Olivia A Keaton: Favorites

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

destiney dawn

People always tell you to "face your fears"

And everyday that our hands collide,
You hug me close to your chest so tight I can smell nothing but your expensive cologne I got you for Christmas,
Trusting you with my laughs,
My honesty,
My love.

It's the biggest thing I'm scared of because loving you is my greatest fear. How do you know you are driving off the cliff on a foggy morning? You fall.

And now I feel like I'm falling so abruptly, and I won't be able to get up.

Cause when you finally break my heart I won't even have enough heart to tell myself " i T o l d Y o U S O "

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

Razors & Roses

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

SøułSurvivør

Razors & Roses

Thirteen roses in a row
Red rain falls,
Don't you know
Down the window
Pain it goes
In the gutters
Through the nose
Where's the thunder
When it flows...?

(Chorus)
Wrapped around
The gauze that's stained
What difference snow?
The same as pain
When it melts
It's just rain.

Withered flowers.
Falling leaves.
It's a howling in the eaves
It's the cult the
Maimed believe
No one cares.
No one grieves.
Cover up.
Long jeans & sleeves.

Razors are a water slide
On track like
A carny ride
Over arms & over thighs
Release all
The pain inside

(Chorus)

It's an ocean
Where we sail
A coin that can be
Heads or tails
A lover's letter,
Or junk mail
A piece of garbage.
Holy grail.

(Chorus)

SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/23/2017

This song I REALLY want to release. Cutting is a terrible epidemic in our young people. It has almost replaced street drugs as the scourge of youth...

#cutting #pain #life #love #rain #razors #roses #hellopoetry107

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

Nesting

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

Abigail Sedgwick

Nesting

Picture it:
a frenzied,
perhaps slightly insane,
blur of a woman
organizing blankets
by their color
and folding socks
so tiny that they
end up looking
like cherry tomatoes.

Picture it:
mint green walls
covered in lambs
and handfulls of
un-filled picture
frames (plus a
hidden smudge
and nail, because
I'm no good with
a hammer).

Picture it:
a belly so big
and beautiful
it takes up more
space technically
than it does
physically because
it outshines
itself with vibrant
life and punches
and rolls.

Picture it.

Oh.
Just picture it.

4 weeks and counting! So in love with this baby boy.

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

The sun....خورشید

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

Ramin Ara

The sun....خورشید

Learn
The way
Of illumination
From
The
Sun
And
Bestow
Light
Upon
Earth
And
Water

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

Art of Writing

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

Jessica Burgess

Art of Writing

Poetry has always been a habit of mine
I used to write whenever I had time
I drifted away from this passion so quickly
I quite miss the words falling together
It's how I express myself
So I don't keep everything inside
I let strangers read my feelings
And suddenly I wish to hide
In a deep black hole
Where I cannot be found
My words may mean nothing to you
Though the words have feelings as well
As I begin to write these poems my brain begins to swell
Hoping to get the flowing perfect
That doesn't 't seem to happen often
I've forgotten my creativity
But never the passion for writing
I've always enjoyed the writing
Essays or stories may vary
I use to write poems
Although I feel my emotions are scary
I don't wish to be normal
I prefer to be inimitable
I don't wish to grow up
However I am quite mature
My studies and interests change quite often
For I change my mind quickly
Trying to decide which choice
Would make my life better
Poetry I've miss you dear
Writing I have returned here

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

Iron Fairy

Jul 2017 Olivia A Keaton

Gidgette

Iron Fairy

I purchased an iron fairy,
she dances for me
upon my coffee table

Her wings,
always intact

She's coloured blue
Lake blue
Her tag said

She shall never break,
nor fade,
with the passage of time

Or so I'm told
by the department store of Macy's
from which, she was sold

She will dance
till God comes back

And I,
I'll watch...
As I do

My daughter will play with her
I've named her
And play with her Too

That blue, iron fairy
belongs to me
As I once belonged to others.....

And she's lucky
that
Iron fairy

I really did buy a blue iron fairy. Stells really does play with her, as do I, being the eternal child I am. Her wings, are much stronger than mine. So much love to you all.