TreeTree2 days ago in Free Verse
i sit under my old oak tree
on the lonely shore of a black sea
i used to be lively, care free
now look what i've done to me
suddenly the tree begins to sway
i fear for myself, i must run away
roots around me, how did i become this way
the ocean attacks me with it's spray
i need to break free, don't know how
the roots hold me, getting away they won't allow
i'm strung as tight as a violin bough
looks like i'll always live here now
i just want to be free
but away i just can't flee
the tree giggles happily
but me? i'm part of this tree.
(will i ever see you again?)
The Place where Time Stands Still (Poem)The Place where Time Stands Still (Poem)5 days ago in Free Verse
And the blades of grass sway
In the calm of the breeze
And the sun has now risen
The mood set in ease
In a place not our own
More in tune with the heart
Does time seem so still
And a world far apart
The farmer has woken
And the animals now stirred
Awake from their slumbers
From dreams pure and good
The bovine does moan
And the swine start to wallow
As the rooster caws loudly
At the coming of tomorrow
And the town rouses quietly
To the start of a new day
To grow tomorrow's corn
And today's ample pay
For business starrts anew
And there is money to be made
Not enough to love in mansions
But to keep the bills paid
For the sun shines so bright
Yet the day seems so still
Against the swaying of corncobs
That move at wind's will
The town gets to work
And the day has begun
And the future is set
At the guidance of the sun
For the town never changes
Nor the field or the homes
Nor the people and families
That are never alone
In this quiet little village
A place humble and small
Do the eons pa
A world of porcelain peopleWe live inA world of porcelain people3 days ago in Free Verse
a world full
is a living
day and age:
pick up your
at daybreak and
drape it over the
we are all
eyes open but
we are all pretty porcelain people
living in a pretty porcelain world
and our masks
(and reveal the ugly truth)
demonthere's a demon in my minddemon1 week ago in Free Verse
it's eating at my soul
i'll never recover
what it stole
it feeds on the weakness
i cannot control
i hide it
throw it into
an endless hole
but the demon escapes
out from the dark
it lingers forward
to make its mark
i have a secret
that i cannot keep
i am the demon
in the deep
i've only ever wanted daisies.please don't feari've only ever wanted daisies.4 days ago in Free Verse
the blood stained across your
it's from my heart,
the one you didn't mean
and i had no choice
but to give.
if you don't want it
i wouldn't blame you,
there's really not much blood
left for it
DisappearSometimes, when I'm sadDisappear3 days ago in Free Verse
I remember that one time,
All I had to worry about was
If the bubbles I had blown, were about to
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that one time,
I began to worry about the day that
My childhood would simply
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that some day,
When I'm sitting with my husband
In the old old house... my days will simply
And that day,
The day when my heartbeat is
The day when my breath
Truly gets taken away.
That's the day
When my worries, my concerns, my fears...
Game or RealityGame or RealityGame or Reality6 days ago in Free Verse
No reason to cry,
this heart gives in,
winter turns to spring,
a slow ache says
nothing will change.
There was no time
taken to build
What's wrong is basic,
a twinge that will pass
when your voice
leaves my mind,
can’t be too arduous?
The rain in my soul
pours freely tonight
unable to imagine
lost us in a world of
Life goes on
as my will
pushes me forth.
No reason to cry,
this heart gives in.
Perhaps a walk
in the moonlight
will clear memories
Susan Johnston Owen©
IndependentI keep so much inside;Independent4 days ago in Free Verse
the pain and tears.
I hug them close at night,
kiss their foreheads and mutter:
"I love you, don't leave me."
And that changed me,
changed the person I ought to be,
I don't recognize myself.
But you were my killer, too.
You promised you'll be here for me.
Where are you.
Where are you.
Where are you.
punch mekiss me with your fist closed.punch me1 week ago in Free Verse
3 am smells of sourdough and sadness,
and i can't get the sound of your voice
to stop blowing from my ceiling fan
i want to kiss this girl so badly i can feel it in my teeth.
i bet you taste like cherry cola and gin.
menarcheme-nar-che: the first menstrual cycle, the central event of female puberty.(numbered catalog of my fossilized high-school makeup bag)menarche1 week ago in Free Verse
I. (glamchick pucker up lip gloss)
fourteen and i learn that womanhood is blood;
puckered violence of a fouled river so sickly
dark, monthly fruit of a womb empty as my
lungs, unsought catharsis of two X chromosomes
and my punishment for Eve's maternal sin. they
tell you to smile, girl, beauty is lips painted on
in fertility crimson-cold. bitter, iron-y, it lingers
on my tongue for days and i can't help but
wonder - who would want to kiss me when
all i taste is blood?
