Today’s poetry resource is a series of Twitter accounts that tweet phrases from different poets’ work. The Sylvia Plath Bot, as you might expect, tweets snippets of Plath. @PercyBotShelley tweets Shelley, @ruefle_exe tweets bits of Mary Ruefle’s poems, and @carsonbot and @sikenpoems send into the world small fragments of the work of Anne Carson and Richard Siken. Day 8 NaPoWriMo For this prompt, IContinue reading “Do You Remember Heathcliff?”
Your Body is my Muse I Trace every silhouette there is My hands move slowly As I grasped You My Lips met yours my dear It’s where eternity and Forever Meets We Collide while our body moves Slowly as we catch Our breath to Hold That One moment of love Binds our hearts for foreverContinue reading “Your Body is my Muse (double mirror oddquain)”
Run Away I. I hold on really for so long But that damn feeling, so strong I don’t know why but i tried To run away and hide II. I run my thoughts on you Wishing i’ll get over through But its so hard, really tough You have tied my heart real tight Chorus IContinue reading “Run Away”
Stealthy pains Furtive lies Secret implies I am bleeding. I am hurting. From a distance In response to NovemberNotes challenge hosted by Theresa Doughty of Heartstrings Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer. Day 19 Prompt: Pain Told Love by Tribe Society
Parting is such a sweet sorrow So do now I know. Adieu, goodbye Now I can’t stay. Gone, mislaid Till then I said. Affectionate, adoring Forever falling. Remember me with a smile So you are glad for a while. Parting is such a sweet sorrow Surely now I know. P.S ThisContinue reading “Till Then”
I am no angel; I am no saint. But you made me wanna be one. I am best at words; worst at logic. But you made me wanna learn. You are antithetical of me. A rundown of what I loath. You give me tough love. Expressed sternly. But as one we loved, A love thatContinue reading “Antithesis”
You are my happy memory of the past, The joyful moment of the present, And the hope and promise of the future..
Why Often Asked when hurt Answers needed To feel better then The agony within Excruciatingly painful Harrowing, wrenching, torturous Satisfying one’s pain, one’s disdain Why, is all we have but not for so long. P.S. We have so many questions in life. When I was a child I had chores to do after school.Continue reading “Why”
Sealed But real. Hidden by, Behind doorsteps. Uncanny and deep; Cloistered and undisclosed. Affectionately indeed. Yearning, for freedom one day soon Enclosed longer, out in the open. Reflection of a light behind no more.
“My thoughts are free to go anywhere, but it’s amazing how often they head in your direction”