the forest breathes for youInhalethe forest breathes for you3 years ago in Four Line Poems More Like This
NothingI used to be lightning.Nothing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Power surged beneath my skin,
and in the silence, I heard myself thrum.
I used to be fire.
I burned bright inside, stellar lungs,
and in the cold, I sang myself warm.
Still and dark.
My stone sinews crack.
I am vacuum, deep void of space.
Asteroid dust, floating.
ExistenceYou haven't lived in years. You've been too busy just trying to stay alive.Existence4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hell Hath no FuryBut I bought you a souvenir!Hell Hath no Fury4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Christmas Bliss!MistletoeChristmas Bliss!3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Affair Of The Heart!LoveAffair Of The Heart!3 years ago in Four Line Poems More Like This
Around the World in 80 DaysWill cross the date line yesterday.Around the World in 80 Days4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Happiness RevolutionLEARNHappiness Revolution3 years ago in Four Line Poems More Like This
Around the WorldEighty days might have been optimistic.Around the World4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
around the world in 80 days contestNecessary supplies:around the world in 80 days contest4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
lovesong for sailorboyRead aloud and explained (somewhat) here.lovesong for sailorboy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i have always loved words as you love the sea
but i have grown to hate
because i have always had words
but never for you.
words for everything
but i have words for this, so
i'll take them
one by one.
the ocean was your first love and
i could always see it in your eyes.
most would call them blue--just
like a swell over a sandbar
blue like the spring sky over a poppy field.
but i don't think anyone
got as close as i did and they're not blue
not shorebound and
they're gray like the steelbellied sea itself
like the horizon at dawn as it
hems you into an impossibly vast canvas
like a demarcation line
or a promise.
one you always chased.
maybe i had a streak of ocea
Breaking ThroughBreaking Through3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
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ProcrastinationDay 80: Procrastination saps all motivation.Procrastination4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
War's RemainsDancingWar's Remains3 years ago in Four Line Poems More Like This
6 word story- Around the world in 80 days!"Why Me?"6 word story- Around the world in 80 days!4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Because I love you"
Day 60: Crashed"When engine breaks--Day 60: Crashed4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Carving ConstellationsDoctors carve out constellations,Carving Constellations3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
stitch star maps into my skin,
a web of scars, a path to take
to find myself again.
My scars are sewn of haunted stars,
constellations but half-drawn;
ghosts of star-fire whispering words
that fade out with the dawn.
They took my rib from me,
ground it up, reformed it,
turned it into Eve;
made a girl with my own name:
a girl they say is me.
My fragile face now hers,
our spirit splintered,
she stands for nothing
I once stood for.
Deep scars fade
before their meanings are deciphered;
yet more maps unfold