Cox - Hello Poetry

Cox Aug 2020

For what it’s worth, rebuilding this broken star may take awhile, but it’ll all be rewarding when it shines again.

#patience #stars #you

Cox Aug 2020

Content

I’d prefer to be a star.
Lonesome in the enormity of the night sky.
At least I’d know that somewhere, at sometime, someone will always be appreciating me.

#stars #night

Cox Aug 2020

Your phases were not like the moon

You were like the moon.
You had your phases.
Bad ones, good ones.
Ones that would end us.
Ones that would demote me from the sky.

#moon #phases

Cox Aug 2020

Blue

I want to paint in the sky,
but I am afraid that I will ruin the tranquil beauty of blue.

#painting #sky #blue

Cox Aug 2020

Test.

Flowers like you bloom well in the harshest conditions; environments.
So go and bloom in the desert. Go and bloom in the soggy wetlands. Bloom in the crevices of an ocean rock. Bloom in concrete.
Do what you need to bloom, to test the theories of others. To challenge. To live.

#flowers #environment #ocean #living

Cox Aug 2020

Ozone

And when I am lost, empty, puzzled.
I’ll float out into the Ozone layer and look back at Earth.
I’ll think about what I have.
What surrounds me; nature, people, cities.
And it’s enough.
It’s home.
So when you’re struggling, draw your mind to your home, your peace.
Our Earth.

Sometimes I forget about the world we live in. How it’s created. How truly, and magnificently beautiful and raw that it is. How we need to look after it. How we should be thankful. Sometimes, I forget these things... about home... about earth. And I disconnect. I disconnect from technology and negativity, then I find the clouds and lay amongst them.

#ozone #earth #peace #zen

Cox Jul 2020

Dying star

Worn out. No gas, no flame.
No shimmer, no shine.
I, another dying star in the jet black sky.

#stars #sky #time #tired