marina

marina Apr 2013

(you were)
going
                  g o i n g
                                    g o i n g

(and all too suddenly)
gone

an awful kick off to ten-word tuesday
but whatevs

marina Apr 2013

my fingers stumble when i try to play your favourite melody

sometimes, i wonder
if you still cry
when you hear our song
(just like i do)

and i know it's selfish
but i still hope that every
love poem you write
makes you think of
me

oh, my whole world, it is sleeping,
but my world is you.

the paper kites- that band just kills me now. i can't even play the song correctly anymore since i walked away from this. even though i'm getting over you, thinking about you still trips me up every once in a while.

marina Apr 2013

whispers

i wish i could hold all your freckles
in the palm of my hand,
(sprinkle them across my body
and drown in them slowly,)

so i could carry a piece of you
with me, always.

&i; don't think the title will make any sense in relation to the poem
unless you are me. so disregard it. c:

marina Apr 2013

natural disasters

some words move me so much
that i am surprised
they do not cause an earthquake

(i wonder how my bones shake
without the world taking notice)

so there are some really incredible poets on here that don't get the attention they deserve. their words have left me rattled.
if you're in the mood, check 'em out, yo. i'm sure they'd really appreciate it (:

http://hellopoetry.com/-hkr/
http://hellopoetry.com/-tatianna-tyler/
http://hellopoetry.com/-kylie-marshall/

and that's the end of my promoting.

marina Apr 2013

lately i've been feeling black and white (10w)

i've been
longing to ask
if you'd
colour
me
in

(i wouldn't even mind
if you didn't take the time
to stay inside the lines)

marina Apr 2013

making sense of things (10wx2)

i read "we accept the love we
think we deserve"

is that why i walked
away from yours
so quickly?

i've played too much guitar today. my fingers hurt and i'm tired but the sadness won't go away.

marina Apr 2013

spring cleaning

you still sweep me off
my feet, but it's time
to shake away the
dust you left on me.

it's spring and it's lovely out and the sun reminds me of summer and oh my gosh, time cannot go fast enough. 40 more days left. only 26 of those are school days. 3 of those days are exam days.
somebody teach me how to make time fly.