"untook" poems
My vast heart views panoramas,
Of wide depths, open to oceans,
Sorrow has broke no thing alone,
A pink starfish legs under waters,
Arms ever sinking into wet sands.
*As tides roll in, the sea birds whirl,
Exploding clouds of spray an' skirl.*
My soul, washes up, for granted,
Untook leftovers of the beached,
Endlessly salt dry things all alone,
Holey shells, driftwood, seaweed
And half buried, one pink starfish.
*As tides roll in, the sea birds whirl,
Exploding clouds of spray an' skirl.*
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 1:50 AM UTC
My vast heart views panoramas,
Of wide depths, open to oceans,
Sorrow has broke no thing alone,
A pink starfish legs under waters,
Arms ever sinking into wet sands.
*As tides roll in, the sea birds whirl,
Exploding clouds of spray an' skirl.*
My soul, washes up, for granted,
Untook leftovers of the beached,
Endlessly salt dry things all alone,
Holey shells, driftwood, seaweed
And half buried, one pink starfish.
*As tides roll in, the sea birds whirl,
Exploding clouds of spray an' skirl.*
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 3:04 AM UTC
I already freed myself.
I poured it out.
I poured it all out to the vast oceans
because species eat in cycles.
Species eat species.
I. There is only an I.
No. There's none of you that belongs in I.
I am alone- completely in control of myself.
I have forgotten and unforged memories of glee and warmth;
Have untook the steps of friendship;
Kinship is now a gray area.
I poured it out.
It's too late to bring things back.
Too late, too early.
*because I'm a self proclaimed I*
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 1:11 AM UTC