"outsung" poems
daisywheel skeleton
mother discovery
gleam at the thought of me
aftermath-free
curtain my bravery
sized-up and thundering
mending the memory bone
aftermath-bourne
never really alone
glad as a butterfly
just above all of this
minding the memory fear
aftermath-clear
over my final high
over with confidence
sober and overgrown
aftermath-bourne
never really alone
placeholder rhyming
for all of the hell of it
needed to understand
aftermath stays
times we get on with
times two on your silhouette
christen me as i am still
aftermath-filled
little left to reveal
paired over being
enough to un-harden this
millions of memories thread
aftermath-lead
almost as if we're
the first in this plane of things
ever to have been outsung
aftermath-run
carouseling as one
aftermath bravery
mother of harmony
soothing familiar
enough to un-harden me
christen my skeleton
butterfly confidence
love carouseling
itself over all of this
aftermath-flashes
and aftermath-shattering
aftermath matters
enough to un-harden me
when
are you coming again?
Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 8:45 PM UTC
I once was a bird
I once could fly
Over ****** dam creeks
Through the blessēd sky
I once had wings
As strong as the Sun
A chant never boring
And never outsung
But winter was always
A season away
As the trees would fade
And the birds migrate
Their v formation
A hopeful glow
Of the freedom I never knew
I’d never know.
Each year with the snow
And the cardinal’s arrival
The Zhaunagush came
As we ran for survival
Lungs on fire
Our only chance
To escape such hellish
Circumstance
Not all of us
Could run so fast
Some fell into
The white man’s grasp
We kicked and screamed
But made no sound
Were silenced ‘til buried
Unnamed, in the ground
I once was a bird
I once could fly
Now caged I sit
Missing the sky
Eggshell walls
Glisten from outside
But within, you learn
What closed doors can hide
Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 10:52 PM UTC