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I’m having spring fever
Dreams again.
My hands ache to be
Anchored in dirt
Like the roots of a plant,
Delicate and stubborn.

My skin begs for the sun,
Leave kisses where
She’s been. Freckles, undiscovered
****** constellations,
Guide me home; a map to
The real garden of Eden.

My lungs crave the sweet,
The musky,
The dusty smell of outside;
Fresh and natural.
The cold smell of winter lingers,
But not much longer.

Ears attuned to every song
Of the birds,
And every chirp of an insect;
Music to my ears,
The sound of celebration. Growth,
We are all becoming.
You don’t get lemon,
Life gives you lime;
The sour taste of
Traveling through time.

The past tastes like
Margarita the second time around,
Long forgotten scents
Accompany too familiar sound.

A forbidden place, you may
Gaze, but never dwell.
Memories, like sirens, hold
You captive in their spell.

If you insist on a visit,
Just don’t stay long.
Past is evidence of
Where it all went wrong.
I feel like a stranger
In my home,
In my body;
Invisible and wearing
A sheet over my head.

Unheard by all
Worldly ears,
I’m sure the universe
Turns a blind eye
To my prayers.

I like to relate
Myself to bamboo;
Hollow but strong-
Willed. Lanky and
Filled with watery wisdom.

But quiet,
Oh so quiet.
A deadly weapon
And a shield
Against unlistening ears.
I perceive you as a siren,
Using song to draw me in.
Brilliant, but aching,
Your favorite melody
Engulfing the sea;
Breaking glass through lonely love.

Bitter as bleach, the
Words roll off your velvet
Tongue and past acidic
Lips. You’re a hypnotist
Disguised as a broken heart
With a guitar.

Your fingers corrode the
Walls I’ve built, my
Stability in shambles.
I succumb to your song
And follow it to the waters edge,
Eager to die hearing your voice.
The sky spills out
In rose gold as the
Insects begin their song
And the lightning bugs
Start their laser show.

Emerald tree frogs hum
Along with the locusts,
And tranquility seeps
Like chlorophyll
Into my bones.

Darkness covers the landscape,
Slow and steady.
Rose replaced by lavender,
And again by indigo. A loon
Cries a lonely tune to the sky.

The stars wink and
I inhale deeply.
Summer nights smell like
Moss and creek water,
A reminder of heaven at home.
Full disclosure,
My deepest fear is
Losing you.
Seemingly petty, but
The memories you’d
Leave me would be
A phantom limb,
Forever haunting me.

Kaleidoscope eyes,
They see the world in
Color, but they
Don’t see me.
Grey backsplash in
A city of rainbow;
The windows
Betray me.

A white witch
Stares at me in
The mirror, vile
And feeling loveless.
These lying eyes
Find bad intention
Everywhere I
Go.

This tricky brain
Plants seeds of
Doubt and jealousy,
Oh how they grow.
Hazel eyes green
With envy make
A generous
Green thumb.

For the record,
Playing victim got
Easier as my heart
Allowed itself to feel
All I’ve repressed.
It’s more convenient
To do the hurting
When I’m hurting, too.

Though I swear I
Never meant to enjoy
It so much,
Nor did I want to use it
On you. I
Am shameful of this
Power, and you are
Undeserving of the wrath.

Metamorphosis,
I will mold myself
Into a new being;
Eyes green with nurture
And lacking envy.
Full disclosure, I
Have you to thank for this;
Your arms, the catharsis.
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