EmptinessI stopped cleaning my roomEmptiness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dust lays everywhere
but I'm confident the void inside me
will suck it all in
and leave my room
ScriuScriu poezii pe foi albe ce se vor îngălbeni,Scriu2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pe care vor curge lacrimi și cafea,
și cerneala se va întinde și se va șterge,
și unde au fost cuvinte ce au însemnat ceva
vor rămâne doar pete
și urme de mâini
dar eu tot scriu
și habar n-am de ce
imperfect architecturedelicate templeimperfect architecture2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
your heart is a chandelier
your brain's a traitor
a brief visit extendedcalifornia returnsa brief visit extended3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
portraits of love
etched in endless steps
and slanted streets
stretching sunburnt limbs
its languid strides
like solemn hymns
in the grass
'round grace cathedral
it finds hope
but still potent
its thrift shop moments
of battered truths
than those intended
it makes belief
not makes believe
that nothing's ended
I don't have any rules so....from here on outI don't have any rules so....7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
all poems are made
from there on in
I only write
who can't read
who like boys
who don't like boys
(and are okay with that)
each perfect little princess
parading foreign continents
with words that drip like honey
those with time to kill
(they always make the best of me)
the ever faithful stranger
and the skeletons in my throat
Candiesa trash-strewn strutCandies7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
slummed slow bus ride
is a nasty mind
your candy coated eyes
last night cried
sugar water clouds
to crown the ground
to turn young minds
your gift's an open
darksome mouth devouring
a whole other animalyou can steal a kissa whole other animal8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from painted lion's
but commitment is
completely engageda dream, eyes open;completely engaged1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
everything again is new.
an echoed, "I do."
head of the classlife leaves you lessened, not learned.head of the class2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Forgotten How To breatheHow do you breathe?Forgotten How To breathe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hold my breath.
all my time is spare timeI was sitting on a bench,all my time is spare time10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
avoiding the company of my own home, &
imagining the conversation we would have
when you sat down next to me.
Sure, I didn't know you would be you,
or any of the words we would actually speak,
but what I needed was someone to pay attention
& you fit the bill.
Or, at least, I think you did.
It's hard to gauge attention
when I can't meet anyone's eyes
than a few seconds at a time.
It's hard to really connect
when our very atoms are repelling
All I know is, you sat down and that's what matters.
At least, I'm pretty sure you sat down;
almost positive that I wasn't talking to myself.
About how I drive everyone away.
About how I hide because I hurt.
About how my tongue is faster than my brain.
About how my head is stronger than my heart.
About how I spend more time thinking
about the company of others
than actually enjoying it.
The important part is I got up and wrote this down:
You will never be lonely again.
things that go bump in the nightabsence makes the heart a monster.things that go bump in the night2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am standingIt's been months since I wanted to break out of my body. Okay, that's a lie. But it's been days. Days since I've felt static scorch underneath my skin, felt colours cutting into my eyes, had to explain that these aren't metaphors. There are so many ways you can get used to living. I wonder if anyone else feels empty when they don't have creatures clawing up through their throat.I am standing8 months ago in Emotional More Like This
I don't know what art is, or what okay is. I like to believe I know it when I feel it, but I'm not so sure I would. I think people expect me to be a lot more insightful than I am right now. I don't think they take into account that boredom is stressful, and stress can shatter you like roots in concrete. Maybe I'm growing. But I don't even know if I'm bored. I feel like a lot of different people, or a lot of aspects of different people, all trying to learn how to stand one another.
It's been days since I wanted to break out of my body. I'm watching the sunrise from the wrong side, but I did sleep. I'm not curlin
Glazes Part 2Glaze Recipes Part 2Glazes Part 24 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Sharing a few formula's I use
all glazes are ^6 electric/oxidation
Floating Blue Revision 1
Nepheline Syenite 41
Gerstley Borate 17
Frit 3134 13
Red Iron Oxide 2
Cobalt Carbonate 1.5
presenting..."these songs shouldn't make me feel so sad."presenting...7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
said to myself, in between puffs of smoke
blown to wasps in my window. still, ever since
you started harvesting silence, my day-to-day details
have progressed to punishment ala prometheus.
skin unscathed, cloaking heartbreak daily.
chained to this rock, but sealed with a twist.
I'm eatin' up space and overcompensatin'. I've got
that bug-eaten junkie lovescratch itch. I've got them
shakes what jived (and shook from the inside).
oh no, I can't undo the pain in you.
this chip with boy ashoulder.
doin' time at the hotel. sickening
smile, carrying luggage. roots grown
deep & worsening breath.
you've got your own concerns
and I've just one of them...
dear, I fear I'm forever one word away from winning you.
lists and listlessnessEach name I mark down is a list.lists and listlessness10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I write every single word
I intend to promptly forget,
making sure to underline
the important parts.
These are the things I really meant to say.
You'd smile and feel
the way you were supposed to.
It's all so simple.
These little plans of mine
are drawn up and drawn out.
It's too meticulous
to be destiny
and too ridiculous
to be enjoyable.
Would you even feel it if I crossed you off?
I have that power you know.
(That and more.)
I could rearrange you.
I could erase you
I could kid myself all night,
but I could never let you go.
FadeInput and outputFade10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
are forever separated
by the walls of
can never be
personal libertytime severs all bondspersonal liberty2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
a silent revolution
a lonely freedom
I'll take what's behind...The sun is upI'll take what's behind...10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I'm officially invisible.
I want to scribble a note
or write two names
in wet cement.
This commemorates the morning
of the night we didn't spend together.
This is a reminder that I exist.
This is proof of priorities reversed.
I put pen to paper
out of habit
and foot in mouth
out of pure talent.
I'm not really sure
what's under the surface,
because no one has ever bothered
to scratch that far.
I do know loyalty.
I do know trust.
I do know that,
every time I open my mouth,
does the speaking for me.
Nobody wants to be lonely,
we're not satisfied
with the alternatives.
I swear it.
just find me?
HeartstringsHeartstrings tightenHeartstrings2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and I hold him close.
and the distance grows.
Moments of light
Shadowed by dark.
Heartstrings are broken
and I crumble apart.
Is it hot in here...There are things that I see on an everyday basis.Is it hot in here...10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There are eyes that aren't mine,
locked in passionate embrace.
I watch the same mistakes over & over.
The silly little games we play with each other.
The dirty little tricks we play on one another.
We create a chemical reaction
our bodies do not know how to handle,
and tie ourselves to the next big thing -
This is weighing me down.
I sink and smile
at the irony of being dragged under
by something that doesn't even exist;
the heavy burden of an unfulfilled promise.
I will forever be defined
by that which I do not possess,
but at least I will never indulge
those tiny, fatal games.
I am the textbook definition no one's reading.
Today is the day we mark this down.
Tomorrow is the dream I never have.