Mar 12

What Are We Waiting For?

Energy doesn't have to hurt people
Energy doesn't have to cause people to leave the land 
That they grew up on
That their parents grew up on

It's not worth it

Methane popping up in people's water
Lighting on fire by the touch of a match
This is not a natural occurrence

A pocked landscape 
Covered with places cleared from bushes and trees
For wells
Of oil

I just learned that solar, wind power and hydro electricity could cover all the energy demands of the world

What are we waiting for?
Are we waiting for corporations to realize
That their money is not worth the fate of the earth
The fate of all the young people who didn't start
This 
Enormous 
Mess?

What are we waiting for?

Are we waiting
For the government
The oil companies
The coal companies
To understand that their money
Mar 10

Why Are We Waiting?

I am so
Sick
Of people hurting other people
Of people hurting the planet that offers everyone shelter
Food
Water
I am so, so 
Sick
Of corporations pouring chemicals 
And poisons
Into the sweet-smelling earth
The soil that feeds their children
And other people's children
Pouring strange, unnatural things
Into the water that allows people to live
The water that shouldn't catch fire
If you hold a match next to it
I am so
Sick
Of a small group of people 
Who don't need the money
Forcing people to keep silent
To stop telling their stories
To be payed off by a bit of money
And no solution
I am tired
Of hearing  
That the water supply in a new place
Someone else's home
Has been contaminated
I am tired
Of hearing day after day 
That the oil companies
And the coal companies
Feb 21

Unfinished

Feb 21

Cette Ville

Pour la ville de Québec 

Cette ville
Il neige, il pleut, il fait beau
Cette ville est très belle

Dans cette ville, il y a des personnes
Des statues
Des fleurs parti depuis longtemps
Les jardins sont mort,
Tout est gris et laid
Tout est disparu
J'adore cette ville 
Les fenêtres
Les portes
Toutes les personnes sont silencieux et froid, mais gentil
Cette ville n'est pas vide, cette ville est plein
Nous sommes plein
Nous sommes ensemble
Je t'adore, Québec  
 
Feb 06

An End

Dark
Broken
Cracked
Dreary
Dank
Leaky
Peeling
Old
Stifling
Dusty
Full
Empty
Midnight
Stars
New moon
Dreary 
Sad
Broken angels
Lonely
Sad
Lemons
Tired hearts
Storm clouds
Mice
Silence
Creaks
Rain drops
Wilted flowers
Winding
Tears
Laughter
Dust
The crackling fire was reflected in her eyes, he thought. It looked lovely, and suddenly he didn't feel as cold as he had before.
Gloom
Half-formed memories
Scattered
Draft
Letters
Boxes
Ripped curtains
He parted the drapes and stared outside. The snow was coming down steadily. He picked up another blanket and carried it back to the sofa.
Blackened
Burnt
Half
Jagged
Ripped
The only thing still intact was a heavy metal cylinder with the top rounded to a point
Feb 02

Forever We Are Gone

Time

The questions never lapse, and the waves never stop crashing over the bodies of the seashells, the bodies of the tiny creatures that our eyes our never strong enough to see.

How long ago was it, that I told you I loved you? It must have been ages by now.

There are a thousand miles between where you are and the places that you have seen only in your mind. Cross the thousand miles, and say farewell to who you used to think you were.

Water

There's sand in between my toes, and it's so warm. It scratches me, but I don't mind. Should we abandon our dignity and build a sand castle?

28,650 days ago the London bombings of World War ll began

Forever

Do you think we will stay like this forever?
You have a little bit of strawberry soda on your face.
The waves are coming in, we should probably go home.
Feb 01
poem 0 comments challenge: Elves

The Path was Far Behind

The path is far behind you
You walk ahead
Blind to direction
And taking everything in
You are alone
No one else to hear the crunch of leaves and twigs 
Beneath your bare feet

Something brushes your hair
Soft
Delicate
Graceful within the bounds of a second
You whip your head around
Glancing at each tree with suspicion and surprise
A creature, it must have been

In a flash
Something grazes your ankle as it swiftly passes by
You jump
You shout, you look around you
The sunlight is filtered through the green and yellow leaves
The tree trunks laugh
At your side, a whisper

The trees are beautiful this afternoon, aren't they?

You stare straight ahead
Breath catching in your lungs

You do not need to be afraid.
There is nothing but loveliness here.
Jan 28

All My Words Know You

You appear
In everything I write
I can never escape
Your smile
You face
Your hair
Your eyelashes


I see you
Tiny pieces of you
Stuck in between the letters in the words that I scratched onto the surface
Of paper your fingers will never know
You're stuck in the back of my head

Living in the crevices of my mind

You have never read what I wrote
But all of it knows you
All my words would recognize you 
If they met you on the street
All my words know you 
Almost as well I wish I did

I memorized your face
Your features
The way you walk
Your smile 
And the way you look at me
The way I feel when you look at me
I memorized it all

You appear in every story
Every poem
You good qualities
And your bad

I enjoy being in the same room 
With you
I enjoy listening to your voice
Jan 27

Icy Silence, Water and Sight

Everything is icy when you dive underwater
It leaves you no time to think, to wonder whether you made the right choice
It leaps into your skeleton
You are suspended in what only you can feel 
Opening your eyes
Everything is blurry 
Green and blue
Your eyes sting, and are closed once again
Blind, you propel yourself through the bubbles that dance all over your skin
They waltz with the goosebumps that cover you

Water 
Smooth and silky, wanders and caresses you
You hear nothing
You are alone
You are singular, you are infinite
You are beautiful
Any sound is muffled
Stifled
Silenced
As your hair floats around
It haloes your face
Brushes your cheek
Your eyelashes

Your toes brush the rough mush of the bottom
Stretching, you descend
Kneeling, you listen
These are the last moments
That you will hear
Nothing
Jan 27

Icicle Lights

Icicle lights on the bookcase
A fire
Quiet music
Eyelashes
Darkness
Snow

What is my favorite color

Lavendar


Night
Sofa
Hot chocolate and handmade pillows
Blankets

Let's watch a movie or something

Maybe later


Questions and answers
Answers

Echoes
Fragments
Words
Sweet nothings
Whispers

I...I think I love you

You see
That's the difference between you and me 
You think you love me
And I know I love you


Blush
A smile
Tentative and shy
A touch
A secret

Let's watch a movie

Okay

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