His freckles were
scattered stars,
          their own
was my
very own
elaine Jun 16
What would occur if gravity failed me and I was lifted far into the heavens,
Past the clouds and into the dark abyss of space?
I would have nothing with me but my mind to reflect the world we all know.
I wouldn’t think for long however,
I would be to busy dancing around with the planets, to remember the harsh words that were said that night.

I would be found hopping around on Saturn’s rings, giving her all the love I could.

I would be found  talking to the Sun,
telling her how we all missed her when she went away for the nights, without her we lay restless and cold waiting for her return.

I would be found comforting Pluto,
See he as well was easily forgotten.

I would meet all the stars that make up the night sky,
and say how we are all inspired by the beauty they give off,
how we all glance up at them at our greatest moment of weakness and remember we aren’t alone, whispering to them all our troubles knowing that they will always be there to listen.

And while everyone goes to sleep, I will finally join them and dream of never coming back from this world that I have entered.
I will finally forget you and the lies you told, laying restless no longer.

So if you need me to contact me,
I can be found  floating across galaxies, talking to the asteroids, sharing stories of how I thought it would be the end if you left, laughing about the fact that everything was actually better.

I will be among the stars, searching no more for love, because I am loved by the planets and all the stars. I no longer dread on not having the love of another, because there is far more love out there then in you.  
The Earth still spins and the Sun still shines, the only difference being I don’t love you anymore.
CGW 15h
Ashes all around.
The bombs were blasting on the ground.
These city lights dying.
The airplanes in the sky.
Time stood still for a moment.
So you thought you could escape.
So you thought would run
And try to hide.
In the darkness of the night when the moon was bright and the light of dawn was breaking through, did the city collapse.
In the end the only one left was death.
All the faces we passed and all the smiles we shared are blowing around stupidly in the wind.
Heaven only knows
What golden light would peirce the clouds.
Reaching out to the sun
To the above.
We are all just fragmented space colliding amongst each other.
The doubt is with the night
forever hanging in the head
it sips all the fire
the flickering stars, the
bickering meteors
the maelstrom spews hate
over the pinned madness
the magnetic field emits hate
over the pinned sadness
if it sincerely wants
to be accepted
look no further than
how life has been enacted.
7 18 2018

Turquoise dreams
Of aquamarine things
Ruby red lipstick
And violet earrings

Diamond shaped eyes
Gemini colored butterflies
Opal fast paced
Jade never misplaced

Amethyst of thirst
Its just the worst bubble burst
Scarlet scarfs coming on
Amber placed drums to strum for fun

This burgundy feeling
When i touch the black and blue ceiling
Trying to escape
My auburn walled barred cage

On to gold goldenrod
Shining gemmed silver city
This rainbow floor so pretty
Bronze woven strings for knitting

The pearls of your eyes
Cause my garnet garnished heart to flutter and fly
From my raining sapphire tears
Your emerald emotions. Washed away all my fears

But i lay down finnaly
Next to my love roses and orange tree
With your verdant vibrant radiance
Gently shining. Right next to this gray shadow. Of me

Whispering my melody
Rainbows and colors as they should be
Woven together in time so carefully
In starstruck space we fly. Forever free
I like gemstones and colors
It takes every color
To make a rainbow
I want to wrap you in a blanket of stars,
kiss the moonstones behind your eyelids
and pray to the cosmos that you'd never leave my galaxies.

They say shooting stars aren't always real
but if so then why did my wishes come true?

My shooting star shot through the gleaming sky
and brought along you.

If not to say for certain, I feel this is true love.

L for laughing at the weird things you do.
O for opening up my eyes and realizing you're for me,
just like i'm for you too.
V for visualizing you in my mind, in my head for hours, 100 visions at a time.
Finally, E for the way I claim you as my everything.
meg 2d
My heart won't let me forget
people that have made me happy.

It seems to extend it's claws
and force them up my throat,
begging me to mention those
who I have tried so hard to leave.

I don't think I'll ever forget you.
I won't forget what you said.
I can't forget the broken
memories you left me.

I stopped doing what I loved to feed onto affection that I had to fight for.

I went so long ignoring sunsets my toes tied themselves to the tide
so all I had left was a lost freedom
that followed and laughed at my own doom.

I've been holding volcanos
in my eyes and lava in my heart,
I won't let you break me again.

I won't give you a place in my life
if all you do is prance around in the
ashes of my broken heart, dancing
to the sounds of my tear drops against glass.

I dream of you, even though
you're lost in my memories.
Your lack of love was fabricated
by my broken heart and mended into
loyalty and hope that you could change .

I wish I could just slowly let you go.
I wish I could slowly kill you with kisses and send you off to the sky.
Maybe I'd find you in the stars.

They're is so much beyond our scars,
beyond the lines that tangle themselves around and over our bodies, we break so easily, but that's only since we love so hard.

I'll still miss you every sunrise
and find you in each sunset,
but I'll whisper to the moon
I want to go to the stars each
night till I'm in space.
first poem i wrote in a month
Sometimes I would watch butterflies,
Emerald wings clipping the salvo
Between nebula and neverspace.
How delicate a sudden wind could
Sigh them all to unwilling sleep.

My father told me of such brilliance,
Crimson flares that burn intense
Only to retire scarless tomorrow.
How desperate the sudden fear could
Sing his eyes to forever slumber.

And now I lay graced upon the precipice,
Blackened hues that fall sweetly
Between memory and reality.
How beautiful the closure could
Steal my tears to forever,
An eternity,
Too late.
This poem is heavily inspired by my favourite movie Blade Runner, and I thought to put it out there. Also, I have a large holiday ahead, but unfortunately due to labrynthitis I am rather housebound, so if you could leave a reading recommendation that would be fabulous!
A desert wind blows hot and dry,
whispering a prayer for rainclouds.
The Milky Way spills across the night sky,
with Saturn and Jupiter shining down,
interstellar eyes
that see the white lizards
skittering in the sand,
and me laying on my back,
gazing up,
swimming in starlit possibility.
Daniel Magner 2018
I am an island of words
A boat of passions
And an ocean of curiosity
Life is a journey
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