Save YourselfDear mommy…Save Yourself1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I could have saved you.
I know you promised me you’d save yourself,
But I should have known you were lying.
I could have protected you.
I know you said you were fine,
But I should have been able to see all the tears behind your eyes…
The lies, I should have seen straight through them,
I should have known better than to believe you,
I should have known better.
I should have known.
I should have saved you...
I'm sorry Mommy.
I shouldn't have let you save yourself.
They Also Serve Who Only Stand and WaitI don't know when we first went underground. I don't even know if it was one mass exodus, a swarm of mankind trickling through the earth's crust so vehement we carved our own caverns by the force of trampling feet, or whether it was a gradual process, perhaps even a repetitive one, a family here, a neighborhood there. For all I know, the echo of the damp subterranean machine has always reverberated off the cave walls, created long past by the Angels, who think of our well-being even while they shake their heads helplessly at our flaws.They Also Serve Who Only Stand and Wait2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They say that those who remained on the surface were raptured away in a great flash of light, like a million suns converted into raw energy all at once. While it was rumored once that the flash was our doing, our own horrid creation, we all know better now. It was the Maker who brought it forth from the void and cast it onto the earth's crust, as though shot from an immense sling, taking only those who were brave enough to trust in Him. We, who live in t
Theme Prompt - UnderBend don't break.Theme Prompt - Under2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one cares
For your sake.
Even with prayers.
You sink under
Feel the cracks
Fix them fast.
Face what wracks
gaiait turned out you were the whole world, after all;gaia2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i stepped outside and you were singing in the green grass,
smiling in the smooth blue curve of the sky,
enveloping me and my glad tears in the gentle breeze.
i took off my shoes and ran for joy.
i will never lose you.
For the wrongedLet's fall in love quickly,For the wronged2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like the first wave of the morning rushes
to the shore to catch in it's open mouth
all the footprints of the lost and lonely.
I want to map my future
on the hills along the center of your back
so when you turn to leave,
I run after you like a last and only hope.
Take me with you,
down the wrong roads and all the unfamiliar
places you rest your tired heart
after my nails initial your skin and the sound
of our love becomes a slamming door.
I miss you when I hit the bottom of the bottle.
You don't know how dangerous
loving people can get.
And when you're pulling me up from silence
so I can listen to you tell me stories
about the pretty girl trapped
in the manuscripts between the mattresses,
I think of the time I spent building my body
into that pretty girl
rather than spitting these ugly words into your palms.
I miss you when the cigarette smoke lies
like fog in my throat and
I can't speak.
Let's fall in love so fast
that we become a car crash, a day stolen
In stillness1. My bones are rocks, curved and exfoliated and shapedIn stillness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
by the heavy ocean storms in my lungs,
like cyclones of dust and regurgitated diary entries
have been lifted by the trembling earth
and slammed into my spine, repeatedly, until I bow
before everything more powerful than I could ever be.
And they are yours.
2. I love you,
like my lips thirst for more than your mandarin gums,
so I can eat through the hurt, clogged in your throat.
"My heart is obviously incapable of holding love";
let me prove you wrong.
3. Our sex lies in the pain along my neck,
where my blood has pooled and frozen.
I can barely feel my fingers or my toes and I am lost
in the kind of surrendering you never (have the time to) think about.
4. Like plates, we can only make something
when we converge or diverge;
mountain ranges for our breaths to circulate,
or new plains for our feet to soak into our soles.
Clamber over the trenches your fingers have carved on my chest
and hide under my immobile muscles.
Ode to the boy with diamonds for eyesI think we were a collision course waiting to happenOde to the boy with diamonds for eyes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And when I think back to the day when we first
Stumbled across one another, red sneakers hanging off gutters
Cherry cola voice overs and dilated pupils
We led one another on to believe in the night sky of connect the dot constellations
You wanted to dissect me and peer into the insides of my lungs
Only to find witches breath and dandelions
Slicing iron vowels you locked your hands in mine
And we fell into the static of dreaming disease
The operating table broke away to reveal a sky that never existed
And we couldn't help but laugh at the irony
Because wishing was never an option
The anesthesia never seemed to fit in our veins anyway.
TwinePrinted white letters,Twine2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Listen to me:
Fly to the sunset and tell her for me.
Flowers are blooming,
Brightly and kind:
They grow in the past and have left me behind.
