Leahamarie Michelle: Favorites

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

r

Ours was less an Arab Spring
and more a half-hearted coup d'état.
There was no immolation,
no burning desire on your part;
no passion in the streets of you.

You stole in at night
through a window I'd left open,
a crack in my need
for something more than mere
existence. From me there was
no resistance.

I let you lead, and followed blindly;
my voice I raised on your behalf
against all that I had known before.
Your words, your whispers
alone could incite me to storm
against the strongest walls.

Now, as summer comes
and this sectarian affair,
this spring uprising
that we called us has ended,
I sweep the streets of our debris
and wander down
the empty avenues
of you, half-hearted.

r ~ 6/5/14

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Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

Smile

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

Leonard Steven Declan

Smile

I'm more
strung out on pictures,
Than she's ever been,
And she's the one
shooting up,
******,

So I'm not surprised,
I can't let you in.

Yeah, I think this is fine.
I don't want to,
Call you mine.

Still In my eyes,
You can do no wrong.
And for every smile,
I could write a song.

Then when you fell asleep,
Right in my arms,
It was like the world,
Could do us no harm.

Yes,

It was all a dream,
For a little while,
I just hope you know,
That It made me,

Smile

E

#emotion

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

KPPC

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

pushthepulldoor

KPPC

The other day
I stood atop the old psychiatric center
and stared at the sky.
I marveled at the stars
and how close I felt to them,
while I was 12 stories of abandonment
and insanity and torment high.
I couldn't help but truly feel the
stars were like scars etched into the sky.
It made me think of the patients
who were left to rot
in the building I was standing on.
They looked so alive, yet
they were already dead.

#sad #death #dead #stars #sky #abandoned #scars #realization #wow #revelation #center #psychiatric

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

a devil of regrets in the disguise

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

mark john junor

a devil of regrets in the disguise

i found her in a field of flowers
dancing slow to the summer song
lost in her mind to the dream of a broken heart
dancing sensual with her dreams of lovers nonexistent
lost in the beauty of daylights pretty wonders
she had daffodils in her hair
she had midnight in her eye

i took her to the hilltop
far and above the sea
far from the temptations and tastes
the toxic poisons that are the worlds playthings
for wicked is the worlds kiss
and i thought if i could shelter her
she would heal of her own accord
she would be the girl i once loved

i had gone looking for a square meal for the mind
little intellectual meat and potatoes good for the soul
but as i was supping and laughin with casual company
i heard the distant crack of thunder breaking
like the uniforms of illogical world come to claim
their greasy hands on her clean white linens
stole her away in the rain
stole away my sweet lover never to be seen again

so now i sail these back roads
on the trapeze of delicate balances
of firing loose cannonballs at the
fleeing desperadoes wreathed in silken plunders
balanced against my pockets overflowing
with the wicked maelstrom of misery's and mysteries
that my dark woman's heart and dreams made for me
beloved is for more than just for a passing day
i will never stop searching for this wayward lover
remembering her salt thigh and ruby lips

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

The Entry

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

Katelyn G

The Entry

Dear reader,
I have hope.
I found it buried
beneath ashes
I had made.

I'm okay now.

I once burned
the bridges
that kept me sane
but I've rebuilt them
and crossed them.

I am safe now.

I neglected
to tell you
what I had done
and how it felt
to be freed.

I am freed now.

Come with me
cross that bridge
and find a way
to be okay,
to fly.

Come fly with me.

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

My Cocoon tightens—Colors tease—

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

Emily Dickinson

My Cocoon tightens—Colors tease—

1099

My Cocoon tightens—Colors tease—
I’m feeling for the Air—
A dim capacity for Wings
Demeans the Dress I wear—

A power of Butterfly must be—
The Aptitude to fly
Meadows of Majesty implies
And easy Sweeps of Sky—

So I must baffle at the Hint
And cipher at the Sign
And make much blunder, if at least
I take the clue divine—

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

TeLIEvision.

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

Leonard Steven Declan

TeLIEvision.

The Telievision
Tells you things,
Lets you know,
Just what to think.

You can never stare too long,
The news tells you
what's right from wrong.

Go on out and,
buy these things,
diet pills will,
Make you shrink

You've got life,
made up all wrong,
Just compare it
to the songs.

Your life isn't MTV,
So you must try,
And be just like me.

Unfinished

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

The Tyger

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

William Blake

The Tyger

Tyger Tyger. burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye.
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears:
Did he smile His work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

To You

Jun 2014 Leahamarie Michelle

prompty

To You

«Your life was offered to you;
There is no greater gift.

Forget the gold, forget the time,
from life such things are born.

But,
if your eyes were meant to change the world,
know this:

The moment is now.»

#gold #life #world #time #change #gift