you look so innocent with your soft blue eyes and kind smile, no one would believe you’d do the things you’ve done to me, but here we are anyway. me here, you somewhere else; we stopped sharing our locations and now i have lost you more. but something inside me still reaches for you, despite your trickery and trampling of my heart, some thin strand of hope for another chance reaches – and so i tamp it down again. and again and again and again.
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i put you on a podium,
celebrated your investiture,
wore your crown of thorns
and bled down my face,
my tears red, soul dead,
i kept wanting this so
long after you didn’t
that i missed when you
started slipping away
and by the time i knew
i was losing you
it was too late and there’s
really nothing worse
than a missed
opportunity
© Copyright 2026 Cheney Meaghan Giordano
i used to hold on to you
like you were my life raft,
like you were the only thing
keeping me afloat when all
i wanted was to sink
but i couldn’t count on you being there
when things got rough,
i couldn’t trust that in you, i’d find safety
because i never felt safe with you
i thought it was sand that
slipped through the hourglass
but now i feel it’s more like water,
cold and powerful and sacred
until the moment
it pours from your hands
© Copyright 2026 Cheney Meaghan Giordano
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
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.
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
