a short story written in poetic form about youth and loss.
memories
Collection of Short Poetry
A collection of short poems.
Butterflies & Centipedes
Falling in love is a scary thing.You never notice until it's too late.Water drips and sends ripples, some feel like storms of thunder and others like waves- lapping at your feet.Your heart begins to beat again- well it always beat, but you forgot it's rhythm.And again you listen to it's gentle tune.Around him it beats … Continue reading Butterflies & Centipedes
Death is a Close Friend of Mine
Death is a close friend of mine.I know him well,But I'm still not quite used to the ringing of his bell.He shows up,However unexpected, Cooly, always calm and collected.He perches on my doorLike a bird,Sitting and waiting,Quiet and unheard.His wings lift up black and feathered, quickly and untethered.And away he flaps those wings, all as … Continue reading Death is a Close Friend of Mine
Smiling Faces
We should be nurturers. We're supposed to be a community. We're supposed to listen, to talk with others. To ask, "How was your day?" But when they say, "I'm fine," we're supposed to keep talking.You look into their eyes when they smile or they laugh, through those little window panes. But sometimes- sometimes they're not … Continue reading Smiling Faces
A Box of Buttons
My grandma kepta box of buttons.Inside you could findthe history of 100 years.The history of a woman,a daughter,a wife,a mother.My grandma kepta box of buttons.A box of memoriesof a life well lived.Each button tells its story,it's covered in the memoriesof each place it traveled,each person who it touched.Each button different,some plain,some intricate,some dented, misshapen,or broken … Continue reading A Box of Buttons
16 Going on 17
You are sixteen going on seventeenBaby, it´s time to thinkBetter beware, be canny and carefulBaby, you´re on the brink High school is, as I'm told, a beautiful time of change and transformation. It's that middle ground leading into adulthood when we truly begin to find ourselves in this mess of a world. It's when we … Continue reading 16 Going on 17