The sounds

Leaves make

Echo

The sounds

Of my heart

The zephyr

Passing through

New leaves

Bonded strongly

To their branch

That’s the sound

My heart made

When I met you

The startled silence

Between the drops

Of a sudden

Summer storm

Taking the trees

By surprise

That’s the sound

My heart made

When I fell for you

The crispy crunch

Of dried autumn leaves

Underfoot

Or raked into a pile

Taunting children

That’s the sound

My heart made

When you broke it

The soundless fall

Of the last leaf

Leaving the tree

Lazing its way

Through air

That otherwise

Seems still

That’s the sound

My heart makes

If I think of you now

It's not fair

I have to breathe

The same air

When you're so whole(some)

And I'm in pieces

And I don't care

That you're so good

At puzzles

Apparently

It's still not fair

When I am here

And you're up there

You're unbreakable

And I'm so broken

How is that a match

Why

Is this a match?

I love the rain,

But I hate the rainy days.

All my feelings come up to the surface,

Tryna come out and play.

Ring around the rosey,

Pockets full of 'help mes'

Ashes, ashes,

We all cry out.

We all fall down.

We all drown.

I love the rain,

But I hate the rainy days.

All my feelings come up to the surface,

Tryna come out and play.

Tag.

Miss me by a mile,

Chase me down,

The race is on,

Come get me now.

Hide and Seek,

You can´t find me,

I'll be hiding behind these walls for eternity.

I love the rain,

But I hate the rainy days.

When you swap security for expediency, and there’s no such thing as ‘a job for life’...

When you swap strong families for quick pleasure, to go cheating around on your wife...

When you pursue money at the harm of nature, and the climate starts to change...

When you swap greed for integrity, then moral codes start to misarrange...

When you swap stability for convenience, bedrocks for community start to disband...

It’s no wonder our young ones are fragile, it’s a shaky foundation for them to stand.

are dreams memories

situations we can’t control

drooping eyelids

fantasies

the difference between

time and space

between sheets and nostalgic reveries

do we dream about our lives

or alternate ones

a scattershot

of what we obsess about

are dreams memories

has this happened before

or is this deja vu

drunkenness or the moon’s

pull or maybe just a magical mystery tour

Name

scratched on napkin

melting ice

blurred intentions

insecurities

hidden by

unyielding thoughts

flight of napkin

through flurry

of courage

devoured words

slipping through

unpatched cracks

can’t see you

through castles

of sand

and encroaching

quicksand

They’re yelling for us to join the board game

Eyes on me, you call back

“We’re kind of talking in here”

Flutters rise up in my chest

You like me

#challenge #momentaryhappiness

Her

beauty

walks

on the

street

like the

sunrise.

When I

looked up.

Opened

my

innermost

eye.

I saw

her

bright

light

holding

on to me.

How

I love

you so...

The rain tonight

It makes me feel lonely

I lay in my bed

In the dark

In my room

Making no motion

Rain splatters the roof

It showers down

Soaks the ground

Tonight, it’s not soothing

A clamoring sound

Catastrophic

Claustrophobic

All these thoughts

Pushing forward

Breathing faster

Near disaster

Heart is pounding

Pitter-patter

The rain tonight

It makes me feel lonely

#poetry