Kimberly Semiday: Poems

Breathtaking

Kimberly Semiday Nov 2016

Breathtaking

Give me a woven necklace,
to hang around my throat.
You always knew black and blue,
were my favorite colors.

#death #abuse #bruises #rope

Camouflage

Kimberly Semiday Aug 2016

Camouflage

When in nature,
chameleons will alter their original form,
in order to survive.

If you placed her next to those miraculous creatures,
she would put their shape shifting to shame.

For as long as she could remember,
she camouflaged her colors so she could survive.

She bended and molded to be
whatever people wanted her to be.

The problem with this is,
after the threat has gone,
chameleons will once again return to their truest form.

But for her it's always survival of the fittest.
And if you asked her,
She wouldn't know which colors,
truly belonged to her,
Anymore.

#survival #camouflage #chameleons

Capsize

Kimberly Semiday Aug 2016

Capsize

Wading,
maybe the proper word is waiting.
Waiting with rock filled pockets, holding heavy onto my hips,
ocean wrapping itself tenderly around me just like my mother used to,
fingers and body disappearing beneath the transparent water.

Nature slipping down my throat causing fire brushed lungs,
eyes turned up to the sky, a silent goodbye.
No more wading, no waiting.
Only sharp pain dulling,
tiredness becomes peace.
Capsizing.

#nature #ocean #songs #drown #capsize

Embers

Kimberly Semiday Sep 2016

Embers

I want to know you
The way your hand heats my skin
Set me on fire

#love #ashes #fire #passion #romance #heat

Flash Flood Warning

Kimberly Semiday Aug 2016

Flash Flood Warning

Warning!
Her mouth spews thunder while sunken eyes flash brighter than lightning.
Warning!
The fury that stirs within her could tear down houses faster than a twister. Believe me,
no force is strong enough to stop her once the wind picks up.
Warning!
This woman is a perfect storm.
Every time she cries, tears hail from her eyes, so untamed it could drown cities.

But he loves it.
He loves that no amount of restraint can stop her winds from exhuming trees from the earth.
He loves that there are not enough words to subdue the typhoon that envelops her head.
How courageous it is to stand in the eye of the storm showing no signs of fear, even more courageous when you lie with that storm every night.

You see,
I am that tornado ripping a part everything in my path.
I **** the sun out of the sky through a straw that is my own mind and leave nothing left behind but grey.
It is not a noble feat to love me. You do not get praise for standing out in the storm.
I never asked you to wait in the rain.
I never promised you a rainbow.
When you met me I blared my flash flood warning and handed you and umbrella.
I told you that I am like nature,
layered and unpredictable.

So when you come to me,
with a smile on your face saying that you've weathered the storm,
don't say I didn't warn you
when you hear thunder rumbling in the distance.

Sometimes when you can't sleep at 4am you listen to the thunder and pretend that you are as beautifully intricate as nature.

#storm #damage #warning #trigger

Forgotten

Kimberly Semiday Sep 2016

Forgotten

I miss you in words that don't exist,
the way the moon misses the sun,
and plants miss rain in a drought.

I miss you in feelings that I don't understand.
When I scan rooms I only search for your face,
but it's never there.

I miss your smile, like I miss warmth,
even when it's sunny I don't feel it on my skin.
Your absence leaves a void,
I just want to be whole again.

#love #loss #missing #somber

Funky Bones

Kimberly Semiday Aug 2016

Funky Bones

Tiredness has made a playground of my body.

Constantly jumping on my bones.

#bones #funky

Haiku for You

Kimberly Semiday Sep 2016

Haiku for You

Brick, by brick, by brick
We build our hearts like small homes
Settle down in mine

#love #home #content #romance

Haiku for You Pt 2

Kimberly Semiday Jul 2017

Haiku for You Pt 2

Grateful for hello
Never want to say goodbye
Lets go back to start

#haiku #love

Inevitable

Kimberly Semiday Sep 2016

Inevitable

Time is ticking away for him.
Those days when he's in the awake will slip out of his fingers like grains of sand on the beach.
The rushing tide will weaken him until he is yearning for sleep.

Storms are inevitable.
Tiredness is inevitable.
We must all rest to calm those raging waves,
but when he lays down to let his mind slumber,
he knows he'll never wake up again.

#life #sleep #nature #waves #struggles

Litost

Kimberly Semiday Sep 2016

Litost

When I grab scissors from my bedside table,
to draw patterns along the flesh of my thighs,
I try to imagine something beautiful.

I carve daisies and sunflowers into my skin,
like children carve pumpkins at Halloween,
and for a moment my body can bleed out the voices,
until they’re silent.

Another expert from my prose love child that I formatted into a poem.

#harm #pain #dark #voices #relief

Old Friend

Kimberly Semiday Sep 2016

Old Friend

Nothing stops him.
He sneaks into my bed at night while
I am asleep and wraps his arms
around me tight.

When I wake there is no relief.
He only clings to me tighter when I try to break free.

But this is the only form of intimacy
I know.
Like an old friend,
I succumb to the power of emptiness.

I want so desperately to feel
something more.
How can I when he promises
sweet release if I follow him
into the darkness?

It’s only in my suffering
that I am reminded that I am
still painfully
and willingly
alive.

#love #depression #shadow #friend #darkness

Our Bodies like Branches

Kimberly Semiday Sep 2016

Our Bodies like Branches

Let us be like trees in autumn.
Let us turn colors and leave the landscape of this world more beautiful than it was before.
Let others bask in the purity of our evolutionary changing leaves.

May we not be afraid to shed our skin.
May we know that even when we are most barren, like the branches of winter it will not last.

Spring will come again.
It will put bark back on our trunks.
It will feed our roots that we embedded deep within the earth.
It will allow us to bloom again.

#nature #change #seasons #evolution

Petals

Kimberly Semiday Aug 2016

Petals

Like a wilting rose,
your petals break and cascade
from your too tired body.

Isn't it funny how things,
are most beautiful
right before they
die.

#life #death #nature #roses #wilting

Stardust

Kimberly Semiday Aug 2016

Stardust

And when she cried,
galaxies poured out of her eyes.
Even the darkest parts of her,
were laced with stars.