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Meredith Ann Sep 17
I still have words to write about you,
fragments, realizations, and refreshed feelings.

But they are no longer motivated by anguish,
or confusion or desperation.

Occasionally I feel a pang in my heart,
But it leaves me nothing but sick and searching for a new life.

It's not until days like today when confronted by shared experiences,
That my mind races with images and ideas.

Something about sitting in a circle discussing strangers secrets,
leaves me wanting to create my own

But when I finally settle down to examine my heart,
I just see a grey space where burning orange once seared.

The grey oozes across my thoughts,
dimming the introspection that guided my words.

It leaves behind the shadows of a few memories,
but mainly just the tattered sting of an aged insult.
My prolificy is fading and I'm not sure what that means.
  Jul 29 Meredith Ann
Shamai
I close  my eyes
And joyfully enter
The world inside
The ebb and flow
Of luminescent colours
That guide my way
To the inner worlds
I have found a place
Of happiness
Joy and peace
That has always laid
Inside of me
The doorway
To life
Everlasting
  Jul 29 Meredith Ann
Mara
pennies
and coins
don't make noise

sit a little closer
I can't see
your face

turned away

rain
clouds
you

all I think
is

you
   you  
        you

I know
you won't

I see you
and
I forget the concept of words
and
I lose my tongue

well
thank
you
for charming me
I  
know
it
wasn't
you intention

sit closer
can you see my eyes

well
apples
and
pears

you
        you
                  you


are right here
  Jul 29 Meredith Ann
Monika Layke
I feel the starlight
from the space
howls came from.

I caress below
the hull of the shark.

Purple-pink
a fruit basket sinks
suspended
above the chaos.
  Jun 19 Meredith Ann
Katinka
You
the one with messy brown hair
brown eyes
with you birthmark over the left side of your face.
You who left me crying.
You who made me believe in love for the first time.
You who stole my first kiss
first time
first.

You
with your straight blonde hair
blue eyes
and that stupid smirk
You who left me broken
You who showed me a new way of living
You who left me being second choice
second best
second.

You
with your dark blonde hair
hazel eyes
you with your beautiful hands
You who left me angry
You who showed me a different way of love
You who went with me on my third concert
third love
third.

You
with your curly brown hair
hazel eyes
with your cute braces you never liked
You who left me questioning
You who showed how hard love can be
You who decided I wasn´t worth it
You never happend
We never did.

I
with wavy dark brown hair
hazel eyes
with freckles on my face

I who loved everyone of you
but still couldnt forget you,
number two

I who loved everyone of you
but you left me wanting more,
number four

I who loved everyone of you
was being loved.
but not anymore.
Usally I write my poems on paper first, and then I will reread them and think about them, may make some changes and then upload them here. But in this very second I am just so full of emotion that I want to write and I want it to be honest so no rereading or correcting. Just me.
Meredith Ann Jun 12
Joy
Heart swells
Like candy fiz foam
sticky, sweet, and growing

As it tingles
all the way down
to dance like butterflies in my stomach
Zots feel like the small but budding excitement for new beginnings.
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