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Sean Briere Mar 30
Let the noise be drowned
Let the noise be drowned
Let every dream inside of me find it's way home
And slip easily,
Gently towards this world
Let me hold onto the wonder
Let me point to the sky
As my grandmother’s head tilts up
“See the moon”
“See the moon”
Searching for glimmers and holding onto child like wonder.
Sean Briere Mar 29
There are thousands of frogs waking up in the forest behind my house
A choral cacophony erupting from the bog
Like them, I'm starting to thaw
Soon I will bellow my song at the heavens
Just because I can feel I'm alive
I, too, have been in stasis
Frozen beneath the moss and rock
Stopped my heart, and forgot to live
It took the smallest amount of warmth to remind me
I want to do more than just survive
I want to open my mouth wide
Guzzle down every drop of life
Leap to the next footing
Come alive under the full moon
Feast on all the morsels around me
Savoring every speck
I want to live
Sean Briere Mar 18
Leave the flowers be
Let them bask
Let them live a full life until they shrivel into themselves until next season
Resist the urge to fix
Let other people have hard feelings
Meet discomfort with curiosity
Take it in your arms like a dancing partner
Let it swirl around you
Watch it dissipate like smoke
***** safety nets all around your mind
Crawl into pillow forts of regulation
Look for dew on the grass in the morning
Let the sun kiss your feet
Eat an extremely ripe mango
Paint your nails on the porch
Breath into your belly
Your life is happening right now
And right now
And right now
Sean Briere Mar 18
A constant craving
The laundry just sits and sits
The itch that won’t scratch
Sean Briere Mar 13
A mangled bird slumps in her gilded cage
Surrounded by opulence and feasts she cannot savor
Golden bars festooned with rolling joints and popping bones
A doll sewn by a child's hand
Pull her thread as she buckles like a blueberry
Blood
A viscous syrup in her legs
Sticky confluence
Heartbeat like a hummingbird
The nectar would likely cause an eruption of glowing pink hives
A rosy sanguine sea
Vision blurring
Rumination like hands on a clock
Round and round
Living days like
Copy, paste
Groundhog's Day
Oh, look, it's night again
Ice packs and Epsom baths
Erratic dreams
The clock resets
Oh, joy, it's day again
I wrote this to get my frustrations out about my chronic illnesses. I recently had an episode at work in front of my coworkers and I'm working through the grief and rage I'm feeling about that wall I thought I was hiding behind so well coming crashing down so publicly.
Sean Briere Feb 12
This ship is sinking.
Your sea, violent.
Lightning flashes through my mind.
There are so many words I have for you.
They try to make their way past my lips, but they are krill trapped in a baleen maw.
Instead they take a pill, fall asleep inside my head.
These watery words rise above me.
They travel down my throat and into my lungs.
I thought I took enough air before I went under.
How wrong I was.
Calm.Quiet.Ocean.
Deafening.
I'm wriggling now.
My eyes frantically searching.
The abyss stares back.
There’s a weight in my chest.
Blue.Green.Silver.
An anchor pins me to your ocean floor.
Waves have swallowed me whole.
Jetsam tumbling through like driftwood on high seas.
I set my eyes on two green jewels glittering bewitchingly.
I'm locked on them.
Two lighthouses guiding me through this storm.
I should swim away from them.
Instead they draw me near, beckoning to me.
I dive down.
I am under their thrall.
I swim hard, I swim fast.
My chest compresses.
I’m out of breath.
My body thrashes and then surrenders.
I never had a chance.
Tiny bubbles make their way upward like small galaxies holding the last of me.
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