I should have been prepared for this: how random words form swarms overhead, how colors crash and collide mid-air, how sounds ooze into small spaces, how memories meld yes, no, maybe. I should have smelled the chaos of these poems coming.
Category: Marathon Poem
Butterfly cocoon (VII)
Paper thin veil, lushious heart and blissfully open soul. Layer upon layer in strokes of heat. Waves of star constellations; shivering. Convinced by wishful promises, as secret gardens were filled by drops of water- falling like leaves.
Five
I am the crone. I live to honour the five elements, glinting in the gems of my sacred pentacle: Fire: must be wakened, however formidable it seems. Its radiance comforts with its light and its heat. And in its crackling warmth desires are replete. Water:…
Pretty Picture
A pretty picture A broken frame A shattered glass A memory A place A time A day A moment lost A moment gained
Even Today
I can remember the times we argued They stab me like hot pokers From a fire that will never extinguish It burns me, even today, years after you went away I can remember the times we smiled They bathe me like the sun on a new spring day…
Friend
We are here for a reason I suppose to keep each other away from the cold. Grab a friend and let the story begin ~.%
Death Hour 2
Death has been on my mind lately All over the news Spilling all over my life An old friend visiting me An old enemy that always returns Death toys with me, Tugs at me Tempts me Terrifies me Standing waiting Like a waiter, or a…
Being Strong..
There is something about being alone When you stand on your own People think you are strong For you it seems very wrong They don’t know about your choice You keep searching your own voice A tree stands tall who bear no fruits Knows very…
Late bloomer
This is how it always starts. A late bloomer never seems to be on time for anything. Imagine the horror, thinking that you have ten minutes to spare when you’re already an hour behind. You had assumed that 9 in the morning is 9 in…
10AM post
Too quiet here… Did I say that? Can’t be. Someone is bound to appear not quietly either. Hey mom, can you help me mom, I need… mom, can we go… School starts when? Oh yeah, today is Saturday…