Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
she will crash the party
and leave in haste
she will bring riches
and bleed you dry
she will take one form 
and depart in another 
she is lady luck 
and she will keep you alive today
but extinguish your life tomorrow
 Oct 2019 Sydney Marie
Aiden J H
How dare I sulk
over dust which has
slipped between my fingers
when poppies are rattling
in damp air
when daises smile up
beaming at their sun
clover and grass gleam
green and iridescent;
the dust which I lost
panged me so to no
avail until today I saw
this was the food
for early June creation.
I wrote this on my Iphone 5 after a run last May. I ended up running through a field of poppies, daisies and other gorgeous little baby flowers whose names I don't know (but would love to get to know)..

I was feeling angsty and melancholic, still processing this situation I was in with this immature dude. I realized he wasn't really into me when I had invested so much emotion.  But who has time for moping around when the world is so vibrant and amazing ?  So, essentially this is about Gratitude and Getting Over It !
 Oct 2019 Sydney Marie
Kylie
Nature is but a walk away when you look into my eyes
Pools of rain, my eyelids are, like clouds, "Do clouds cry?"
My heart is beating through my chest, for a mile, a highway
an ocean
Like that tree so tall and proud, I have my arms wide open
Listen to me call your name like the wind does every Morn'
That soft, feathery shallow voice, I try as might not to be torn
Have you followed me like the gooseflesh sprouting on my arms
so tender, and careful, through the dewy mountain cloth so worn
Gather me darling, sit by my side
Let me see into your golden eyes, I want to go outside
 Oct 2019 Sydney Marie
Belle
We were never meant to be
Not even when I said those words
"I do"
everyone and everything has time on a clock.
that car that you bought, its on the clock.
that flower you picked. its time is shorter than intended.
a squirrel in the woods, its clock may just break and stop early

But when you're with the people you care for the clock seems to slow
sometimes it seems to stop altogether
it's like an hourglass on its side
its like the turtle in the sand
time just about


stops
tick tock you're on the clock
 Jun 2019 Sydney Marie
Daan
Even practice takes practice
takes practice
 Jun 2019 Sydney Marie
Maeve
I no longer bleed
When I pick up the pieces
Of my shattered self.

The puzzle is almost complete.
I can see a familiar face
Through the jagged cracks;
It's the forest through the trees.

Her smile is genuine,
Warm and bright.
She is as radiant as the sun
In the cleansing light of dawn.

A single, salty tear
Rolls down her cheek.
In that moment,
Her burdens are shed.

Hello, Old Friend.
Next page