#highs
My old friends all thought that I was peculiar;
Went fluttering high in the sky—
Looked down and all the friends were all looking up, though;
Became the height
Of all trees and electric lines,
But that, really, only, happened once, though;
The piano carried
A tune; and, in turn, I went fluttering high,
As high as the high ceilings would go; though
I was let down with a new tune;
The highest of highs as far as tunes go.
I’d never want to come down in my dreams; though
When I was as high as the treetops, and
Flapping my arms to the sky;
The friends all noticed and screeched,
But only, and I mean, only in my dreams.
The ways, in which, I have been high, though;
It all doesn’t seem as what it seems.
In my dreams I am high as the treetops;
Those wires bigger than I remember,
Then, suddenly I am down, though;
With my feet placed firmly to ground.
I have never thought about filling up with helium, before;
But that thought was just as it had seemed.
©2025EllenFinn
Nov 13, 2025
Nov 13, 2025 at 1:20 PM UTC
Finally I feel we did grow
day by day
I thought we couldn’t handle the bad ones
but we both stay
Don’t know how this will end
if we will survive
But I know it is with you
I want to live my life.
L.C.
Jul 3, 2025
Jul 3, 2025 at 5:59 AM UTC
Aqueous bombs descend from these eyes /
As I wonder beneath nightfall. /
Seeing, hearing the kaleidoscopic dream /
As it unravels, unfurls through me /
Heightens my perceptivities. /
I am luminous, I am luminous /
As I glisten upon the dreamscape. /
I am a cosmic reverberation, /
An ethereal resonation /
Luminosity, blue-hot./
Self-sovereignty: /
I am a freedom all my own, /
Lows (algid), /
Highs (empyreal, pyroclastic); /
I am astral. /
Aug 12, 2024
Aug 12, 2024 at 9:46 PM UTC
Gut dropping falls
Dizzying ascent
It scares me
But I get back on
Forgive and forget
Care first for yourself
Pursue pleasure
Avoid pain.
Asynchronous
Dichotomies
Cannot achieve
Mutual satisfaction
Pain is inevitable
The price of living
paid in discomfort
And Uncertainty
A life of comfort
Is quiet and easy
An extraordinary life
Challenges the soul
Jan 17, 2024
Jan 17, 2024 at 12:19 PM UTC
Tis the season to be falling
Tis the season to be gay
Tis the season to be flying
Higher, farther, away ~
Chains loosened she calls to her mother
An earthy musk, grains of sand, mud on her face. A scruffy mutt laying listlessly on the tarmac, ribs rattling with the effort of each breath. She is home.
Muted flames thrashing in its cage, raging in the midst of civilization, a crucifixion of sorts. Tearing at its hair wildly, the masses trickling by, mouth agape in a silent scream. Ashes mixed into pieces of scalp, begging to be found.
Oblivious to a sound like thunder, clapping in one's ears. Strangled scream lost in translation, a language so old none could decipher. Fear wielding urgency, a disguise of desperation, depression.
Refusing to be still.
Dec 17, 2022
Dec 17, 2022 at 5:16 AM UTC
I want a passionate love
One that consumes me
One that takes me to highs I could never imagine
But love these days is limited
If you love someone too old, too different, the same gender
It's wrong
People move away
Things are spoken, and thus the magic disappears
Just as magic is expected to do
And yet, I want a love that consumes me
A love that rarely exists in this world
And I may never have it.
Oct 29, 2020
Oct 29, 2020 at 3:25 PM UTC
Im thankful for the hurt. I’m thankful for the pain. I’m thankful for the lessons provided. I’m thankful for the low valleys. Thankful for the tears, confusion, thankful for the lack of.
Because without any of that, I wouldn’t have what I have now.
I wouldn’t be confident on all the levels I am. I wouldn’t be nearly as strong. I wouldn’t be as wise. I wouldn’t be able to see that I’m now on the highest of mountain tops, and STILL climbing. I wouldn’t be able to tell my good days from my great days. I wouldn’t know the feeling of relief, satisfaction, and comfort.
I am so thankful.
May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 7:39 AM UTC
Riding home in a hellbound car
My lover by my side
I tried to steer a different way
But it seems by rules I can't abide
So I rest my head against the glass
Scenery a pillow
Whooshing noise a bed
Led towards a house blanketed in snow
Wishing I could stop time instead
The drive is such a neutral place
It doesn't hurt to be alive
Between the nosedive and the pole vault
The steady up and down I survive
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 4:57 AM UTC
Im nauseated from the ups and downs
I get so low I forget what its like to breathe,
drowning by my crys and screams
I get so high that its seems I have a perfect life
I wish I could be in a time loop of this night
When it rains is poors when its sunny it burns
I appreciate the highs more every low I get
Life is like Russian roulette
You could be here one second go the next
life isnt promised the only thing promised is death
so appreciate life with all its highs and lows
your pain and hurt might never go away
but your here right now so try to live through the pain.
Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 1:04 PM UTC
I draw my poetry
From the depths of my despair
As many other poets do
Sadly I can’t draw them
From my highest of highs
Like other brilliant artists
To all poets
Thank you for sharing
Whether it be a shard of light
Or a wisp of darkness
It all takes power
To turn pain and happiness
Into art
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 12:55 PM UTC
I just want to feel something
coursing
through my veins
that isn’t blood.