II. (l'oreal paris telescopic mascara)
eyelashes flicker like curling spider legs, each
blink a twitch, a prayer for a heaven beyond this
mortal coil. fifteen, i unsheathe from a denim
exoskeleton, my fingers always tugging at the
hems of too-short skirts. i remember the girls'
bathroom echoing with our muffled screams as
a girl's guide to taking pillsthis was not written fora girl's guide to taking pills1 week ago in Free Verse
all girls; this is click bait,
written by a girl who
turns into an earthquake; anxiety,
something irrational but it's
okay to cry on your bar stool,
watch as the whole word stares
at your failure to exist.
A MATCHBOX DOCTOR'S DISCLAIMER
before you begin to consume
the two dollar box of pills,
you will need to go to the
grocery store to add forty
dollars onto the already
the one thing you are
good at doing is destruction.
(you should be able to complete this step efficiently.)
the first will taste like
yogurt clamped onto a metal
spoon, half of a pill lodged
inside. it's your favorite
flavor of yogurt too (peach),
which turns the anxiety into
stage two. or three. i can't
keep track anymore, it's just
all in your head.
all in your head.
you lift the spoon to your
lips, tasting the bitterness that
you left in your wake; you throw
your hand at a water bottle, yogurt
stuck to the rim from nights before
The moon loved the sunA star fell in love with the moon,The moon loved the sun5 days ago in Free Verse
in his mysteriously luminous way.
His beams kept me in bondage,
too tightly for me to stray.
Dancing he pulled me,
and showed me his way.
Guided me, molded me,
showed me different was okay.
The joy abreast,
shone too brightly to convey.
he flinched at my light
and ripped his hand away.
my newfound heat had burned,
his once silver skin to gray.
And in his proximity
he started to decay.
This one who was my master
in this way, I could not betray.
Too close and all I cause is pain,
I then knew I could not stay.
With his memory in my heart,
I ran half a world away.
Others praise me,
for my warmth ballet.
But always in my soul,
your cool nights and gentle sway.
Blue: The Color Of Wisdom And DepressionBlue: The Color Of Wisdom And DepressionBlue: The Color Of Wisdom And Depression1 week ago in Free Verse
Ah... This is a new day... yes...
Oh. Hello there. This is the verse of the color blue. Unlike the color red, we keep our cool in certain situations, and unlike the color yellow, we are not innocent.
On the contrary: we are actually quite wise. Blue IS the color of wisdom, after all.
Ah... I feel refreshed... refined... inspired...
Blue is calm, peaceful, and intelligent. Gazing up in the brilliant sky, you feel what we feel: peaceful... relaxed... collected...
And yet, something is... missing...
Brr... It's kinda chilly...
Blue lacks what red AND yellow both somehow share: warmth. Though red may be more extreme, and yellow may be less experienced, neither color has to worry about the cold... unlike the blue.
This... isn't... right...
To compromise for our calmer behavior and more experienced minds, we feel a chill run down through us. We are cold... freezing... empty...
Corsairyou already know i think about you when i m aloneCorsair4 days ago in Free Verse
like ghosts of old friends from the distant past
chemicals will drown out a rotting empire
if your sparkling waves fail to reach my shore
long ago i was adrift like you
unwilling to follow a pointless armada
there is only one thing more true than mathematics
there are no other objective truths
despite the lies sold to us by the kings heralds
you are already wonderful so wild beneath the sky
Radiant Smile...A radiant smile as yoursRadiant Smile...3 days ago in Free Verse
is hard to find,
but when I look at yours
I want to cry.
When I look a little closer
I can see your eyes,
And it makes me want to scream.
Nothing escapes your gaze,
yet you remain silent.
Like a reaper,
observing from shadows.
Such a vivid and bright soul
went almost invisible in front
of our judgmental eyes.
And we did nothing.
