Poetry

  • Hello Summer

    Hello Summer,

    I see you on the boardwalk;

    In every screw, and plank, and scratch,

    Your every nook and my personality match. 

     

    Hello Summer,

    When you're sad, your hot tears shed

  • Sparkler

    there is peace in the darkness, an 

    alluring sense of acceptance in failure 

    closed eyes & open eyes both see the same 

    but please 

    stick out your hand 

  • Cloud

    Floating in the sky

    Like white fluid still in time

    But moves in slow grace

    Swirled with a brush by an oil painter

    Yet sculpted with regality of wood

    A whisper full of substance

    An illusion of support

  • Poetry

    By wph

    Midnight Haircut

    It is midnight and I am getting a haircut on the lawn.

    I am tired, but I shiver with excitement.

     

    Gentle hands tug and snip at my curls,

    And as they fall they take root in the grass.

     

  • I made tea

    I made tea this morning.

    I put the leaves in, watching the steam dance with childlike wonder.

    I returned to my laptop, staring at a half finished chapter, the bags under my eyes more apparent than ever.

  • rot

    my leg is a rotting log and i am stumps

    i am stumps which are crawling with the little maggots

    the little white slimy maggots which are crawling under my skin

  • To Wish.

    Do I know the subtle, the shallow things in life? 

     

    Or is it merely my destiny forever to be seeking 

    That which is not ours to see?

     

  • What Will It Take?

    At parties I sit quiet and calculate my words

    I avoid the eyes of guys and stare at my phone. 

    After all that hiding, 

    dissatisfaction feels like heartburn, 

  • fading freedom

    Protest after protest,

    chant after chant. 

    I watch and listen

    as people continuously fight for their rights.

    But the fighting should’ve been over

    on July 4th, 1776

    when it was declared that