MarrowI caught my reflection by herMarrow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
silk spun lips; She was
as beautiful as the slender
moon. She doesn't say
hello too often but this
time she lingered quite a bit longer
than usual - so it sounded by the
ticks on the old grandfather
clock down the hall.
What a delicate heart she holds.
How heavy it must be to carry - I
could see the weight in her
rain cloud eyes. She has never looked
so sweet, to me, even with those
hollow bruises underneath. Terse
or not, I found my marrow. And while
I could not keep hold for long; it was
something that had been lost for such
a long time. It is still there, I see -
I have seen. How
hastily I fell for her disastrous nature.
She's so afraid, you can tell, but her
baby cheeks hide these dimples that
hold every ounce of her innocence.
So swollen and youthful, I dare not
touch the dream that is her velvet
skin, for I may break the most
fragile thing to ever be
kissed by the northern lights.
DustYou could say I’mDust2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as little as the stardust that floats in the sun’s glow
(through sheer curtains)
when you’ve got nowhere else to look.
And they’d call it
blush pink but I wish I was as
tall as my scarlet heart.
I could see hair lines with droopy lids instead of
straining my neck with
Remember the time words bruised my cheeks?
And before the sob could even
burst from the dry back of my throat and
before the tears even
left my ducts
You hooked me with able arms and
I was not forlorn. You had
between sun streaks and I wish I
was again buried between the braided threads
of your blue shirt with closed eyes
and fingers in my hair.
RideInfinite. That’s not a feeling. You can’t feel infinite.Ride2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
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My heart had never been so high. It must’ve flown from the tip of my tongue when we sang together and landed somewhere in the volatile sky. I thought I saw it with wings but it could’ve been some exhausted illusion like when you see colored spots in your vision that float around and begin again when you blink.
I want to remember that drive more than I'm able to. All that I'm certain of now is that I didn’t have to be in your arms to feel your warmth in the passenger seat; I felt your love in the scent of your breath when it circulated the car, when it swirled in my head. I had never known you better than I did when morning caught in my throat and a melody emerged; and when you sang too it was a growing conversation. For someone so much louder than I, I never would've known you were so poetically pensive.
I was chilled with the air of winter right outside the windows
Day One12:31Day One2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The water is all moving in the same direction.
To the left.
I like the left side of the boardwalk.
Sideways, not longways.
The sand's not moving. But I am.
my life is like a spinning platform,
the one you stand on
while you're trying to get into your log flume boat.
That doesn't make sense.
There's a peninsula
of charcoal rocks.
I want to be standing on the very edge of them.
I would be powerful
and then jump in for a swim.
There's nothing more mystical than laughing.
Everyone has such a nice laugh.
I see a middle aged couple nearby.
I want to be them one day.
The woman keeps putting her hands in the water.
It is fall.
I hope he loves her.
The water is green.
There are two birds by the water now.
They remind me of the couple.
except the sand.
You know how the world is on
such an angle when you lean your head
to the side?
craning your neck..
I wish I was falling when I di
SixIt occurred to meSix2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
deliciously fragile you are
I wanted to climb down
the words in your
throat, and coo
You’ve seen the
stars in my eyes
to compliment the
moon in yours.
And how we light up
in infatuation, our
the glow of fire light.
I’m so in
love with your way, I realized,
when I tore away the wool
that occluded me from you.
You’ve got a beaming
halo and this
smile that loves me in
all its radiance.
I keep you for myself,
little pieces of you have
a part of me.
I don’t mind if you
I keep your voice tucked
behind my ear.
And your eyes in
the back of my
mind; you know they’re
I keep my home in
your arms and
my heart in the trusty grip
of your fingerprints.
My laugh is in your
and at the end of your
I have your breath on
my collarbone, and your
touch on my cheeks and
your lips on my neck.
