There’s a time capsule inside of me No one else will ever see For though I pour things out in verse Few know the stories behind the words They’re written snapshots of my life Every poem that I write Has some basis in my truth…
Category: Marathon Poem
Time Capsule
Small hands made this. I can tell, because it’s made of Lego. And the note’s in faded colour. I think I had these gel pens too. “Hello” say the faded words They cannot spell ‘millennium’. “I hope you like my unicorn, I live with my…
In Between
In Between Passing days and nights in between soul drifting aimless Hour 5 @varenyas
All Your Old Passwords Walk into a Bar
“Remember me?” the note taker screamed. We were at a party and I was already wondering if I knew anyone here besides the hostess, who had made herself scarce to the point of having French exited her own soiree. The character in front of me…
Unapologetic
There was a point in time When I used to despise myself Much to my own undoing I stripped away layers Unveiling my true self Assuming that I was loved for just that But who I was inside was never quite enough Concealed by the…
Hour 5: Rain
I moved to the city and was welcomed by rain Rain in the mornings, rain in the afternoons, Dripping down my window, when I go to bed at night, I realized then maybe, I only loved the rain before, Because I lived in the desert
Paradise
It starts when you first realize where you are. It’s all the rivers and roads you traversed along the way. It’s looking deep inside and knowing this is the pinnacle of existence. This is where we’re meant to be.
Hour 5
Miraculous I found a time capsule, can you believe it? And inside it was a tiny fairy, she told me that she survived due to the power of hope. Somehow I understood everything she said. I was mesmerized, she was happy to share….
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Just imagine reacting, almost daily, to… A few steps out of the door and twilight You run into a wall but turn… left and stumble forward Into dim light. Because it’s light. Kind of And it gets comfortable for… A block or a mile or…
5. Time Capsule
Crack. Twist. Hard pull. To whomever finds this, Mom made us use the word whomever. It’s January 1, 1962. John F. Kennedy is president. Mom made us put that part in, too. We are Sam and Erin Jakes. This is our time capsule. We hope…