I loved
More than I had loved before
And these are the reasons why
It's impossible to ever forget you
You're always in my heart
Always occupying my mind
The presence of you
Will always linger
You were a part of me
And you forever will be
© Peyton 2013
 Nov 2013 Jaymisun Kearney
-
I miss you more than I say
I love you more every day
Little sisters want closeness
They want a bit of care
But if you're going to act like this
Then why am I even here?
Your strange emotion
It keeps me frozen
It leaves me numb
My heart is broken
I miss our bond
I miss the love
We displayed
When we were kids
Never knew growing up
Would tear us apart
I miss you, I need you
You're my sister
Can you hear me?
I don't know what to do
Sisters are forever, remember?
I can't even feel happy
Because of the distance
Between you and me
It stings, it burns, it kills
I'm surprised I survived
The tortures of this
Separation anxiety
It never fails
To break me
© Natali Veronica 2013.

In tears. excuse my sad poetry.
 Nov 2013 Jaymisun Kearney
Julia
I'm sure that when you look at her
you see waking up together on cold
winter mornings,
she wrapping the robe more tightly
across her chest in attempt to save
body heat.

I hate the idea of strangers.
 Nov 2013 Jaymisun Kearney
Julia
I don't know how
the birds always stay singing
& the trees' leaves always
grow back,
greener than before,
while I get smaller inside with
each passing fall.

Everyone says that I am
a perfect fit,
but no one ever wears me.
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