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Sam Hawkins Apr 5
Upside-down and unconditioned I
climbed my tower.

I sprinkled flecks and dodges.

Wistful-eyed, in soul surrender
I, with my twin wild roses, grew.

Sunsets in mauve near sparked attention
cop politician any progressive crew

and all the while
I whinnied to the moon.

Before the door was broken into
under-rooms had shut, had disappeared.

Streaks of starlight filled the streets
and sailing, flew.

This is way the desert sings
automatic writing. just me going off, near sedona az
Lori Apr 21
Just like that I fell
I fell into your arms
Wrapped around my skeletal body
Wrapped around my soul
You held my heart so tight
As tears fell right on top
And burnt my skin
My blood raging in fury
And demons circulating in my veins
It happened so suddenly
I shut my eyes and when i opened them
uʍop ǝpısdn sɐʍ ƃuıɥʇʎɹǝʌǝ
I didn't know what to do
Euphie Dec 2018
Paper planes, falling

Into the starlight,
that is upside down.

In my heart, it’s beating

The street lights are blinking,
in the upside, down.
My world is red, it's shadows.
Raven black.
The treetops are swaying,
in the upside, down.

Black on red, it’s pattern
tartan plaid.
Who’ll be my lover?
In the upside, down.

As above, so below.
Touch me until my bones
grow cold.

I am a dream so, shut your eyes.
And hold me close—
in the upside, down.

Till the music stops playing,
and the sheet music
is scrolled across my lungs.

As though nothing could fail
in the upside, down.
روبرت Dec 2018
Backwards; maybe
I'm not upside down
I'm looking for a new perspective
When you are down; you're really up
So perk up; all is well
op oʇ ʇıɥs ʇoɓ ı ɐu ʇnq ʎɹɔ ɐuuɐʍ I
Kaaya Faye Nov 2018

Being strong is lonely
Happiness is obligation
Love is slavery.

Being alone is freedom
Tears are relieving
Hatred is bravery.

Nights are beautiful
Nights are intimate
Warm sun stings in the eye

Falling is freeing
Falling is beginning
Earthy land against the dusty sky

Stars, with their borrowed light,
Are more hopeful
Than the moon and all of the nigh

Than all of people
Than you
And I
Do we tend to hold on to the good in life too tightly sometimes?
Danielle May 2018
I left Marcus Aurelius on the coffee table,
Stumbled and caught myself in the mirror.
Only to tumble on down through the fridge.
I was seated on air as a guest of honor.
Feed my wisdom, drank my creativity.
Finally breathed in your soul,
As I crawled up the bed to tuck myself next to you.
I sighed and began to dream again.
Thoughts and feelings have been jumbled and tossed about lately. Just needed to write about it.
Irene Poole Sep 2017
have you ever cried upside down?
felt the tears stream up your face
down with gravity
and into all the wrong places?

felt the droplets, cooling as they race away from their mirrored origin,
slide over furrowed brow
across forehead and temple to dampen the sliver-thin hairs—
the ones that glow when lit from behind
—and rest where skin meets strand?

you have not felt these things
how could you have?
your world is always right side up.
Alec Jul 2017
Once upon a time I
Cried in agony
As the mornings solemn tune
Reminded me.
When I hid as a child
I mostly hid from the Monsters
Under my bed.
How can I
Ever become a better version of myself?
By looking at my past mistakes
And learning something new.
Part of the world is gone
And another part is cruel
And I belong
To the unexplored oceans blue
In a rush
My heart is always telling me
To act, to yell
To be alive with every cell.
If I saw it, I would know it
Since it always lingers
In my mind
Most of the time
I demand attention from my chosen family
Because I want them to know
That they're what makes me happy.
An upside down tree
Showing that I'm in Wonderland.
Like the singer who said,
"Sometimes it's just plain ****** to get into any kind of wind."
He must have known
That wind will blow
And shape something new.
In this world,
I'm not sure why,
But I have a suspicion
I'm not alone.
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