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Katy Owens Nov 2013
Water, drips
Escaping from cold pipes
Claustrophobic caverns of mildew and moisture
Collecting in pools at the mouth of the faucet, forming and fusing until it's big enough
To fall

Drop
Plummets down, an endless journey, toward the white expanse of a sink and the impending drain that crowns it
Flowing down the smooth porcelain sides, nearer to that terrifying drain
Lingering on the edges until the water once more collects
And down the drain the drip falls
Back to the claustrophobic pipes
Time to go again
Katy Owens Nov 2013
Sharp shape
Not as dangerous
As it looks

Something silver
Nothing is
Always as it seems

Surreptitiously silent
All they want
Is to simply be

Staunchly stoic
Don't judge those
Books by their covers

Soft sentience
Your judgement could take
A light away

Surrendered self
Drown out the scoffers
Just be
Katy Owens Oct 2013
It's what keeps
your world to
gether
Stops you from
falling a
part
Ray of hope
on a rain
y day
The ship
of friends
never broken
Katy Owens Oct 2013
forever and always.
a very long time.
Flying along with the feeling of freedom. elation. sprouting wings, they shoot out from shoulderblades. Time to sour. Unrestrained, liberty and life in the breath of the clouds. Whole and Complete. Joy unending.
these things can't be written, only felt and forgiven. Unbidden, so, welcome still. Freedom of the soul can't be lost of sold. the way the music plays, crescendos and dances. Notes the most beautiful melody of joyous abandon.
Release. Fly.
Freedom in the waves, wings glide along glistening waters.
Sparkles.
Millions of diamonds dancing atop waters, delighting in the laughter of joy and, innocence. Wings unfurl, plummet through sky. no stopping no turning no end to this flight. Can't open or close, define or control. this freedom brings so, much, more. Words can't describe, minds can't imagine. Poets left wordless, musicians without notes.
Purity, not a definable thing. This love, that they sing. it isn't a definable thing.
release, be free. That's the song to be sung, nothing can come, near. Sweeping and swirling, with no worries simply twirling. unimaginable. uncontainable. the beauty of this freedom song. A dance, sweet flight, all things beautiful. Release and relinquish and be free inside. arms open wide, wings spread so free. on top of a cliff, overlooking the sea. Breaking. Free.
Forever and always, the love of which we sing. freedom comes at a price, I'm growing new wings. break. free. New and completed, ever appreciated. Perfection in imperfection, every bit accepted and, unabbreviated. No need to say no, to change or to bend. Just spread those wings and sour through the breath of the wind. Undivided and unqualified, yet utterly complete. Perfected in the sight of love consummate.
Flawless, fearless, freely flying, forever and always. such a very long time.
Perfectly broken and unintentionally flawed. Beautiful in the chaos of a world still in snow. Beautifully broken, all the battles have been won. sweet wings open wide, feathers glisten and gleam.
fly. fly.
fly free.
Katy Owens Oct 2013
trepidation.
walk on eggshells. Don't make the wrong move. words are more powerful than you know. vanquished by them, yet again. Woulds never heal when written by a blade of sound.
walk away.
hopeless, forlorn. dejected and rejected. failure cuts a knife so deep. why. Never should make a person feel, this way. rejected. a state of being denied, shunned, dropped, jilted or abandoned. Drop-kicked is more accurate. through thoughts and feelings and walls of un-intention. Unintentional doesn't mean, unafflicting. It's not unconditional.
Up, down, turn around. Hide and seek, but words will always find you. Ominous. Noxious. Apocalyptic. Impending and inauspicious, never pending doom. Don't drown. words surround. Overpower and oppress, get in touch with loneliness. Inescapable. Better to surrender. words.
Immobilize. Can't even hear. Things being said, here. take out. shut off. take over. can't control. it's overtaking. seize power. let go. it'll never stop. Beaten. Buried. Conquered. No respite here. Weariness, none do care. Defeated, run-over. a dump truck of cruelty crushing, running over your heart. The soul is next. **** the heart, now defeat the senses. can't, survive. stressed and, suppressed.
The power of a consonant hath never been matched.
Rip apart, tear down from the start. People don't matter when reduced to mere words and petty emotion. Remove humanity. Steal personality. Nothing matters. Anymore. Disheartened and, Decomposed. Striped bare. unaware. doesn't matter, anymore.
forebodingly frightful. frustrating, feeble, failing, falling, faintheartedly framed. Fuddled. Flustered. No solution to this mess. no respite from such unbearable distress. The fright won't subside.
What a great terror, to be left outside. Alone. In the dark. words. tear, destroy. Shut out in the cold, still scared and alone. Abandoned and deserted. Desolate in a land of cruel misintentions. Uneager comprehensions.
Falling, no stopping. Fear suffocating any chance for hope. Fall.
Katy Owens Oct 2013
Setting sun silhouettes me
Pinks and blues gently
receding
night sky overtakes
moments sweetly drift by
reminiscing
days and details slip through my mind
picking up names and
dropping bad lines
good can remain
banked for another day
unwanted memories slip away
bright colors paint darkening sky
as sun fades
Katy Owens Oct 2013
peace, peace they
cry but there is, no peace
reverberating
please from our lips and
signs, protests and petitions
not enough to say it
tattoo it on your wrists, songs
crooning what we wish
words never are enough will
we practice what
we preach
turn, the other cheek
for peace comes
only when love and
justice are enough
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