The Boy Who Went AwayGood and bad memories erasedThe Boy Who Went Away5 days ago in Free Verse
The pain lingers
I still remember everything like it was yesterday
Feelings are gone
Tears stopped pouring
But when I see you again
I don't remember who you were
What you meant to me
No memory is saved
I only remember how I was once in your arms
Love and nurtured
Until she took you away
Now you are just a stranger
A stranger who tore my heart out
held| a slumber-softened cheekbone curves | delicate, into skeletal murmurs | kept by dreaming | echoed through longing | closer | mirrored by luminosity | closer | i want your structure unbridled | i want a kiss without plasma distortions | sleep tempers & soothes | you are the mouthpiece | you are the answer | we are ever drifting | closer | closer | i want your silhouette undone | & clouded in us | borne by mist & missing nothing | closer | i want your curls unkempt | i want our words unsaid | but pressed into hollows | & painted into the skins of one another | a night-quietened whisper hovers | blanketing, flickered light found glistening | held by faith | & we can speak | but we never need to | closer | i want your exhales unravelled | i want iris eclipsed, embraced | you are the accompaniment | you are the reason | i want you always closer | i want you always, closer | i want you always | i want you closer | i want you | closer |held4 days ago in Free Verse
nineteen..nineteen.2 days ago in Free Verse
smell the smoke on my breath. i'm coughing up things that resemble myself, only instead of oak, they're ashes. soot in my words, darling, embers licking on my tongue, coals in my trachea.
forget to clean the chimney, and you're left with a house fire that threatens to burn down every building next to it.
i've been swallowing the oceans, gulping pearls, eating sea crustacean, just put me out, put me out, put me-
out. the firefighters are all out, the arsonists are in, and i can't find you.
fahrenheit 451; our story's on fire, the pages whisper into flame, and all our words are lost to the wind.
in an instant, nothing exists.
we never existed.
wrought-iron furnaces and gothic chokers, i keep my heart in a cage, in my throat. dead grass hair, dead beat in my chest; i'm the contradiction to my heritage. lioness missing her claws, missing her teeth, missing her roar. she thinks love is something beautiful, something she'll never have.
i'm afraid of the other lions, afr
Strong.That's the problem with beingStrong.4 days ago in Free Verse
the strong one:
LossYou left me to rot,Loss2 days ago in Free Verse
because I pushed you away.
You abandoned me,
because I hurt you.
Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
Or was it because of me,
and the agony I attract?
I never meant to hurt you,
but I did so regardless.
You were a dear friend of mine,
but I drove you away.
I'm alone again,
and I always will be.
I always make others suffer,
even the ones I care for.
How can I say sorry,
when I don't know what I did?
How can I stay mad,
when you helped me so much?
I cannot hate you,
even if I tried.
You left me alone,
but that was just.
If I only breed misery,
why should I be happy?
Call it karma if you choose,
but my grief is only a returning gift.
A gift I gave to you.
I tried to be someone better.
I really did.
But I can't be someone better,
because I never was that person.
I can't escape the twisted part of me,
because that's who I am.
I can't outrun my own demons,
because they're my shadow.
I will always hurt others,
because that's what I'm best at.
I will never esca
Brittle Heart StringsI want red roses to bleed into my pale skinBrittle Heart Strings5 days ago in Free Verse
Residing there to dull their brilliant insinuation
I want to cover them with crystal bars to trap in their beauty
Hoping some will transfer to me and blossom through my eyes
Allowing me to glimmer in the abyss that staircases deep
While falls of white shine emerge to lighten away inner caskets
Secluding the minuscule spotlight that proves to be
The disaster that I am
The image of black dust that floats within me feeds off my happiness
Sucking out innocent complexion and passion
I now compete with ghosts to live
Uncommitted to any source of desire while it all seeps out
Onto the back of the one who breathes for such existence
I fade into the cracked wallpaper, such as an introvert should
For only my color will be appreciated there
Revealing paisley secrets and crimson lies
and the sky is gasping.the windshield wipers jerk forward and backand the sky is gasping.22 hours ago in Free Verse
like new wings trying to take flight;
god is crying today. you have split the sky in half.
we are caught in the spaces between words;
the slow gasp separating phrases,
or the gentle grasp on her collarbone.
i am your most destructive nighttime thought.
the car rolls forward, jerking.
white knuckles grip black steering wheel
while red eyelids grip dilated pupils.
muscles tense; the red light flashes green.
speed consumes the center line.
the knots in our stomachs devour
any semblance of righteousness.
lighting breaks the sky, jagged and murderous.