LesbianMy thoughts wandered back into my fourth grade mind frame.Lesbian10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She had beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes,
And a perfectly white smile that reflected the sunlight like a mirror.
She was a good teacher, mmmhmmm, good to look at,
And I even knew it back then,
Before I knew I was a lesbian.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Ranbows are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple,
And so am I!
My thoughts wandered back into memories of Sam, my first girlfriend.
She was shorter than I was, with wavy black curls,
And with hazel eyes that seemed so enchanting,
And she had beautiful pale white skin, mmmhmmm, lovely girl,
And I knew it then,
I was a pre-teen lesbian.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Rainbows are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple,
And so am I!
My thoughts wandered back into memories of "coming out".
She came out on accident, and 'she' was me,
Brave enough to accept the fact that people were noticing,
But smart enough not to get myself into trouble, mmmhmmm, that's me,
Passion FishHolding you I jumpPassion Fish11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into the spectacle of the sea
Sinking into a school
Of vermillion grouper:
The day-star strikes a path for us
Deep into the swelling rhythm
Of the ancient blue,
The somber cool;
Above the surface,
A vanilla sky;
From the inside
Of a flower;
Our hands explore dark waters for treasured touch;
Separating seaweed with fingertip scythes
Of poignant flesh;
Being with you is like floating for the first time
In my own personal ocean,
Or standing barefoot in the wake
Of a tsunami, unafraid;
Or holding a jewel
truths.a. she writes her nametruths.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on her hand
just so she wont
b. they ask her what
she wants to do with
her life, and she says
she wants to write things
that break hearts and
they say she could be
c. hurting you
more than you can
d. is never important enough
to go with
(just like her.)
e. shes sorry.
and she doesnt
.:Blind:..:Blind:.10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People think I am blind
To the small details,
To the words.
They see my disguise,
And think I see the world as right,
That I know not of tears,
Of pain, of love,
People think I am blind
To their gaze and whispers,
I simply chose to look ignorant,
To not care where they can see
But store it into the mixture in me
People think I am blind,
But in truth,
I see far more than they do.
A Lesson On Brick CareA Lesson On Brick Care9 years ago in Humor More Like This
Bricks are excellent pets. As well as being cheap, clean and easy to care for, they are extremely long-lived. They are extraordinarily loyal and have few requirements for housing and feed. They are very hardy, do not trigger allergies and extremely easy to tame. They rarely scratch, but can be a nuisance if left underfoot. However, with proper treatment, you and your brick should have a long and loving relationship. The most common brick is the Common House Brick (brickus brickus), which is normally a red colour. They also appear as other colours, ranging from a creamy-white, to black. Brown is another popular colouration, as there are many shades of brown bricks. The more unusual a brick is in colour, the more expensive.
Bricks have been associated with humans for many years, but are most often used as working bricks. They have only recently been adapted as pets. Closely related to the brick is the rock (rockus granus), which has become quite popular as a pet in recent decades. Hopefu
when time does not healThere's a light bulb in your chest, it flickers on/off the coral reef,when time does not heal8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's pinkish and reminds me of babies
though i don't know why yet.
The buzzer rings and it's never you,
as always, i am carpet faced
and full of tiny yous that won't hack out
with drawing pins, i just sit inside my own shipwreck.
I thought i could control the epileptic fits
brought on by your fast heart-blinks.
i'm on the brink of something scientific, something raw
as you say i give you new illnesses
and put your medicine in the draw,
you are happy until i shuffle back
on tired hands and knees,
I stutter into garbage bags
then you just hurl things back like i expect too much,
i'm submerged in your blood screams,
in my eye streams
that travel towards places with names like --
but you are everywhere, it seems
with your hands held tight by somebody new,
by somebody who
has been there a month, but outweighs my 12
of support by
chewing the impossibleDraw me laughter,chewing the impossible7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
describe a color to me,
spread a rumor with me about the taste
of water, rhyme a word with orange,
love me more than i love you,
pronounce caramel correctly,
make love in three different languages.
Unfold yourself like a newspaper
and flutter into the world, barking mad,
inky and smelling
of the comic section.
Eat love. Eat in general. Tie your little brothers shoes.
Conquer grief loudly
with crayons or kisses
Two scoops instead of one.
Finish that song, sleep in.
Destination BeautifulIm a long way from anything amazing.Destination Beautiful10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
21 miles to be exact.
No time for calculations,
Im in a hurry.
So how about we pack up our
Necessities and you
Away with me.
Doesnt matter where we go as long
We can take our worries and insecurities and
out the window.
