The world fades away.
I am a pair of eyes
until my cats snuggle with me.
I am nestled in a forest of worries
and my failures I am unable to lift from
Still, he loves me.
When the sun rises,
the light house rests.
The mermaid meets him in the waves,
accepting his seashell with a kiss.
They lay together on the dock, intertwined
and drunk on life.
When its time to […]
The yard had an unmarked grave.
sad flowers, pine trees lined up like soldiers,
And the blue house with treasures.
A ghost lingered.
The sun set too soon, shadows convinced the children there were […]
quite the picture you’ve painted, thank you
It’s almost as though you had the extra line in the middle, whether intentional or not, I found it to be pretty cool! You have a strong theme running through this one and I enjoyed the repeated line about the house and treasure but how it switched in the different lines… interesting take on the sevenling! 🙂
Your mind is a haunted house.
You send your ghosts away
before they evolve into demons
you can no longer fight.
You can’t move,
you can only build more rooms.
And string Christmas lights
Her husband reminds her to go to the store.
She goes, holding her purse.
She browses the clearance aisle.
And suddenly, the world spins.
Her body resembles an earth quake.
Walls go […]
The pen is heavy in my hand,
its shadow is a monster on the wall.
I finish another letter
and set it next to the weeping willow tree.
It disappears when I reopen my eyes.
Rain polka dots my […]
Children gather at my feet
as I open a book to read.
A book about how trees whisper to me
when it rains.
Their eyes are bright,
their minds open.
My voice rises and falls
like the ocean.
I am here,
writing as my mind skips like a scratched disc.
I delete words and start over.
Fragmented poems have disappeared
and I haven’t waved goodbye.
I am burying shame in its grave,