See, I love you
devotedly. And a bunch of
The Bird CageI never had a bird cage in my living room. And I could never fathom the harm in a cherub of a creature inside the tangible model of a lie. The things we don't see at nine years old when all we want is a few sweet songs and light catching feathers in the corner against my mother's choice of blue-grey drapes. Something to call my own, or just to make my brothers mad; it didn't matter. When no was no, even after thirteen and a half minutes of crocodile tears, I don't remember ever thinking of it again.The Bird Cage1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I blinked carelessly as years passed by. Tragically blinded by my own fiction; life became less and less of wide eyed innocence and evermore tip-toeing around the addiction to the bittersweet taste of teenage freedoms. I hardly even noticed as my fears turned to solid bars and my thoughts piled up like the harmonious notes of a hummingbird indoors; acoustics bouncing off the walls tirelessly. And it was tragic the way things fell together and fell apart and I pretended that I was protecting
To The SkyI took a finger to the sky andTo The Sky2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you inhaled so
that I'm not sure you
took a breath at all.
It was the glimpse
the fading end
a shooting star;
I saw it all.
A hole in the night,
time warped in the sky.
The lights teased me
they knew I wanted
to dance with them
My toes curled
towards a cyan star
but I lost my
delicacy and he ran
But I thought like
still in the burst of
I gasped so deeply
that surely the
dust in my throat
made something of me.
Right nearer was
a scarlet one
to my lips that
the buds of my
caught a taste
That carried me to
such haste that I
woke with the strangest of starts.
BreatheYou inhaled herBreathe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And exhaled me
Taking in deap slow breathes
But breathing out fast
When she holds you
You breathe her in
With each moan
Every time you say her name
You exhale me
In time back I filled your lungs
I was spreading
I was in your cells
I traveled into your muscles
I made your heart beat
With each beat you took more of me
You could feel me
I was in your being
I was part of you
I didn't mind
CandlelightCandles make halos,Candlelight1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but sitting in it doesn't make me
an angel. It's the big pilled
down comforter that acts as my wings.
I surround myself in a cozy fortress
leaning against boxes decorated with dust
and labeled with holidays.
My tiny candlelight makes my cheeks glow
even when they're not warm and sets
a wildfire in my eyes even though
they're blue as ice.
It's all just bright enough to illuminate
my fears and then
I don't have to
feel wretched for such a long time.
I create my illusion,
of being wrapped in love and warmth
where there is only thirty two degrees
and dark nights without any stars. And I sit
in hopes I will forget my sorrows and the
shutters will close to cover the
broken glass windows,
the wool will cover my eyes.
The paper thin skin will suffice
for my lack of sheep and
my eyelashes will embrace
and I will immerse
myself in twelve hour slumber
whether I dream of tragedies
or you. It makes no difference.
Please Don't Go"We put things in the ground to grow"Please Don't Go2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I sat at a park
with my cane at my side
along the frame
of my leg
when a girl
"Then why do we bury people?"
I shot a glance
towards my feet
at her bright ruby
tap your shoes three times and say
you want to go home
"so that they can grow."
I looked at her,
deep in thought.
"Why would they need to grow when they're dead?"
crinkled at the question
then I spoke
"a seed starts from the ground, but unlike that, that is where we end. We grow for our death to become real to others."
the girl smiled
and then grasped
for my hand
I am her grandfather
I am a ghost.
Tea TimeTo meTea Time2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tea tastes timeless,
like lingering hope;
taste telling stories
of times long past,
forgotten memories brought back,
mirrored in black
English Breakfast Tea.
Lost ThingsWith truth to the letter yourLost Things2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
voice has become actual
music to my ears. That's all
I've been looking forward
to lately. You know I wish that
there was something newer
around. Maybe some
fresh snow on the ground or
something as sincerely bright
and soft with innocence
to avert my mind from this black
hole that's opened up in the
home we made here. I don't
care how many days I
haven't marked on
the calendar; I've lost what
I was looking for like there
was a hole in my pocket.
I can't find it anymore. And
that fear will freeze me to my
shaking core. It doesn't matter
how many times
you say it's right there. You are
not right there. You are not.
It is not the same and nothing
you say from this day will
fortify a lesser sense of
absence. You are not where
you once were and
I miss you.
JealousyWhy do you love her?Jealousy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She doesn't know you,
She doesn't understand.
She has everything,
That I want in her arms.
You pay no attention
To the ones who love you.
What do you see in her
That you don't see in me?
Sure, she'd pretty,
Yeah, she's smart,
But so am I.
I guess jealousy
Has taken over,
And has clouded my mind.
I envy everything she has,
Because I don't have you in my life.
