Mikaelyn White

Mikaelyn White Oct 2014

The simple art of poetry
Cannot be expressed by me
It cannot be expressed by I
But it must be expressed by we

It is not always as simple as words
Yet there does not have to be rhyme and verse
In short, it may be plain
But when read it gives feeling
Again and again

#poetry #art #simplicity

Mikaelyn White Oct 2014

I.

10:20 AM.
Another morning..
A failure again
Succumbed to the weight
For which I see myself
Two black eyes
Gouged in desperation
One dark mind
Failing to grasp

*Yet He still reclaims me

Mikaelyn White Oct 2014

Untitled (15 w)

What are you afraid of my dear?
Do you not understand fear is only fear?

If only things were so simple...

#15w

Mikaelyn White Oct 2014

Behind a Cloak of Lies

The smiles mean nothing.
They are only pain.
Who do they benefit?
..the ones who don't know?
A buried heart will never see the light,
But the rain pours harsh on the open ground.

This is a tad old, but mediocre nonetheless.

Mikaelyn White Oct 2014

Triumphant

Seeping through the skin,

A thousand watching eyes.

They prey for the weak,

The lost hopeless sheep.

           but
                   I
                      am
                             not
                      nor
               will
             I
    ever
be

AGAIN.

Mikaelyn White Oct 2014

My Little Brown Moth

Little ringlets of soft black hair
A pair of eyes so soft
I saw myself in her today
Until she flew
My little brown moth

Sometimes I reach my hands out far and feel her in the breeze
The trees bow down in solemn
For she is so far from me
Until up with a gust

She blows off..

Two tiny hands held strong
A gentle heart so warm (so soft!)
I saw myself in her today
Until she flew
My little brown moth

#memories #longing #flight #moth

Mikaelyn White Oct 2014

In Darkness (A Past Long Gone)

Caress my soul a thousand times.
Drag me out of the dark...
Pull me in and open my eyes.
Feed me, love me, trust me.
Believe in who I am... your everything, your hope.
Show me the stars... show me heart.
A heart full of confusion
...a life of lies.
Who is real?
The flesh is a scam,
A wicked, twisted trick.
Who may prevail?

I wrote this last year. It is no longer applicable.. for my Savior has saved me. He is the answer to my questions, and I pray the same for all!