sightseeing

No more traveling 
alone to New York City, 
or sad rides on trains. 
No more being the only 
unpartnered one on holidays, 
no more soul-aching 
single Christmas nights. 
No more tears, 
no more talking to myself. 
I have a sidekick 
for sightseeing now, 
and I never want to let him go.

raise

I raise 
to days gone bye,
still wishing
they’ll get better,
but my hope
is fading fast.

So I’ll just
keep wishing
that one day
I can fly off to some
sun-soaked coast
between ocean
and palms,
and never, ever
come back.

in our veins

the pressure has always been high
in our imperfectly perfect relationship –
sometimes it felt like it would only take
the smallest little poke to make
this whole thing fall to pieces

but i feel your love in my artieries
pumping into my heart, and then out
farther – we would live forever
if we covered the whole world
with all the love that’s in our veins


Inspired by the Writer’s Write October prompts | photo edited by me in Canva

I miss my friend

The plane ticket would be $347, one way
The bedroom would be small and uncomfortable
The significant other would be annoying
There may be the possibility of
encountering wild boar, again.

But I miss you
and (if I could)
I’d pay any price
to see your smile
to hear your laugh
and just be with you
doing absolutely nothing
just like those days we always used to love.


Inspired by the Writer’s Write October prompts | photo by me

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