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 Sep 2016 jane taylor
nivek
rainy
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
nivek
rain scatters splat pitter pat running rivulets down the windows
a good day for the grass greening thirsty for awhile now drinking
down deep to roots root and branch the willows. Snug from the wet
warm with woollen throw over bare legs and cups of tea with muffins.
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
Graff1980
The old tree wears new leaves.
Green things gleaming and moving
dancing like a grass skirt
with the warm whims
of these soft summer winds.
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
NV
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 Sep 2016 jane taylor
NV
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because all my heartbreaks hang around my neck like charms on a necklace,
i could easily turn into a noose.

and i try let these worries sit on my tongue until they become soft enough for me to swallow them whole.

but my heart,
my heart is barely beating,
like the hands of an antique clock,
someone forgot to wind.
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
NV
i know only how to wear this body like an apology.
like i'm sorry i take up too much space.
like i'm sorry,
i don't feel small enough to fit into your hands.
i wear it like a sin.
like a prayer that never feels answered.
like confessions i keep trying to change.
i wear it like a broken commandment,
because i love thy neighbour,
but i hate myself.
 Sep 2016 jane taylor
NV
MY GOD,
I HAVE INHALED ABANDONMENT FOR SO LONG,
THAT ANY SCENT OF LOVE IN THE AIR,
MAKES IT HARD FOR ME TO BREATHE.
PLUS,
THE TANKS OF OXYGEN ALWAYS SEEM TO BE MIXED WITH A HIGH DOSAGE OF PUSHING PEOPLE AWAY,
AND I WEAR THE MASKS SO OFTEN,
I FORGET I EVEN HAVE THEM ON.
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