Monthly Archives: March 2015
Write
Posted on March 20, 2015 Leave a Comment
she told me to write so i’m trying to write and not stop but writing is hard when you feel like you never have the right words to say
Smoke
Posted on March 17, 2015 Leave a Comment
I peer at you through the haze and breathe in the intoxication the smell of smoke whirling around between us and the smell of you sitting across from me my leg pushing against yours nothing between us but the smoke the haze that’s slowly clearing
Poem #109
Posted on March 16, 2015 1 Comment
this journey feels heavy in my hands as I merely tear out my heart and smear it across the page
Dreaming
Posted on March 15, 2015 Leave a Comment
I dream of a different place and different times I dream of someone’s hand held between my own and a smile across our faces I dream of a different place and different moments I dream of the crisp air around me holding me up pushing me forward I dream of a different place with […]
Untitled #2
Posted on March 14, 2015 Leave a Comment
eyelids drooping weighed down on each end fighting to stay open ears sliding down as a voice whispers softly and hands shake trembling with each harsh word as fingers fumble against skin pushing back resisting demise as the eyes finally slip shut stomach clenched and a breath escapes
Forward
Posted on March 13, 2015 Leave a Comment
I’ll run the miles with my eyes closed arms braced for the fall as my legs keep moving one step at a time
Untitled
Posted on March 12, 2015 Leave a Comment
the path winds before you twisting and turning into the distance
Madness
Posted on March 12, 2015 Leave a Comment
They say we’re all a little mad but when the madness strikes the words come and they just flow all consuming dancing across the page and I don’t want them to stop ever as my mind whirls fingers twitching heart racing until my mind wanders and the words are gone
Poem #26
Posted on March 11, 2015 1 Comment
keep writing I tell myself never stop I shout my head bursting and my hand can’t write fast enough
Roots
Posted on March 10, 2015 Leave a Comment
a tree stands tall branching out towards the sky spreading wide but for ever inch upward the tree progresses it digs its roots another inch into the ground gripping tightly to the earth because even though we dream of flying away and leaving everything behind there’s always a piece of ourselves left behind rooted in the […]
writing living breathing 