Theft
I’m starting fresh today I thank you for everything you’ve taken away Your motives be damned, your cleaning my hands of reminders of yesterday.
Category Archives: Poetry
Ways We Deal With A Twisted Heart: Merope
I remember the first time I wished my heart would explode. I was thirteen years old and tired of running. The initial inspiration came from a little blonde girl who […]
In the Desert
Reblogged from *novapops | stay imperfect*: In The Desert from Just Rite Media on Vimeo. The desert air refreshes as it sweeps away the dust of other realities, scrubs you […]
Morning fridge poetry
ex-soldier
“I used to smoke with my friends, but here I am smoking alone, and the cigarette doesn’t taste the same. My eyes look up in the sky, all that I see […]
Ways We Deal With a Twisted Heart: Cassie A.
They looked at each other with new eyes Seven years passed by. “I don’t think I can do this” she said Crossing her legs Awkward and honest. “But we said […]
Trusting Ice
I lower myself into this frozen canyon. Feet metal-toothed click kick asses the way Lower myself in so I can climb back out Hands frozen to their metal axe extensions […]
The Climber’s Prayer
Now I set me up to climb I pray the Lord my route to find Should I fall before the top I pray the Lord my ass to stop By […]
Elemental landscape giving me away Elemental landscape giving way To the sheerness of connection Free from weight or thought or anything grey Snapshot this moment with cosmic protection
Storms
We came in a whirwinds whirling airborne conscience fingers flying My socks were on the back porch my toothbrush in the car My keys in my back pocket but . […]
