At the same place, different time
(the date is wrong. it is July 2. haha)
~bipsieLOVEocean
Honey, we got the blues.Newest
Growth+How Quickly I ShrinkIt's a beautiful thing,Growth+How Quickly I Shrink
the process of growth. With the tress and their leaves and
bark, crooked and plated
like the armor of the battle hardened warrior. With the rain clouds
expanding, then disappearing into Vapor.
(Then, again, the thick blankets of
opaque air manages to find it's way back into the sun-filled sky.) It's amazing how some days I feel like
I am three feet tall, (I have to strain my neck just to see even a child's eyes.) then the next, I feel like I am a
Redwood.
(I wonder if my leaves would brush the bottom of the moon.) &
by ~bipsieLOVEocean
Letters, Tattoos, andFirefliesIn my drawer I keepLetters, Tattoos, andFireflies
the handful of poems that you gave me, written on yellow paper with a blue pen.
I always thought it was interesting
how you write left-handed.
One day I decided that I wanted to
be more like you, so I spent
the whole day writing with my left hand. My wrist was sore, and I wrote so slowly,
but the ache was worth it. (you are worth all the days you made me cry)
The next day,
I laid on your chest, and
I watched you write out
letters and words and phrases and
sentences and then fi
by ~bipsieLOVEocean
Smilessome people might find it strangeSmiles
to play guitar with a broken hand and a happy heart. the doctor said my hand will mend in time, but its kinda hard, I find,
to keep my hands off of this fretboard. my therapist said my heart would mend in time, and all the bad thoughts would leave my mind,
and i think that i am starting to believe her. I am always smiling, thanks to you.
I'm always smiling for you.
by ~bipsieLOVEocean
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UneasyI’m suspicious of Modern poetry Really Cynical. It just makes me uneasy. So uneasy, I can’t even tell what’s art anymore… And that makes me feel tragic. Something about upside-down urinals andUneasy
Taking a pair of scissors to a laundry pile of imagery… It just makes me Uneasy.
And yet, here I am Sitting and typing an un- Traditional poem.
Staring at the computer screen as I hear real poets do the inky starry black night sky, my eyes drying slowly in the white electrical light so that the contacts stand at attention, bl
by ~lingonerd13
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