Scattered ink blotches,
Keep them from harm:
Sing in the heavens and sound the alarm.
Spare me your dreaming and let us the dawn.
Blinding red sunbeams,
Listen to me:
I am not blinded and neither is she.
Plain whitened parchment,
Imbued with heart,
Go tell her we'll never be far apart.
then i burst into flames and fell i heard your cosmic blowthen i burst into flames and fell2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
crack the crusted knuckles
of his hands
lodge itself into the mantle
of the world i cradled
in my arms
i spent many nights reeling
with the telescopic webbing and
thenar space of sun-burnt skin
manifestation of the teenage hearti look for you inside poetry.manifestation of the teenage heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for your dark skin, dark hair,
bright eyes, long fingers &
i look between lines, inside words
& i hope to find you tangled in
i pray to see you hiding in the gaps
between stanzas & in the crevices of
metaphors & generic rhyme schemes.
it's because i'm losing you, you see, so
i need to search in all the rightly-written
places to find you again. spaces & lines
& all those hidden symbols, they're up for
interpretation; or in my case, investigation.
my age-earned naivety used as a
flashlight, i expect you to nomadically
turn up at some point because you're always
moving from heart to heart these days.
Way OutEat my heart,Way Out2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's all you'll get,
Rot my body,
From inside out.
Plague my mind,
With memories of you,
Despite being blind,
You saw right through.
Those walls that I built,
They now crumble down,
Try to re-build,
But is that what you want now?.
You relish no love,
Crave to be shot.
So leave my walls down,
Show what's inside,
Inspires a frown,
But that's my other side.
So take a bullet,
Blow my rotten brains,
Onto the carpet,
Used to be grey.
Now is red,
Now I'm dead.
Mermaid Bones - a beat poemTRIGGER WARNING: Sexual assault and eating disordersMermaid Bones - a beat poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mermaid Bones - a beat poem.
I'm hiding an ocean of teeth under my scales
it's in the forbidden taste of salt on my tongue
the weight of the measuring tape,
of those numbers pushing bubbles through my blood and through my gums.
It's written on the circumference of my waist.
In the words cursing the ghost ship of my shape being plundered against my will.
It's spoken by the fish telling me that I have no right to fill my gills with oxygen
underneath a sea bed of regret laid heavy with the shape of a tail.
You are a whale they said
and they made me push my bones out to see the fish bones that they could wish on
to beach myself on the sand reaching for a reason to say "no"
I will not make sandcastles out of sandwiches, and pick at the entrails of the jellyfish noodles on my plate on the first date with puberty that said
"you will now be endowed with an oyster set with strings of pearls that hang heavy round your throat like a
beneath birthThe world held the first few starsbeneath birth2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as trickling chunks across a melting wall.
The singing moon's sweetest tune trembled and meadows broke
And still, still, the boy tried, eager but darker each time,
His body stood, crackling life.
With lower hollows, his sentences dripped,
I've galaxies, in and out.
TributeShe came back to me undone, brazen & alone & alive, awash in morning light, with mockingbirds braided ‘round her ankle, with her soul cradled in the arc of her foot, & took me outside. She came delicately, barefoot through the days I had sat alone, hush-hush through the grass & gold, came & laced fingers through my mind & called to me, down through the years & the hallways of my heart where the dust of you had long lain undisturbed: "He is no longer here, but I am.”Tribute2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have found the voice that left with you.
Valtariyour voice cracking at midnight; promisingValtari2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
consistency with your waist
twisting around white textile.
might be my favourite word,
your skin –
how did I not find
it sooner. touching your skin
is like touching the surface of the sea
it feels like home
maybe I could spend all dawns with you asleep
in both cases in your arms.
stepswow,steps2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
this is how feet feel on solid ground;
this is how
the sea feels
when eyes are closed.
the sky is immense, cavern of cloud.
angels there look down.
the dance hall, universe,
all out there for feet to feel like this;
like the calm water asleep
under the weight of deep breathing air.
i curl my wave over ethereal shoulders,
savor the death defying arc.
i reflect, swell under blue, one two,
one two three.
this is how
across my arms
the breeze on the lake
the ripples it makes.
this is how i'll find a form.
angels there float face down.
alleluia saint louie.
angels there waltz on planks of my bones.
rattle me from my second floor,
rattle me bassline walk me on water.
rattle me to headboard to headstone.
rattle me machine gun mouth.
