stepping stones [poem]

“These stepping stonesLead where to go”–To a paradise, I was told May you be the cool grassUnderneath my bare feetWon’t you hold my broken heartWhile you shield me from the heat? Yes, may you be the cool grass,May you be my streets of goldMay you be the still, small voiceYou’ve already brought me home AfterContinue reading “stepping stones [poem]”

wicks and whispers

We laid down our answers With a restlessness in our limbs And a numbness in our hearts Surreal encounters half-forgotten Running our fingers over pretty scars Memories of Love etched in the skin Of our souls   We laid down our answers The answers we had demanded in the past Meticulously crafted and quickly bought–Continue reading “wicks and whispers”

confession

Shout, shout at the Moon Shout all you want to She won’t grace you with a whisper She doesn’t wander, she isn’t like you Though there are nights I look up at the sky And I witness a sort of reply In her ancient, glassy eyes They suggest a bigger, brighter, warmer light Well, thatContinue reading “confession”

would you

I’ve never known A faith without holes At least ones I can’t account for Honestly or easily I used to be scared to admit it Afraid it’d mean I’d have to quit it But the truth is I’ve also never known I’ve never known A love that could compete with yours Never felt a freedomContinue reading “would you”

two and one

there is a young, young man standing at the end of the pier turmoil in his eyes worry in his hands dread heavy in his feet repeating like a broken record the sea breeze shouted at me said there isn’t anything true to believe and the sun shined and it sighed theres nothing more thanContinue reading “two and one”

bygones be bygones

When I was a girl You sat high on my shelf You were pretty, weren’t you? Though I was too small to take you down Yet I told all my friends about how Shiny you were. But when I got older And tall enough to reach you You went missing So I grew colder. ButContinue reading “bygones be bygones”

avalanche in my soul

Last night before I fell asleep, I dreamed of brightly painted toenails Barefoot in green, summer grass; A spark in my eye and dirt on my hands. I felt fresh air in my lungs, My own words on my tongue. I dreamed of running til my scrawny legs collapsed Cause every field was complete withoutContinue reading “avalanche in my soul”