StardustYour body is made of stardust.Stardust3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
How cool is that? Just
Think about it. Stardust.
Your body is a universe
With your heart as its sun,
And it has been pumping
To keep you alive
Since you begun –
A whole sun
Wants you here.
Your lungs are two galaxies;
Each an inhaling and exhaling
And they work their hardest
To keep you okay –
Two entire galaxies
Want you to stay.
Your blood cells are meteors,
Going as fast they can
To keep you safe and sound –
Millions of magnificent meteors
Want you around.
Our souls are night skies
And our flaws
Are constellations that
Make us who we are –
Making us each as unique
As each and every star.
Please, don’t become a supernova tonight.
Pauses where.The pausePauses where.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
between the casual
recounting of my day and
doesn't sound like
I love you.
But you don't hear
I've stopped missing you, either,
Our Captain (Robin Williams Remembrance Poem)Oh, CaptainOur Captain (Robin Williams Remembrance Poem)4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
We’ve never had,
A Friend like You.
You came to us as an Alien,
from the Planet Ork.
But through the Years,
You made Home in Our Hearts
We Saluted You over the Airwaves
We Watched You get Sucked in a Game,
And Haul Your Family in the Big Rolling Turd.
You were a British Nanny,
Who was actually their Dad.
A Business Man,
Who was actually Peter Pan.
A Crazy Scientist,
Making a Being called Flubber.
Who Just Wanted to be Free.
You were a Robot,
Made of Rusty Old Parts.
We’ve never had,
A Friend like You.
You became the Man of the Year,
And the Wax Figurine Exhibit
Of the Twenty-Sixth President
Of the United States of America.
You Were the World’s Greatest Dad,
And the World’s Greatest Therapist.
You Had a License to Wed
And be a Kid,
Who Grew Up Four Times Too Fast.
You only Won One Oscar.
But that’s okay.
We Love all Your Other Works Anyways…
We Will Miss You
.sooner or later,.1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
the tooth fairy picks up a
hammer and chisel
Of leaving pieces.Understand this: that love is a religionOf leaving pieces.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of birds, of restlessness, of flight.
Of moving somewhere warmer when the cold sets in,
of longing, of leaving, of being
the one left behind, of feathers,
of an empty nest in the heart of winter,
nestled in some firm elbow of brittle branches
that stopped reaching for the sky when the last
leaf fell, bleak against a landscape of
blacks and whites and greys save for one
little piece of red string,
tucked lovingly among the twigs,
so dutifully gathered, piece by piece,
by a creature who had seen winters before,
but made a home for himself here anyway.
permanence.Permanence,permanence.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or the reason I haven't stopped loving you yet.
Because I've never wanted to. Because
dementia runs in the family,
and I will forget everything, even
the sound of my own voice. My children
and their children, warm or disinterested
strangers who speak too loudly and
point to photographs of people
I may have lived with or seen
in a movie once. They'll call me mother,
or Stephanie, say other names
I won't recognise, and none of it
will mean a thing. But if I love you,
if for sixty years I love you,
then I will remember that.
.the shadows bruise the.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
sunlight while the moon
weeps in the darkness
.got eyes so.9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
out your heart
like a pip
.pour love all.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
over, then strike
the fire will
burn itself out,
but the ruins
Beginning and EndBeginning and EndBeginning and End6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The lights dimmed,
The moon rose.
The spirits lifted,
The blood froze.
The wind died,
The book closed.
So ends the life of someone
That was never there.
So ends the dreams of someone
Who had never cared.
So ends me,
And so ends you
As the sun rises
And the moon sets,
The demons sleep,
And the blood dries.
The wind picks up,
The pages flip open,
Back to life once more.
So begins the life of someone
Who thought they were a no one.
So begins the existence of someone
Who thought they never cared.
So begins you,
And so begins me.
WingsI clipped her wingsWings4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And threw her off the cliff
To see if she would fly.
.is it worse to.11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
hear a truth,
or give one
to tell a lie,
or live one
.i dug up the.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
past again, those
i set them loose
inside the house
and now we have
.you broke.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
that there was
Well, Honey...You think depression is a choice?Well, Honey...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you think I choose
To feel worthless?
To feel empty,
To feel sick to my stomach because I think too much?
To feel broken,
To feel hopeless,
Angry at myself..
To feel suicidal, sometimes without knowing a reason?
To feel the need to lay in bed all day,
Without moving a muscle,
Because getting up would just make me want to fall back down?
Depression is never a choice.
You don't choose depression.
Depression chooses you.
We don't need ignorant people to choose us, too.
--10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
i can't make you love it
( how do you like your new
rubber duck? )
Sometimes, It's Okay To CrySometimes, it's okay to cry.Sometimes, It's Okay To Cry10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's okay to let the world see your tears.
Sometimes, it's okay to be angry.
But the hardest is to be angry at the right time, for the right reason.
Sometimes, it's okay to let your emotions show.
Because you've been strong for too long.
Sometimes, things can shatter you permanently
But you've got to pick up the pieces and mend them back together again.
You can't stay broken forever.
Just because it's okay to cry,
Doesn't mean that you should live your life in tears.
It doesn't mean that you have to be weak.
The hardest part is telling people that you're 'not okay'.
The hardest part is telling people that you 'need help'.
Because sometimes, it's okay to not be strong.
.i will bury myself.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
outside in the garden;
like the spare key
or the dead dog,
i'm never there when
you need me
Dear Mom and Dad, I'm FTM.Dear Mom and Dad,Dear Mom and Dad, I'm FTM.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Before you overreact or get upset, I'd like to say that this has nothing to do with the way you raised and are still currently raising me. I love you both and I always will even if sometimes I don't show it; you mean a lot to me. I want you to know I'm still your child and I love you no matter what, and I hope that's the same for me. I want to be honest with you. I don't want to hide who I am. I want to be free; especially in my own home. I want to be able to come home and be able to be accepted and greeted as I would like. I want to tell you. I've been trying to tell you but there's always something that keeps me from doing it. I hope you will love me regardless of this. I just hope you don't overreact and cry. I'm not good when people cry; especially people that I care for. I want you to know this is NOT a phase. I've been feeling this way ever since I was a kid. I finally came to the conclusion about it; and I've been thinking about it since I was 6. Probably even