Poetic World 98 😘

Dear God, This Thursday, I lift up every person reading this prayer. May Your presence go before us, Your grace sustain us, and Your wisdom guide every decision we make. Open doors that no one can shut. Make a way where there seems to be no way. Turn our battles into testimonies, our worries into peace, and our waiting into answered prayers. Lord, protect our families, strengthen our faith, restore what has been…

I understand why someone would decide to be nonchalant. There is a certain wisdom in it. If a snake bites you once, poking it again would just be imbecilic, wouldn't it? There's always a lesson learned to get there, clinical in its delivery. I wish I skipped that lecture, but it had light brown eyes and a pretty smile. All must go through it, it seems. To be taught how to decipher lies after believing them. It…

You deserve it all As I was seated I felt a question that made me feel elevated until I levitated . The voice asked " what do you feel that you deserve " Thought it was a ghost approaching but alas it was my higher self asking " how much do you deserve " Thought about it but a wind blew across my face and the voice said " no time to think but time to answer . " I want it all ,I want it all " I said to the voice and…

*memoir.* I stayed, Stayed when we didn't like each other, Talking was a chore and silence epic, I stayed when you wanted me gone, Why did I not knowing, And even still I stayed. I waited, Waited patiently when you pushed, Walk away my brain reasoned, I waited when I should've walked, But how could i, When I was numb to move? I dreamed, Dreamed one day you'd wake up, Live life normally like people do, I dreamed to…

What should I say? How many times have I started with that line? Every time I try to write about you, I tell myself I won't. And every time, I end up writing anyway. Your scent, my dear... You aren't even standing in front of me, and somehow I can still breathe you in. I don't understand how that's possible. How do you smell something that isn't even in the air? Yet my heart finds traces of you where my senses…

There's nothing left to take, so they dance. No skin for the cold to settle into, no stomach for the dread to live in, no heart, imagine that, no heart, and still they reach for each other in a field that doesn't remember their names. You'd think loss would look like stillness. It doesn't. And the moon beside them doesn't ask questions...

I undress myself in poetry. I write and show the world my nakedness. I make myself vulnerable on paper, and I pray I'm not doing it for no reason. I pray that my voice means something. That when you read my poetry, a part of you recognizes the scars I'm still trying to heal as I write. I hope I speak for those who have no words to describe the parts of themselves they've hidden away. I pour my feelings onto the page…

The cat said something, it always does, the snake hissed in response, not really listening anyway, he's busy with the cigarette butts. The crow nods absently, looking loosely at the smoke rising. Then death looks at you, and they all follow his gaze. The fence is the edge to something, the edge to something the smoke can't clear. The cat melts slowly as it gazes, like it's been there before. The crow keeps its…

You weren't a dream, darling, neither were you an anticipation of a lover if I believed in one. You just happened to me, unforeseen— like a flicker setting fire to the remains of the ruined forests I believed was my sanctuary, you occurred to me like a breath that crossed oceans just to meet mine, and settle into my ribs with the warmth of spring that eased my deeply frozen beliefs. One that I never saw coming, one…