Mr. MethCrystal meth, crystal methMr. Meth8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
white and shiny dust of death
happiness in just a breath
a friendly gift from Mr. Meth
Do a bit, and just forget
leave this world and lose regret
rejoicing in this grand duet
abandon solitude and debt
It's building up, you chase the high
soaring higher, strive to fly
you glance the top, just brush the sky
a glimpse of glee, but fail this try
It ebbs away, you start to fall
crashing downward, losing all
bang your head against a wall
as life returns to its dull drawl
You try again, you won't be beat
craving that euphoric heat
yearning for the high you cheat
pursuing what you'll never meet
Crystal meth, crystal meth
white and shiny dust of death
happiness in just a breath
now you're a slave to Mr. Meth.
WolvesThere where I get devoid of inspiration,Wolves2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My poems will turn to stone;
And while the heart cannot answer to this temptation,
A chilly wind makes me shiver to the bone.
“Wolves!” they said. Let nature fight silence with love.
And then the pack drew back in fear until the seventh sunrise. (Blackest rays…)
“I could not find sugar in their cove…”
But oh, those were words of the unwise.
This pack proved to be my final inspiration;
This land came to be my last desire.
All comes along with responsibility,
Being lit in their fire; burning on a gnarled pyre.
“Time will tell.” “Farewell!”
The hopes are high!
Some things flow through time and space in a hustle
Everybody keeps looking for power; the power in each and every one of us.
“So much I wanted to give to the ones who love me!”
When I Get OldWhen I Get OldWhen I Get Old2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I get old
And am all grown up
A house and a job and taxes
One thing I really want
Is to be a complete doofus
Sometimes, at least
What's the point in growing up
If you aren't allowed to have fun anymore?
What's the point
If you can't look at yourself and laugh?
If you can't slide around the house in your socks?
When I get all old and grown up
I still want to be a kid
accidental loveNo one is fated or doomed to loveaccidental love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’ll meet you by accident.
We’ll both be buying chicken burritos
in the airport.
“I’m here overnight -
I’ve got a pretty wicked layover,”
and I’ll laugh because
I do too.
We could maybe spend the night together
in black plastic chairs
and calling it love.
I Gave and would Give stillI gave and would give stillI Gave and would Give still2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Overwhelm you with my love
All my kisses yours
Even against your will
I took but never again will I take
This love goes one way only
None of my affections will be answered
All you gave and give is fake
You took while I was giving
Icecold you, collected all my warmth
Heartless you, stole my powerful pounding
All you gave was an empty chest
Like death, unable to rest
Only I am still living.
The cloudmakerIt was on a particularly cloudy day that I created another life. You sprung from my hands, eager, like a lamb frolicking through a grassy meadow. An accident. I had been trying to create a tornado, but my hand must've twitched. The gray of my walls only accentuated your glowing golden form further; vaguely shaped like a human child, but not quite. A highly misleading appearance. I remember my first thought: Not another one. I'd made your kind before. It never ended well.The cloudmaker1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Nice to meet you,” you said, sticking out your hand. “It's awfully gloomy outside.”
I shook it. “The earth looked a little dry today.”
You stood in front of my only window, a hand sliding down one of the bars. Your other went outside and caught a raindrop in your grasp. “So this is rain. Did you make it?”
“It's all I do. I've been here ever since I can remember.”
“And how long is that?”
“Longer than the amount of raindrops
AloftNine o'clock and we're spinning circlesAloft1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the parking lot at two miles per hour;
rolling down windows in negative degrees.
My cheeks are frozen roses
burning in the cold and I thaw
every moment that
velvet voice drips from the radio.
Bones dance beneath my pilled skin
and our fingers are feeling blue
through the sunroof. Is it any different
from sitting still? That night I saw stars
and imagined paintings behind my eyelids
when I blinked, and it felt like centuries passed
before my eyelashes pulled apart..
When I'm with you I forget at what point
my feet hit the pavement and our laughter
became ceaseless. You are my magic thing
in the middle of the night. I'm sitting next to you
and suddenly songs become endless,
your stories become vast oceans and I'm in over my head
while I do that thing with my teeth.
I'm fluttering around behind the curtain,
and you come to keep me company,
to calm my restless storms.
You make me feel ridiculous and faint
but as beautiful as light
while you are a