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Liz Anne Apr 2012
Daisies billowing in the wind

Callouses on her broken hands

Peaceful plots and naïve nurseries bloom

And every blossom withers

She once left her home for someone new

Freedom forced her heart to move

She ran past dry dirt byways

As she burned through city blocks

Somewhere searching they’d find

The remnants of flight she left behind

Bristling in the last fall breeze she fractures

Long white wisps fall down her back

Her feathers take to the last bit of wind

Her full heart is breaking

For the bittersweet kiss of mortality

And for all those who will forever

Hold tight to the fallen tendrils

She first let fly under the old willow

They’ll visit her there one day

With her lost feathers in their hair
Liz Anne Apr 2012
I haven't seen the sun since yesterday
But that's no excuse not to feel the pain
Without the time I didn't spend with you
I could never really be sure I'd find my own
But here I am longing to be stranded and alone
There you sit welcoming unbeknownst to her
God, I hope I'm not her but then again
Surely somewhere there is somebody who
Knows a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy
Who once loved a girl like my stupid self
Liz Anne Apr 2012
She walks
Like there's a tiger in her thighs
Smooth, languid, and threatening
Ask her about the sun
And she'll say it hurts her eyes
Tell her she's beautiful
She'll know its almost a lie
Her lips are red
To keep you dreaming
Somewhere between
What should be
And what could be
Lean like claws
Her unwrung hands
Are rough but teasing
In the air around her
You've got every chance
But not a one will get you past
The daggers in her smile
The darkness in her laugh
Pulls you in as she saunters away
And you stare
But beneath it all
She doesn't really know
How to help you see
A Tiger Lily
Can only be free
Liz Anne Apr 2012
Haven't felt the insistence of the sun in too **** long
The sky ain't so happy with all that smoke floating around
But I just to had to burn it all to the ground
Green leaves scream and flutter like a dying phoenix
My wings are charred and I left your heart down below
No flowers have grown where no faith was shown
My fingertips ache from trying too hard to fall gracefully for you
And the great windmill waves good-bye with an air of hate
I wondered once what "we" could be
But I feel the ashes in my eyes and I guess that's over now
Fiery dances with no one watching and you weren't listening
Eucalyptus burns like no other, stinging sharp and choking thick
Sap and scalding passions, are your feet as scarred as mine
This is what happens when you dance on coals and kick up flames
You've burnt out while I still feed the fire storm in me
Liz Anne Apr 2012
I'm not beautiful
But neither are you
When mountains are moved
I begin to lose sight
Of all the places I want to go
You never left me lonely
I hope you never fade away
Long after I'm gone
I hope all these mountains
Will remind you to always stay
Roots and sculpted earth remain
Long after slow and steady love
Has left its faded mark on history
Silver peaks and rolling valleys
Become cool, creaking alleys
I'm leaving you bruised and beaten
I'm leaving your mountains unscathed
This is for all the lives you lead
Long after I'm gone
Liz Anne Apr 2012
I don't know how to tell you
All the things I wish I could
I keep telling myself
If you were worth it
You would have understood
But I'm the one who's silent
I'm the one who couldn't say
I'll forever be the one
Who ran away
And in the end I think maybe
I'm the one who wasn't worth
What it took for you say
What you needed to say to me
Liz Anne Apr 2012
You are earth but I can’t feel the sky closing in

You haven’t seen my face but marked like mine


I’ve seen your hand in my sunglasses



And that’s just enough fight for me




Calling out does no good for petulant screams





I can’t believe you’ve never seen the sea







I know now you’ll never again want me







Ghosts in my hall and monsters in my soul









I couldn’t betray them if I tried









Silence is no sorrow I’ve ever known











Gravel and rock in my path wear and weather












All of my best feet have jaded holes













Lies untouched are never unspoken














Filth and fondness grow clandestinely
















Gazing nostalgically and infuriatingly far
















Find my ever mutable, lost, and final role


















Past is no present I’d imagine living again



















You are earth but I’m not closing in
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