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Ra May 2016
Mummy,
Happy birth-mothersday
Throw ya toast out the window
Feed it to the dog
Kiss me with your laughing eyes
Kiss me kindly with your lips
Touch my cheek with your smooth brown hands
Not one more time
But forever more times please Mum
Let's get ***** growing potatoes
Let's get paint on the carpet
Let's write love notes on the walls
Like all normal people do
Tell me to make you a cuppa tea.
(I'm turning into you mum.)
Sing my songs to me mummy
Tell me about Rindacella again
please tell me how she slopped her dripper on the stairs
Can you hear the morepork Mummy? Listen with me
Did you see that shootin' star?
Are you smelling these trees?
Wrap me up in itchy woollen cardies
Put my odd socks on
Puddle jumpin' in my gummies
In a land called Honalee
I'll climb into bed with you tonight
Lace bedspread catching my toes
Curl up in the nest of the crook of your knees
It's cold, sleep back-to-back
Dance in front of my friends if you like
They all think you're cool
Sorry I didn't tell you.
Teenagers ****.
Tell me I'm amazing
Adventurous and strong
Your courageous daughter
Smart and beautiful
Remind me I can sail ships through storms
That God is always close
Pray over me and praise with me
Read the bible again to me
Come play piano with Isobel
Or computer games if you like
I think I've killed your Farmville farm
Sorry .
Mummy
Chat with me on Facebook
Ocean's teacher likes Donald Trump
Be outraged with me please
Come with me to the school
I'll hide behind your storm
People aren't afraid of my
Gentle, steady rain
I think I hear my babies stirring
They're amazing Mum
You should see the stuff they do and say
You should see how fierce they are
You should. You should. You should.
Be. Here.
They're creeping round the house now
Making my heart laugh
I better open up my bedroom window
Ready for the toast.
Ra Apr 2016
The first time I told you I love you
I didn't say it with my mouth
I took your hand and wrote it on your palm

Over the counter while you were at work
You looked at your hand, and you looked amused
Then I laughed and ran away
Ra Mar 2016
All the flowers bloom for you
my darling
Do you know?

I see them everywhere
and see you everywhere
because I know it.
Ra Mar 2016
This is to write to you
The things I cannot say
The things I tell you all day
in my head.

I imagine I can tell you
that every morning I wake
I think about being dead.
And every night it's become my habit
to comfort myself with visions of that
until sleep arrives

But that's not to mean I will die
I'm just so numb.
I cannot tell you because people say
we say this for attention
Or to bestow you with responsibility

But although I want nothing more than for you
to come and hold me and offer me the comfort
I find in your arms
to replace the comfort of these relentless thoughts.
It is not your responsibility.

But let's not talk more of this
It's so boring.

Let's talk of how your hair smells
glorious
And your skin's so sweet and warm
and your mouth covers mine in friendly kisses.

How when I speak of pain you

embrace my hand with yours.
And even your hands are beautiful.

Of the look on your face when I showed you I had
drawn your feet.

How your eyes speak things to me.
Do mine speak to you?

What have my eyes already told you?
Maybe they've told you of this pain and my
tongue will never have to repeat it
and this poem can stay secret
Ra Nov 2015
I didn't know I needed you
Until you put your arms around me and I felt
something move inside me
into a space of
relief
And now I need you
And my neediness scares me
I like to rely on myself
Need for no one
But now you've joined the faces in my head
The ones who've touched my soul
that I've tried to hide so well
Buried beneath facade so
I can be safe.
But there are always a few
who somehow beat their way through
And remain there,
forever
Ra Nov 2015
Her voice
talkin' about Scout
Atticus Finch and Jem

I can still hear it in my head
teacher.
It still brings that lump to my throat

why do we only have that one word
love
so I can't explain properly
<insert word here>: intense attachment to a teacher who inspires you
forever

teacher who gave me so much hope
it's still what I cling to
13
14 years later
Ra Nov 2015
There's someone occupying space in my
mind and heart
again
She's new.

I can't wait to find out more about her
She's like refreshing, but warm
rain
And

I'm wondering if I'll love her
She makes me smile so hard when
smiling
seems impossible

She's lovelier than lovely
She doesn't even know me but she
hugs me so much because I said I
needed it

And I crave her now
Like I crave sunshine
She is sunshine
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