Poetry

  • My Best Friend

    As I stood there

    Crying in the rain

    I stopped and stared

    At the sunset before me

    My tears fell faster

    As I remembered

    The feel of his arms

    Around me

    And thought of how

    Distant he’s been

  • Grow Up

    When I come home from school

    and my parents ask how my day was

    my answer is almost always

    "Irritating"

    or

    "Bad"

    or

    "A pain in the butt".

    Why?

    Because my classmates will

    scream

  • To Dance

    To dance is to soar

    To feel what it's like for the birds 

    To be free in the air

    If only for seconds,

    Because in your mind, it will last a lifetime 

     

    To dance is to be electric

  • Poetry

    By wph

    Pliocene Morning

    There was a collapsed star.

    There was light at the very end of a cave.

    There was lightning that struck a tree.

    There was a baby born

    With a slightly bigger skull, one day.

     

  • Poetry

    By wph

    Final Bow of the Puppets

    The humans are out there taking their bows in the light where the world can see.

     

    We are piled up, 

    cold and immobile on the floor as the green room light fills 

  • Girl Why Him

    train marriage

    limp white chrysanthemum limbs 

    bent around the black oiled cables

    screeching in rattling orbit until final ends

    when the dog barks at the falling train

  • fighter

    once i sat down on the curb and told you, love, these things aren't what we're used to.

    we're stop signs like angels circulating (don't breathe, don't move)-