Category: Poetry

Watercolor Girl 0

To Be Reborn

Leaves on the ground. Blue on the windows. Steps on the stairs. Red in the eyes. You ate my heart without regret. The feast was witnessed by the dwarfs, and the fairies with their...

poem about being caged 0

Cage

Poem My rib cage is actually a birdcage I let one lovely white dove fly into the center core by your heart. Sometimes I revel in sending it your way, perhaps you needed more...

a boy jumping in a lake from a pier 0

Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 11: August 4, 2014

Mira and I, along with one standoff-ish couple from Alexandria, VA, are the only strangers. Multiple families—friends all—vacation together and came out for this historical Wike. What a compelling start! We set off, crossing...

happiness poem 0

Release

Poem   Happiness in a vessel Containing what makes you come alive A delicate light you protect But never letting it thrive Always keeping it in doubt Confused and deprived Bumping your head in...

sun poem 0

Soleil

Spoken Word She never misses As you can see Exhibit A Heart wound Skillfully executed Under breastbone She was never brought to justice Roams the plains Scot-free The ghosts of Buffaloes Echo her every...

fed up poems 0

Begone

Poem It drives me crazy. Your stupid look, your lack of understanding. It makes me puke, the way you talk, phony, you’re just pretending. How am I supposed to communicate with you? Cause everything...

Dark Park 2

Glass

The street lights float like orbs, high in the sky. The rain punctures the pavement. A boy walks along a concrete path unaware he is being watched by a girl four stories above or...

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Vibrations

Strong vibrations are flowing through the air. Do not despair, for soon we will arrive to the destination with time to spare. That icy, cold glare will melt into the purest expression of total...

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Decluttering

Poem The light in the trees shines my eyes The breeze from the white sky Cools my burning mind The life in the tall grass Cleans what I see The open space surrounding me...

Us 0

Us

She’s waiting… but my paper is still blank waiting for my thoughts, memories and dreams that faded away like spring fog and the echoes of nature are calling them back. Blank papers – blank...