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Serendipity Jun 7
I drip into the palm of your hands
and make my home in the lines,
filling every crevice with myself
so I may always be by your side.
Allesha Eman May 15
Little footsteps in this moon dust sand,
I chase my memories as they flee my grasp,
Racing the clouds to embrace the sun.

A heart, content, is left on your doorstep,
I hope, someday, the person you are meant to become will trace back the way I came and exchange the goodbyes we once hung
out to dry.

But until then, here in this momentary stillness
An opportune silence blooms into this heart of mine,
And it seems I've misplaced it in your moonlit palm
LC Apr 14
butterfly in palm
as bright April flowers bloom -
my heart meets nature.
Escapril Day 13! Prompt: palmful.
A haiku seemed to fit well with this prompt, and I enjoyed writing it! I hope you enjoy this poem.
Erian Rose Dec 2021
I listen to your heart
Beat in rhythm to the rain
Pouring out somber melodies.
The world drapes silent,
Where your eyes sing
Meteor shower wonders.
Sometimes,
It feels too much to grasp,
Tied to an endless
Invisible string around my palm.
LC Jun 2021
she studies his soft features
with furrowed eyebrows,
catching every detail
in the palm of her hand.
the palm lines show their story.
It's been a while :)
Man Mar 2021
i loved you undeniably
i'd have done anything for you
if it were possible, to have taken all of space
and place it in your palms
all you needed to do was ask
but rifts between us
grew to chasms
while the one-sided nature
of our relationship
ballooned
instilled with newfound courage
from friends and family
i took to it a thumbtack
and listened to the popping hiss
that sounded
we were done
as the rain poured upon my palms,
iโ€™ve reached out just to feel your touch.
wear a smile today :)
Laura Sep 2020
laughing til we cried
four hour high
climbing through windows
for a skyline view
from your roof
summer was dying
but magic was lingering
in a captivating stare
engulfed in warm air

today is your birthday
and I thought of you all day
my skin burns from frost
and the skies are gray
wanted to reach out but have nothing to say

every word that danced out of you
remains in these four walls
wrapped in a bow
embraced in my palm
I kept them somewhere safe
somewhere they belonged
Shane Lee Sep 2020
Palm fronds are falling,
Floating,
slowly,
like feathers
I lean against the arching trunk
of this beautiful palm tree.
Falling.
Itโ€™s an old tree,
leaves will fall,
it happens;
but they fall,
itโ€™s beautiful
but they fall,
too quickly,
but they fall.
I look up to the light.
Thereโ€™s a never-ending canopy.
Where did all these fronds come from?

Donโ€™t you know itโ€™s time to wake up sister?
Itโ€™s warm.
The night is coming.
But itโ€™s warm.
Itโ€™s warm?
You were always the logical one.
Telling me itโ€™s time to wake up.

Itโ€™s always time to wake up.ย ย 
But youโ€™re here.
Yes,
leaning against the trunk,
touching the roughness of the bark,
stretching my limbs like the roots.
No,
You are the soft furs of the fronds,
the small spines
elongating from the rachis,
the parts that are destined to fall.

Itโ€™s time to wake up sister.

I am awake
Looking up to fronds,
reaching around the thin trunk โ€“
the other side ...
it's empty.
I am awake,
the fronds keep falling.
I am awake.
This was another writing exercise for my class.
Any and ALL feedback is appreciated but, ultimately, I hope I did a good job lol and I hope you all enjoy it. (:
ยฉ Shane Lee
Spriha Kant Aug 2020
They , the grass carps
eat away the algae of my brooding from the pond of my feelings.
Like painters , they paint the blank canvases of my life with unforgettable sweet and beautiful moments by their delicate and innocuous jacose paint brushes.

Tickling me with loads of laughter by their innocuous hilarious acts is their shadow.

Folding the tender age of the two little beauties into my palms for ever is my fantasy and living with their childhood memories shall be my ice cubes on my burning wounds.
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