No,
not every poem
needs to bloom
with romance
to make a heart grow
full and wise;
There is poetry
found in survival,
in unhappy endings
and goodbyes.
Not every poem
must woo the reader,
or make their yearning soar,
some poems taste
like bitter coffee grounds
and nothing much like love.

©️Lizzie Bevis

i know exactly what is wrong with me.

i'm an idiot,

so much of an idiot that,
i haven't a clue what is wrong with me.

Coffee is my favorite drug
It glorifies
my saintly desire
To improve.
Greeting life in the sun
With ice cream
For breakfast.
Curiosity
Factors
every motivation.
We love to
Die for pleasure
Yet
We wonder
how pleasure
Dies for you.

dove wings brush my skin,

stitching wounds with crimson thread,

soft hush mends the pain.

Looking around,
hoping to find
the answer.

A daffodil’s rhythm,
with the wind,
bathed in sunlight,
until it blew away.

I seek the Almighty,
only to realize,
the answer is within me.