voldecurt

  • I don’t believe in God

    I believe in the Keeper of the Stars

    The thought of the conception of the universe

    Terrifies me

    The unknown

     

    We are constantly being tested

    Have come close to […]

  • Eyes drift open

    Yawns fly from my lips with a buzz

    My arms stretch the lengths of the earth

    And it’s time to go

     

    Car gulping down gas

    My map tattooed into my skin

    Icy water ready at a […]

  • Misty gold peers over the mountains

    The grass cold and glimmering with morning dew

    Small details so meaningful and fulfilling

     

    Away from the city

    Away from all the pain

    Just me and my […]

  • Dear N,

    To this day I don’t know what you think of me at all. We met under life-altering circumstances, for me at least. We didn’t start this dance until about a few months later. It lasts around a year, maybe […]

  • The country is burning

    Brown skin a death sentence

    Children locked in cages

    No justice for the wronged

    Fascists in power

    Simple-minded individuals screaming about masks

     

    And you ask me if […]

  • This is my grandmother’s recipe, so bear with me

    1 tsp of sheer dumb luck

    2 tbsp of a winning smile

    1 and 1/2 tbsp nicotine addiction

    1 cup of blatant disregard of those around him

    2 cups […]

  • Alone in a world unfamiliar

    Searching for family in a sea of strangers

    Jane, her new name, doesn’t sound right in her mouth

    Life churning and growing in her

    Life in Korea still going, like she never […]

  • Hello all! I’m Courtney. I’m 20 years old and have been writing since I could pick up a pen. This is my second time participating in the poetry marathon and I’m super excited. I’m definitely coming in more […]

  • voldecurt commented on the post, Neon 1 year, 10 months ago

    It is about a mix of anxiety and OCD! Good catch! Thank you for your kind reply.

  • With the words of Mercury and Bowie, how were we supposed to stay tame?

    Bigger hair, parties, dreams.

    Drugs and drugs and drugs galore.

    Dancing until our feet take control and walk us home […]

  • Stuck in the middle of things,

    Overhearing it,

    I just want to be a kid.

  • The air is still not right.

    Grass on the hills peak out slowly, then boom. 

    Or should I say, bloom?

    Fire renews.

    Heavy rains uncover.

    Crispy foundation, a ghost of a house lost.

    Still, the scent […]

  • In high school, I played Charlotte in Charlotte’s Web.

    I didn’t like spiders at all, they gave me the heeby-jeebies.

    Still, I was grateful for the role.

    It was small, simple, a kid’s play.

    An hours […]

  • Let us go then, you and I,

    Yellow smoke that chokes,

    “Do I dare?” and “Do I dare?”

  • It has been decided, we will create Earth. 

    “How shall we proceed?”

    Start with a good sized Star, not too big.

    Bright and nourishing.

    “Yes, sir.”

    The process was swift, a sprinkling of s […]

  • Dear Dad in 1999,

    By this time you know that I’m coming, you’re probably excited. Well, I hope you’re excited. It will fade. Still thinking about names? I think you could’ve done better than ‘Courtney.’ I hope […]

    • Your words chosen carefully exist proving that your work is unique & fascinating * crafted with raw intention! Congrats!

  • Board, shake your umbrella dry.

    Find a seat.

    Voices drown out the trickling rain.

    Streetlights illuminate the bus, casting shadows.

    Strangers squeeze together.

    Everyone wearing Hot Breath No. […]

    • I like this poem for its use of imagery and realistic sensations. just wanted to ask though, is it about anxiety? I am sorry if I am wrong but it just felt relatable. anyways it was a good read ^^

  • Tears blur the lights shining on the street.

    Perhaps the rain gutters will catch the overflow.

    Each breath is matched with a step, the further I get, the easier it will become.

    Keys jingle, leashes […]

  • We call this meeting to order, the council of the stars.

    Leave your galaxies behind, we have a serious matter to discuss.

    A proposal, a new planet, Earth. 

    “What will they give us, what’ll be its p […]

    • Oh a prescient! Isn’t it funny (in a sad way) when we look at the human experience on earth from another’s perspective. These distanced voices say it all. We have only ourselves to blame.

  • Mountains.

    Dirt beneath my feet, rocks poking my toes.

    Cold air, fresh. 

    Lost, wandering.

    Trees tower above, their leaves vast and wild.

    Their ancestors of the past crunch beneath.

    No one ar […]

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