Reaching – Poetry

I was reaching for a dream

A figment of my imagination

I was reaching for love and pillow talk

I was reaching for arguments and make up sex

I was reaching for long walks and holidays together

I was reaching for surprise parties and baby clothes

I was reaching for a dream

A figment of my imagination

I was reaching for you

Death

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I have gone for miles trying to catch your breathe
Lost left me
Lay death upon my chest
Trying to catch the demon that rolls rust
Timely
Unrest
And a phantoms tale swags
and it drags
and it drags
my face sags
And it sags and I’m sad
Because death waits for me

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When after a week
He is grunting
Startled at the suck
Of my body
At the impossible of his luck
He won’t know
How easily we arrived here
Playing beats in the half light
Won’t know that I have washed these sheets today
And I will again tonight
Won’t know that I ruin love
With the melody of men
Slipping into the soft hunger of my dreams

Won’t know that I can make storms
And quiet them

With just a breath

mentalnotes1

When after a week
He is grunting
Startled at the suck
Of my body
At the impossible of his luck
He won’t know
How easily we arrived here
Playing beats in the half light
Won’t know that I have washed these sheets today
And I will again tonight
Won’t know that I ruin love
With the melody of men
Slipping into the soft hunger of my dreams

Won’t know that I can make storms
And quiet them

With just a breath

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Time ~ Poem

An epiphany stiffens me

My thoughts

Until I remember

That I was loved

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“Art hurts

Art urges voyages

– and it is easier to stay at home.”

“Be careful what you swallow

Chew!”

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Casualties ~ Poetry

Darkness melted into my pain

One eye open to the sun

And my back to the moon

The earth whispers a calm

Graze memory

Casualties roam freely in wounded pastures

~~~

Seeds grow thick

And heavy

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Till tears grew branches

And wrapped themselves

Into open wounds

And breathing

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Became difficult

UPDATED 5/23/2023
It’s interesting the different response (Or lack of) I got by changing the image and title. The words are the same but the image and title have changed. It leads me to assume … The link below holds a powerful image seen by many all over the world. Click on the link to view the different image. An image and title change can shift the meaning ❤

Intubation (Re-Titled)

R.I.P George Floyd 5/25/2020 ❤

I Waited for November (dVerse) Audio

Painting by Edward William Cooke, Venice, A November Evening in the Lagoon (1859)

I waited

She said this was the safest place

It was 1800 hours and I felt the sadness engulf me

As I looked on past the sunset

Blank with guilt

I waited

And I waited

And I waited for her

Days came

And they went

The sun shifted

And it bent

I talked to the gods

Bowed my head hopeful this would be rectified if I repent

But the water

Froze still

And the quiet consumed me

And I knew

She was gone

But 

…

I waited

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Obsession – Poetry

I have a loneliness

An isolation

An urge

That is unquenchable

Mathematics (Poetry)

Mathematical division

Aptitude

Hard for me to cum

Attitude

Not so ready for this lust

Fully bloom

Petty arguments high alert

Misconstrued

Need to put some distance between this forest

Latitude

Dialogue not complex enough

Platitudes

Feel all alone in this room

Solitude

Costume not heavy enough

Magnitude

Tryna’ find some happy

Gratitude

So I move silently through this turmoil

Lets conclude

Mathematical division

Aptitude

Hard for me to cum

Attitude

Broken Sips (dVerse)

She’s been shut in for centuries

She ventured into

Wine glasses, tea cups and coffee mugs

Cracked

Leaked

Sipped

She landed back into the bottle

For another century

Broken

With crooked lips

And green with envy

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