Posts tagged poet
lights out
Sometimes we begin things that we don’t know we’ll finish. We’ll start a novel on a Wednesday and by Friday we’ll have thrown it out and started playing violin. We’ll put spoonfuls of sugar in our coffee every morning until the scale tips too far and then we switch to tea with lemon, and hate it. But we just have one life, just this one, so if we want to we should write poems and learn to read music. We should have the good coffee and take a long walk. We should lay down and look at the sky and … Read the rest
leather & lace
Sometimes I think
of how you would have been
had I been someone else.
We would have been friends,
just friends, surely, but
we’d connect on a level higher
than with anyone else in our lives.
We’d go from anonymous to
monogamous, eventually, and
we took an awful lot with us
when we went, but it’s okay.
I’m safe. I’m done with my
days of leather and lace.
I’ll be anything you want
me to be, if you just keep me.
Today’s poetry prompt words were: sometimes, anonymous, and leather.
paying rent – 21/1000
You are too deeply engraved into my heart to leave.
You’ve built a home here inside of me; you live in
my hand, too, yours in mine, and in bed we
tangle limbs and get as close as we can –
and if you can do that,
how can you think of leaving?
You are to embedded in my soul to leave.
You’ve taken up residence, you pay rent,
your thoughts control my thoughts, and
oh, how I wish that weren’t the case,
but I love you in ways most won’t ever
understand, but you understand me,
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i won’t bite
When you say you don’t want this, I don’t believe you. I mean, I believe you wish you’d never had this, but now that you do, this is what you want to keep. It’s been so long now, you don’t feel at home in the world anymore, just here with me – and I don’t bite, I swear. Not if you love me. Not if you promise to love me, and stay with me forever.
Today’s poetry prompt words were: I don’t believe you, it’s been so long, and bite.
Image created in Gemini by me – I am enjoying … Read the rest
dandelions
It’s not right that you’ve done this to me, that you’ve strung me along for years, that you will continue to do this as long as I let you. Maybe I’m the dim-witted one here, for staying when maybe I should go, for settling for less than I want because I’m afraid I won’t find more. Yellow like a coward and the dandelions that fly away in the slightest breeze, like you and me.
Today’s poetry prompt words were: it’s not right, dim-witted, and yellow.
Photo by Kate Cullen on Unsplash
go west
We’re not out of the woods yet
but I feel like we’re getting closer
to the edge of reality, to the place
where we can be together without
any one else’s bad juju.
And if we can’t just be
left alone, on our own,
maybe we’ll steal a pickup truck
and maps from a gas station
(if they even still have maps)
and I’d get in and look
at you and I would say:
Go west, babe. Go west.
Today’s poetry prompt words were: out of the woods, pickup, and maps.
Image made by me with Gemini and I’ll explain
how special
Make no mistake,
I want this to work out with you,
I want you to be the one
sitting beside me, dueling recliners,
holding hands like you said
you wanted once, when things
weren’t exactly more simple, but
were at least less hard.
But look at how many
milestones we’ve reached together,
how many birthdays and
anniversaries and 4th of July picnics,
all of the breweries and beers,
all of the camping, so, campfires,
and sleeping outside in our tent,
the home we literally built together,
even if it was just for one weekend.
Things might be murky and they’ve… Read the rest