RATTLE ME HEAVEN'S GATES. RATTLE ME MAELSTROM.
rattle me whispering sailboat...
on the horizon's tense cable of light
waver but never break--
IntimacyIntimacyIntimacy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In to me; see.
It calls me in the night
When I'm down and drunk
It calls me in the night
When the lights go down.
I hear it in my dreams
Echoes around my mind
The laughter of a baying crowd
A girl's unflinching sneer
This red man in my soul
He takes all over me
I see things through his eyes
When the dark rage is on me
When I'm standing on a bridge
Redman whispers at my ear
Drags me down with him
Takes me unto the brink
Don't hurt me anymore
I ask the man every time
Smiles wider than the sky
And takes over me!
He's me when I see a friend
In a happier mood than I
He snarls and drives 'em all away
And keeps me all to himself.
I see him in other people's eyes
In the lonely and the desperate
I see him smiling back at me
When ever I close my eyes.
Bone Collector -c--I threw my spineBone Collector -c-2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the ocean,
and expected you
to lend me yours.
-As my words curdled
with the sour thump of my heart-
against a sternum that learned
the dynamics of your touch-
I realized that here I was
hoping for too much, again.
-Blink once for "I'll still save you,"
twice for "I'm already gone,"
but you can't,
Search the waves for my bones,
maybe you'll find yourself floating there, too.
-I wait for the wave tops,
dyed in froth and your layered
versions of who you needed me to be;
an imminent onslaught
of passivity vs earthquake bones.
Stay for the show,
I might bleed in your honor.
-Stay for the closing scene,
I promise you won't be disappointed.
that isn't my rib cage
stretched like clouds across the horizon;
if you wanted to own every part of me,
you started collecting the pieces too late.
-And you taught me the answers
before you ever gave me the questions
so I was rigged from the beginning.
fourthi. your kisses burnedfourth2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
into my skin
like radioactive burnout
leaving trails, dips, pockets
into every delicate curve
you could find
against my body
ii. my favorite part
about that evening
wasn't the colors,
instead, it was the embers;
the remembrance of something
that was once beautiful,
that now was helpless
iii. the lights lit up your eyes,
bright against the dark
all i could see were
the skeletons of loud angels
cry as their stars fell.
Slaughtereri.Slaughterer2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your words butcher my heart,
clawing at it and ripping it open,
though you never meant to hurt
I can feel the sting of the blade
crashing desperately through my
sternum, reaching hysterically for
my most vital organ.
And my tears streak through the
blood that has streamed onto my
face as I remember the time when
your touch was so kind, when you
told me you’d never leave me.
All I can think now is that you lied.
Room 406Sit upon the bed,Room 4062 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Staring at the blank walls,
Reminisce on the bygone deed.
Her blood staining the carpet,
And your hands,
You should burn in the tar pit,
But live grand.
That evil smirk,
Upon thy face,
Leaves ugly lines,
Across your visage.
You go insane,
With sporadic guilt,
Influx of pain,
But the blood is spilled.
Your conscience wrestles,
With your madness,
"What do I do ?!?!",
You scream in the mirror.
Before you think,
You're on the windowsill,
Jump to your doom,
And become one with the pavement.
still namelessthere is a girl who sits nameless in the back of a classroomstill nameless3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
waiting for her chance to shine. she ditched her best friend
yesterday at recess for the pile of books waiting for her in
ms. johnson's personal library; her best friend is still mad.
the nameless girl in the back of the classroom doesn't mind,
though, because she still has the cookies that her mom baked
in her desk and her pink tennis shoes still light up every time
she takes a step or kicks something.
what she does mind is the fact that her parents don't listen to
her when she says she likes girls. they're horrified at the thought
and they say "honey you don't really like girls, you're just saying
that. you're too young for this sort of thing."
"but i'm in 2nd grade, and daddy always says
that i'm a big girl and this big girl has
decided that she loves other girls."
no matter what the nameless girl's parents did, they couldn't
convince her otherwise. she was in love with girls. the nameless
girl didn't know how to go about
circumventing hearts my frail ankles, wristscircumventing hearts2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
are inversely proportional to
your broad shoulders, chest
so it goes
your touch, though tangential
comes at me
your low baritone
creates multiple chords
in the nuclear envelope of my heart
open in the helix of my ears
hidden in their drums