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talking, talking, talking— radio silence
the space that nothingness fills is almost violent
yelling, yelling, yelling— something's working
uncovering ugly truths that have been lurking
crying, crying, crying— because it's broken
there is just too much that we let go unspoken
I see what your future holds, nothing new and nothing unknown. But you must swiftly act, or loose unwritten stories to the past. Your future is yours to unfold.
hey, hi, hello
—this is your life,
the view is vaguely familiar
out of the passenger seat window,
two years of autopilot
isn't generally recommended—
the mind can time travel or so it thinks
unannounced comings and goings,
quiet reintroductions occur daily
as to alarm no one of your departure
Can be read top down or bottom up

"Most people I know live their lives moving in a constant forward direction, the whole time looking backward" –How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe by Charles Yu
Erian Rose Nov 2020
In a forest, tucked away
hidden between padded ferns
and angered flowers,
whose roots grew wider
then the seas,
was a heart crossed
of all the thorns
she didn't need.
Passion May 2020
I can’t confess! So why do I try? I swear I am going to die. It’s not a lie. Who can I go to? Parents no theirs not connection there so they won’t just be silent and bear all things I have to share. I have no close friends. My brothers don’t care and no one will hear. So I am here bleeding my hurt to you. My precious note pad. Thanks for listening, and never turning away. You soak up my tears and hide my fears. I compose on you and you never would tell another. But how I wish you were a person. For then the situation wouldn’t worsen. And you could recite to me the boldness of  my past. You could tell me my success and hold me though I felt like I was dirt. And indeed I am. Nothing beyond that. Thanks for trying though it’s nice to at least get off me and on to you. You bear so much thanks but I wish for a human touch. My heart is broke but without that I have no crutch. Oh well this is life and I have to wait for it to end so that pain can die.
Virginia Apr 2020
Perceived perfection
So untouchable
Desperation grasping
Yet held far out of reach
Cherished in heartbreak
Preserved beyond embrace
Separation prevents
Defamation
A sacrifice
With nothing gained

Presumed paltry
Defective at distance
Horrid by the mile
Yet proximity brings tranquility
Intimacy that
Mends the mirror
Seals the cracks
Rudimentary becomes
Paragon
A sacrifice
Which gains everything
Poem 17 for National Poetry Month. This may evolve into a series, specifically on the forms love can take. Amusingly inspired by my reflections on a fan fiction I wrote in high school.
MicMag Nov 2018
I once was found
But now I am lost
Took a wrong turn
Got my signals crossed

Used to know who I was
Now I don't have a clue
My world's been flipped
Since I first met you

My life was planned out
I had a grand vision
Now it's been wrecked
By our reckless collision

But I'd rather be lost
On this wild ride
Than find all I desire
Without you by my side
PAD Poem-A-Day Challenge November 2018

Prompt:
Write a lost poem. Or…
Write a found poem. Or...
Write both.
http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2018-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-6
MicMag Nov 2018
Wind whispers to me
"I bring cold, aromas, leaves"
I know life's a breeze
PAD Poem-A-Day Challenge November 2018

Prompt:
"a private poem"
http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2018-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-5
MicMag Nov 2018
Don’t plead like Biebs
Timbaland was right
Too late for "sorry"
Can’t erase the blight
Your apologies
Might seem polite
But all your white lies
Have been brought to light
Selfish transgressions
Brought this plight
Upon your own life
Despite the height
Of your own success
Now it seems so trite
As they kick you out
Into the cold, dark night

Mistakes explode
Like dynamite
As your life ignites
Failures burn so bright
Crashing down in fury
Dead meteorite
You feel the pain
Your enemies delight
Nowhere to hide
Your shame in plain sight

Adrenaline surging
Now it’s fight or flight
So just take a sec
Sit down, rewrite
Reset your future
Set yourself upright
Your values and actions
Gotta reunite
Redemption’s hard
No way to expedite
It’s gonna hurt
But hang in tight
PAD Poem-A-Day Challenge November 2018

Prompt:
"an apologetic poem"
http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2018-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-4
MicMag Nov 2018
That's it, I'm done, not once more
I'll never put things off again

I push work back at every chance
My secret slothful sin

Well now I'm through procrastinating
It's time to change my ways

But I don't have the time right now
Swear I'll quit one of these days!
PAD Poem-A-Day Challenge November 2018

Prompt:
"Tired of _____"
http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2018-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-3
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