Sora retweeted
Endings,
beginnings,
the memory
of your presence
lingering.
Tomorrow
is still to be written.
Sora retweeted
Hold me. I'm bleeding.
Whisper a reason
to last one more season; to
stand up and breathe. Help me
to weather this measure of
madness, burst from stone
sadness, dance in white flame. My shame will not shatter, my flesh always shivers. Forgive and deliver me out of this scream.
All the stars never wished upon
Each word left untouched
Everything I tried to say I swallowed
It was all so heavy
It was all too much
These matters of the heart full of meaning
yet never really ever enough
#becomingfragile #prompt
Sora retweeted
you seem to bring
out the best
and the worst in me
I鈥檓 afraid to stay
and I鈥檓 afraid to flee
what is a person to do
when he has found
all the answers
& hears all the questions
love is everything
that I feared
& everything
I dreamt of
hold me close
and let me go now
Sora retweeted
I want simple things.
I want you to grab up my hand as we're crossing the parking lot.
I want your eyes to catch on my lips and linger for too long.
If I push, I want you to pull.
If I grow distant, I want you to come and find me.
#SlapDashSat
#vss365
#romance
#vss
#amwriting
The sea has no claim
these pieces inside us
driftwood & shell
shimmering glass of green & blue
All eventually return
to an abandoned sandy shoreline
Get caught releasing non-native fish into a body of water in Alberta and face up to $100,000 in fines.
I recognize your sadness
I match it well
don't fold inward
Hold my hand
Let us both attempt
To raise one another's spirits
Joker's wild ,ok?
I am all in
my red ,red heart
Sora retweeted
#BardBits
In days now
I find that weepy hour
You know that hour
Spell caster
Clear as a living day
When your words dissapate
& I, your Magic Muse
Feel the world has ended
Write for me, lover
Of the hours
When the shades of fall
Enlists my breath
Cast me into your written heart
Sora retweeted
#DarkCircus
she was more
than a patchwork woman
recreated by the hands of man
she was the modern Eve
demanding to be seen
as something other
than the mother
of our sins
count 157
#poetry #micropoetry










