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Sky Aug 2018
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i opened my mouth
and i spoke in colors

no fanciful words and no hollow adage

i spoke in feelings,
so raw and unbridled

my lip did a tremble as music spilled out

i spoke in melody,
save rhyme and lyrics

and everything else that's so vain and worn out

i spoke in colors,
from my lips it rose
formed constellations in the afternoon sky

so i spoke in colors,
and they loved me for it

yes,
they loved me for it
  Aug 2018 Sky
liz
la distancia física
entre tu y yo
se mide por igual
en millas y el amor que tengo
chapoteando en las páginas
de cartas de amor, perfumadas
enviado a su puerta
indeleble, escrito
para tu corazón
y lleno de anhelo.

familiaridad imaginativa
el reconocimiento de dos naves
atravesando el mar de la vida
tan diferente en origen
continuamos juntos
intercambiando señales, compartiendo el mar
y un día embarcaremos
de la mano tal vez
deja que los barcos continúen
disfruta nuestra isla por un tiempo

¿la realidad nos atrapará?
no, no debería pensar así, por
te has convertido en mi realidad
despertando en el amanecer gris
y los brazos de mi compañero
capitán de su propio barco
riqueza colectiva del mar
entre nuestras manos apretadas

casado con la vida, y el uno al otro
por los enlaces de sal y luz solar
sin ataduras,
ya que no hay necesidades
el mar provee para ti y yo
vida floreciendo en las respiraciones
entre nuestros cuerpos en silencio.
for jhorman
Sky Aug 2018
i found myself,

waking like walking like talking and looking at morning like noon and like evening, and i think like i thought, like i think i will think-- through days like a dozen, or hundred, or nothing.

i wish like a wish never made upon,

want like a want and i don't really need,

do like i did and i will
and i will
and i will

and i guess (like i guessed)

"that will do"

so i walked like i walked

and never found myself
again
Sky Aug 2018
as the bus pulls along the lazy river on Main,
a slouching mind and pressed cheek is a swimmer,
dipping toes

and meanwhile
the gentle murmur of pool-goers living inaudibly,
like hunched bunches
in shawls of shade

(interrupted only
by the occasional l-urch)

nodding, nodding
off and on and off and
into the water,
the swimmer slips in
...

Here, it is heaven on earth

an oasis
...

and the mind swims ever so far
ever so deep
...

i wonder...
...

and outside
a boy, barefoot
runs upstream

a shimmering second
an apparition of summer?
and out of sight
please help revise and improve! <3
Sky Jul 2018
everything hurts

the throbbing in my chest is from
the city i loved,
the city i swallowed

the pounding in my veins is from
the race against the very crowd
i spilled myself into

the numbness of my mind is from
the ticking clock and tapping heel
and murmuring and pulsating,

the living, breathing, and the dying
all tapping their watches in perfect
unison, like everything you've ever seen
and more

...

the taka taka tak of the train,
is jagged against my sides

i keel over at the altar as the
train approaches the station

and still,
thank God!

everything hurts

i must still be alive
a whole mood
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