Watch them trail and fade behind us
On that one way road to
Destination beautiful right here in the front seat
Sunkissed shoulders and
bittersweetIndeterminatebittersweet8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant feel what its like to feel anymore
With the bittersweet of your quintessence
Still on my nostrils
Still on my tounge
Burning through like acid
Till im feeble in my knees
And I can scarcely breathe
It feels so pleasant to feel so flawed
The end wasnt supposed to expire like this
I was supposed to feel what wasnt there
And theres that bittersweet
I smell it in you voice
I taste it in your smile
Perfect AntidoteYou're about as convincing as the safetyPerfect Antidote10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on a loaded gun.
And about as thrilling as
You're begging for a trigger
to escape your troubled head.
Its like watching a car crash
From a window that I cant break.
You're falling down again
Tripping over tangled thoughts inside your head
That you cant pray away.
Well if you agree to be the patient,
I'll be the best damn doctor you've ever had.
I prescribe the perfect antidote..
Dont scream too hard lovely.
You're going to lose your voice.
For your throats sake,
Use a whisper and save
Some of your precious breath for words that
Deserve to be said.
You're a terrible liar,
With a knack for telling me you're fine.
I can see deeper than that.
I dont understand how someone can have so much to say
and just not speak a word.
Much less a sentence.
We're all listening now..
Deep down I know thats what you wanted.
your reactions may be impairedyour reactions may be impaired9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The world is too busy with things like lovers
and life, to notice a plug socket with no electricity,
only splinters and blue tack play
where a lamp should be. I do not know where the basement is,
I cannot hit this switch myself.
Green and yellow candy buckles between my teeth,
I laugh and then flicker when doors slam shut
like mouse traps
and I always forget those things like dancing in the kitchen
with a oven glove on my head and taking photos
on the floor with best friends,
and I always remember things like my eyes
calling home through morse code and laying in a white bed
alone, every night of the week. I hate the way static
makes voices sound ugly and there is nobody
to shove my heart back in,
it edges out more and more. I trip up
on the leg of the office chair and blink words
like 'where are you, right now?'.
Hammers are not heavy enough and nails
are not sharp enough
to make this better.
I slip in and out of make-up drawers
looking for something beautiful.
It cannot be found here.
ThisIsWhatFalling Feels Like. [x] This is What Falling Feels Like [x]ThisIsWhatFalling Feels Like.10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think your just scared, or something like that.
But I guess I'll never know.
You caught me WAY off guard and I had to catch myself when I fell.
but since thats impossible, I just let myself fall
Kind of like those dreams where you keep falling and falling and you know theres no one down there to catch you
and your heart just kind of sinks into your stomach until you feel like puking.
but you never puke either
that pain is just there
and you cant get rid of it by yourself
so I've come to this conclusion that it really isnt me, its you.
your just scared to catch me.
but you hate to watch me fall too.
and your scared to fall.
Cause you dont think Id catch you if you did..
I told you (in fewer words) that I would catch you
You must have trust issues cause you didnt believe that either.
But Im just a little girl who cant change minds and I cant change hearts either, cause Ive tried
curb dancingcurb dancing9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wore a watch that did not belong to me
and held two fingers to my voice box,
you almost did the same.
Today my words are just left hand turns,
I write like this is the last time
our pulses will be half hoped-for dreams.
This internal bleeding is like raised eyebrows
that I want to stamp down with a blistered foot.
Your were chewing an umbilical chord
as if you had no life left, you promised to die today
on a death bed that used to be mine;
you were afraid of tubes and sirens.
I wanted to say things like --
'life is not always a black skin-suit
with its zipper caught in your hurried truth,
I wanted to put on surgical gloves, say --
'do not be scared of needles'
reach beyond pore-level and tug all this out.
But I could not.
I feel like this too, in the folds of my skin
I feel like this too, in the blemishes on my chin
it is more than this, we know
each other well.
Browalliathree years ago, in the garage of a boyBrowallia7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I have never met,
and on the warfs of time there stood the aching silhouette
of such a true heart.
The heart was not two hearts
but one incalcuable heart
sweeter than sea shells found
and stranger than dreams. You are the high plucked note of an electric guitar,
you are true sleep.
and the only
You are not here or there but carried, kept,
safe, far -
dangerously near always.
I know you, and I have watched the clocks melt
at our feet. Watch them too; take up your hands
and reach, rest, know...
Know that time, Time is nothing...
It never was.
In dark hours,
when the sun was going to rise
and it did
and I was crying anyway
a field of tiger lilies bloomed
in my chest. You heard the sigh
and ached too and nothing was more bare as bone
than the way that true love
I opened my mouth
and gave them all to you--the unbreakable petals and dewpoints--
see they grew invariab
strange weatherstrange weather9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You, with a crook in your thoratic curve,
you ran upto me wearing a thick woolen scarf
holding a dr's note in one hand and a beer bottle in the other.
