Zoe Mae: Favorites

Jan 2023 Zoe Mae

Khoisan

There
by senses
inhaled darkness
emotional condenses
bursting at the seems
rain came a friend
slaughtering
dispair
and
clearing the air
.
Open your eyes
cry
and
you will
find solace
there
.

#icryout

Nov 2022 Zoe Mae

A Poet’s Tears

Nov 2022 Zoe Mae

S G

A Poet’s Tears

A poet’s tears run down the internal wall
..until..
they all spill out in a puddle on the floor.

An ugly, unsightly mess
..until..
someone comes along to gently mop it away.

But a leak, however silent, is still a leak
..until..
it is a flood that can no longer be controlled.

A poet’s tears run down the internal wall
..until..
the wall cracks under pressure and we all drown in the words.

Oct 2022 Zoe Mae

When Music Mattered

Oct 2022 Zoe Mae

South-by-Southwest

When Music Mattered

There was a time
when music meant
more than the
heartbeat in my chest

Through its veins
flowed notes of great inspiration

The heart raced to the rhythms , escalating elations

The spirit soared in explosions of glory and verbal fireworks awed

The vibrations tingled the
chill of skin

Who would have believed it could feel so great within

That was this , that was then

Oct 2022 Zoe Mae

Feet Versus Fate

Oct 2022 Zoe Mae

Amanda Kay Burke

Feet Versus Fate

Getting through each day is hard
Problems poke at every turn
My will keeps getting smaller
No spare energy to burn
I'm not sure which direction to take
Trying to figure it out
I decide on one
Take one step forward
Then am halted in my tracks by doubt
To go somewhere far away from here
Is my most pressing desire
Get a few miles nearer to escape
Then retreat as soon as I tire
Out of my mind with hopeless greif
Making it difficult to navigate
Dragging my feet along this winding road
Distance closing between me and fate

Oct 2022 Zoe Mae

Old People

Oct 2022 Zoe Mae

William J Donovan

Old People

What stool softener do you use?
Where's the cheapest Fixodent?
I was a ****** in my last life.
Old is a smell you never forget.

Oct 2022 Zoe Mae

Through the eyes of a child.

Oct 2022 Zoe Mae

Khoisan

Through the eyes of a child.

Take me back to that boat on the river

where innocence doesn't hide
risk wears a sleeve
and fear quickly dies.

Take me back to that boat on the river

where the meek makes brave
and danger is kept
in its shallow grave.

Take me back to that boat on the river

where the rapids grow wild
and life lives carelessly
through the eyes of a child.

✌&1♥

Oct 2022 Zoe Mae

Undiagnosed

Oct 2022 Zoe Mae

Raven Feels

Undiagnosed

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, ........it's just October:)

place in me
one where my lungs bleaches with fibrosis
& I let it be
yet not even upon professional diagnosis

place in me
one where my lungs are empty
& I let it be
yet still nothing comes subtly

place in me
one that thinks of a third lung
& I let it be
yet sometimes the dull are somewhat young

upon one climate change
aching for sickness is the sickness
nothing comes of the desired range
& it becomes a matter of critical forgiveness

-----ravenfeels