I’ve grown so tired
and bored
of my flesh.
give me something
More
Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 4:38 PM UTC
It's so strange
Knowing exactly what I'm looking for
Knowing where to find it
My satisfaction
My redemption,
But some part of me...
It wants to find out for itself
Not just follow others
Even though I am convinced
That I really do know the truth
It wants to go searching
Chasing highs
Just for a little while
Until it is certain
There is nothing better out there
I know it's lying to me
I know the solution
But it is so tempting to
Chase
I listen
Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 4:04 PM UTC
riding out the highs of life
with manic ferocity
until
the minutiae of life
drag you down into the depths of despair
a pure loyalty like no other
hidden by a dramatized emotional facade
always there to bring you up,
simultaneously bringing themselves down
it's a slippery slope--
emotional support
Oh, to be Mercutio--
is to be the eye of a hurricane,
winding about a center
--that may not be
as stable as it seems
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 8:33 PM UTC
Everyone says they have the blues.
But no one has had them, like I have.
Its blue skies outside, but inside my mind is mad.
Sun Rays are shining on you, where there are dark clouds covering mine.
And it seems as if there has been a pause in time, I'm just trying to get by .
Nov 30, 2018
Nov 30, 2018 at 1:22 AM UTC
City lights, leaking at the seams,
Skyline hopes and Skyline dreams,
Robust carbon hearts dancing in moonbeams,
A caveat of careless silver screens
Late nights with hollow eyes,
A compilation of our greatest highs,
Played out to the group of hungry spies,
Elongated by my constant lies
Is there still magic in the midnight sun,
Or am I refusing to believe it's run,
Out of fire.
Is there still passion in the empty cup,
Or am I refusing to believe it's blown up,
Out of desire.
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 5:39 AM UTC
I've not lost yet!
Though Its seems I have.
Every letter spelt on the walls seem to say the same.
Even Truth has lost its true meaning.
Still,I've not lost yet.
Stopping Time from telling my story,
I tell it myself.
Grabbing the Same old tissue box for my tears
I mumble on and on without a pause.
Listen,
I've only started this walk so spare those words that judge my strides
I'm awake within my Senses,
Feeding life into dead souls,
Stopping time from telling my story,
I tell it myself.
With highs and lows between the lines
Causing life to exist in ink.
I've not lost yet!
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 3:41 AM UTC
does my bipolarity
strange-sounding word
does it affect my poetry?
sometimes my poems
are
a bit absurd
one up and cheery
next solemn and dreary
one bouncy and bubbly
another quite ugly
That's just who I am
I'm up, then I'm down
can't help what I'm feeling
can't help a melt down
but I get back on track
a new day
a smile and sunshine
can bring me back
though on meds
to keep me in tow
I still have highs
I still have lows
we all do, I think
sometimes we're not the best "us"
sometimes we're just out of sync
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 10:16 AM UTC
in chlorine soaked clothes
we take our highs with our lows
you'll know when it shows
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 6:09 PM UTC
Why is life so unfair and cruel?
Is there a reason I live with a graveyard in my head?
How come all my past mistakes haunt me?
Will I ever stop lying awake in my bed?
Do the sleepless nights ever come to an end?
When will I finally have relief?
What do these ghosts of regret and pain want?
How do I vanquish the undead thoughts and greif?
How do I change for the better?
Am I destined to stay who I am?
Can I defeat my inner darkness?
Will I ever be more than a flickering hologram?
Are there any signs of life in my smile?
Has the spark faded completely from my eyes?
Will I ever be more than a breathing puppet?
When will I stop living for these temporary highs?
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 8:33 PM UTC
What is this ?
Another week gone by ?
Through every low
and every high ?
Can I have a week,
just normal ?
Not start off in heaven
and end in hell ?
Or is this eternal ?
The rollercoaster of life,
never stopping.
Through joy and strife,
always rolling.
I've seen heaven
and I've seen hell.
Sadly, I'm stuck in this seat,
so finely tucked in..
I'll see it again,
week after week.
Always moving,
but stuck in one place.
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 7:00 AM UTC
No more order,
I've lost the reins,
losing control,
from all the pains.
External, internal,
it's all the same.
Doesn't matter on whom
you put the blame.
Giving in
to this madness,
'cause it feels
better than sadness.
Anger feels
better than pain.
Even if some
teeth have to rain...
Don't have a reason to live.
But don't have a reason to die.
Plus all these lows
Are making me high.
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 6:59 AM UTC
But how do I be happy
when I'm so comfortable being sad?
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 10:19 AM UTC
No happy man ever said to me
"Because I'm happy it will always be so"
For in reality
Without the highest of highs and the valleys below to balance them out
How else are we to take in the sight or learn to see?
Without first having discovered both the lie and the mystery
Within such peaks and valleys
The highs and lows
The mountains and holes.
Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 9:36 AM UTC
thank
full for
every step
my able body
a moving earth
beneath my feet
two eyes that see
one heart that beats
Love that breathes
through all of me
a mind that hopes
for light to roam
when darkness
sets me free
better days
i can portray
with Trust i've
come to bleed
of course i see
the Light in me
and how lovely
i've come to be
and although i
so Love those highs
i've come to cherish
these lows of mine
it is the hardest
days i garnish
evermore with
with Light i beam
for from the dark
i do embark on
the grandest
d i v i n e
parts of
me
Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 4:08 PM UTC