The pain waits there until your eyelids re-open
and the nightmare falls out,
it's loud between those ear canals,
between that pulse in the air - I was led by the noise,
it pulled stronger than gravity, it broke the rail tracks,
it tore through the pores of my sickly skin.
You said, laughing hard, you were having fun,
bumble bees in your eyes (they make your flesh swell red),
eggshells fall everywhere and your fists, in knots, hurt.
You said, laughing hard, you were having fun.
You are smaller than you think,
I know it.
behind the socketsbehind the sockets9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I picked cells out of my skull on fish hooks
to unplug myself like the telephone
and microwave oven with a blown fuse.
I put them in my sock like batteries
with no more energy to send.
You always dialled the wrong number
when I needed to talk, I do not always think
like this, I am just ill
inside my legs. Something tries to hotfoot up my thigh
and limp along my face --
my pores are stepping stones
to something more, like ambulances
stuck in 5pm traffic with my heart inside
on life support, humming I am just ill
inside my stomach. There is a tree stump
in my chest with roots too short to reach out
for oxygen, they are screwdrivers in my bones.
I am not hungry today, I am just ill
inside my throat where you sit like a new scarf I do not want
to take off. You warm my neck until I gag
then blood paddles next door. It burns
like fresh air does not belong there. I am just ill
in my hands, where metal lips smile and open their teeth
ready to chew through meat
until they can dig my voice box b
Soul Fiend Chapter 5Soul Fiend Chapter 57 years ago in Horror More Like This
Soul Fiend Part 5
Country- United Kingdom
Takes Place- Aberystwyth
Beasts are around us every day, taking different form, hiding in shadows. But for some they can be the same height as us and hide their appearance under our flesh. Some can even take over a human soul.
I'm a security officer, I patrol Aberystwyth Cilgerran Castle. I have seen many things while working here. I have seen kids trying to sneak up here at night to see if this place is haunted. I have seen couples argue over which part of the castle they want to go visit first. But, I have never seen anything like this. . .
It was like any other night. I was closing up the castle, checking every hallway and room to make sure no one was in them. Once I made sure no one was in the castle, I went back to lock all the doors inside of the castle. I was, of course, suppose to lock the main gate on the way out. So I did just that. On my way out, iI caught something out of the corner of my eye. Quickly, I
stained rainbows.b. you are worth more thanstained rainbows.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
mannequins in shopping
windows; stained hearts and
a. maybe there is
someone that sells
love in pretty bottles
that dont break when
they are dropped.
and maybe we will find him,
i. i always thought
light was amazing;
the way it only needs
to be turned into
(it reminds me
l. lets see how far
can make it
e. why do
people always try to
fly? why dont
they ever try to
falling, shall we?
make me feel like
i am worth
hands don't last foreverfields have broken inside of me.hands don't last forever7 years ago in Other More Like This
i bleed poppies.
then nature blows on my face
and i am a fog, a fog curling.
you have never seen my heart.
keep me shallow, flush me dryScattered molten air hangs heavy,keep me shallow, flush me dry7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As inarguably youd never be
Nails construct caverns in my hallowed wrists
With streams of fresh raspberry blood flowing heavily into a virgin heart
We were capsized,
drowned in awkward silences filled with shallow compliments and beaten conversation
Our undigested nerves get the best of us
and the thick atmosphere was penetrated only by your steady lips
I was mislaid, then cradled
In an interpersonal world , gated and guarded within tangible dreams
in this provisional forever, I lose myself in your carefully placed words and cathartic smile
And as you retain me wholly , you depart and flush my person as you fade.
winter song.winter song6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I paid for you in silver dollars,
rabbit bones, and snail shells.
Beneath the flannel crush,
a twining of lash fingers,
I weight you with catamount claws,
I bury you in firewarmed stone
You are mine,
and I eat you with moth mouth
and spin you to silk.
When the winter stripped aspen bark
and the elk starved til their hooves
were too light to keep them tethered-
I carved the shape of a palm beneath the doorwood
and you tied three husk dolls to the tallest sapling.
We were a bowl, carved hollow and narrow
as pine needles and pressed against coals
and dog fur, leaning like lightning away
from blistered earth, taut with freeze,
away from wood, shrunk and sap-sticky-
dove tails untied and ribboned and bare.
Your spine is a naked rope and I climb you
to clouds rippled like sea-sand, my eyes
are bottle glass green.
I seize waves and swallow them to smoke.
You pad my throat with ash and
settle my bones with sandstone
and sink me to mud, coffined in ice.
You sell my teeth for cornmeal and