Poetry

  • love

    what is it?

    i've always found it

    confusing

    why

    are we tied to

    one person

    only

    why

    is romantic love

    more important

    than friendship

    why

    do i push people away

    yet long

  • Ancient flower

    Slow and drawn out

    the aftermath of recovering from harsh conditions

    yet still standing

    the beauty of ancient strength and wisdom radiating from it

    yet still full of surprises

    still going

    still growing

  • Musings on a Lost Ring

    I found a ring I thought I’d lost

    in the bottom of my bag.

    I haven’t seen it since last spring —

    It’s funny, isn’t it?

    All these months,

    I thought it gone,

    all this time, I’ve just been

    carrying it.

  • Poetry

    By wph

    The longer I wait.

    No more promises to go to bed earlier

    No more making up meaning for the mess on the floor,

    No more pages all across my desk.

    No more of the big clothes to hide what I don't have. 

  • Beautiful Lies Foregone

    Should I continue this lie

    that I am finding this world to be okay?

    That I'm comfortable as I worry every time I 

    show my shoulders because 

    what if

    this is the day that I'll remember with

  • Turning to Silt

    I never thought I'd wonder

    how it would feel to touch your face

    but now the thought sticks to my skin, tangles

    in my hair. I never thought 

    your eyes would be anything but blue,

  • It's getting worse

    Mom

    It's getting worse

    I hate 

    the way my tummy rolls when i sit in this chair and how i feel guilty when i eat a whole bag of peeler gummies and when i don't eat because i hate how i look in the mirror

    Dad 

  • Small

    Some days

    I feel like I take up

    too much space—

    like every word I say

    echoes louder

    than it should.

    And other days

    I feel so quiet

    I’m afraid the world

    will blink

  • I want to LIVE

    I want to live,

    I want to hear a million songs and dance in the rain,

    I want to kiss and make love,

    I want to see the world from every angle,

    meet people that I will love and ones I won't,

  • I'm....

    I'm sorry,

    I didn't do more for us,

    that I didn't treat you like you were enough.

     

    I'm sorry,

    for not calling you more,

    and didn't hold you when you needed it most.

     

    I'm sorry,