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Paul Jones Jun 2017
At the crack of dawn,      an indigo glow.
As swallows sing, I'm      restless with waiting.
03:30 - 14/06/17
State of mind: restless; over-thinking

Thoughts: from experience - of being awake at the crack of dawn and watching the indigo glow lighten by the hour.

Questions: none

Notes: part 1 of 3
Indigo Morrison Jun 2017
I wish you would stop looking at me like I'm perfect
So you can feel good about that wall you've built between you and I.
I am not where I want to be
I am not who I want to be
My spirit isn't glowing in tune with my heart
I have been breaking and shattering my whole life.
I have been building and falling all over this place
And no one sees it
No one is here to catch me,
But I am showing you
I am letting down these walls
Trying to show you there are mirrors
Because maybe you aren't meant to stitch yourself together...
Maybe I take your hand
And you take mine...
Maybe my heart wasn't meant to be broken my whole life
Before I knew I had the chance,
The choice,
To share it with someone.  
The chance,
The choice,
To choose you.
Donna Jun 2017
Cleaning ones teeth , moon
brushes night ocean leaving
a big glowing smile
My partner and our boys went on there fishing trip to France yesterday and had to get on ferry , they video the moon on ocean and sent it to me it was so beautiful to watch xxxxxx
Antionicia May 2017
And so, the darkness came
Scraping over each grain of sand
Chopping down each blade of grass.
And made you his own.

Once the shadows  embraced you, mind, body, and soul
You sunk into a chilly enclosure of sadness and anger
You lose hope of ever seeing the sun again

The black had a way
Of suffocating its victims
Cutting out their voice
So they couldn't cry
So they couldn't plead.

But every once in awhile
There will be fractures of light
Puncturing tiny holes within the thick veil
Small, but radiant

When you're touched by even a small ray
You are lifted higher
It may be just a little bit
But soon you'll crack your  way through the broken sky

And you'll be home
angel May 2017
it's so hard to hold onto my sanity when i watch them lose control.
it's so easy to fall, even though i know it'll be hell.
i could be weak and do it again;
feel the bitterness and gagging,
the dizziness and hear my giggling.
or i could control myself and be bland. tasteless.
i don't want to be a bore,
i want to be a firefly that makes your eyes widen at the golden star i carry on my back.
but i don't want to get squashed by your fingers,
so what am i supposed to do?
Leslie Ledezma May 2017
I have a gold tooled chiseled mind of David marble;
pure white interior and a godly glow of smoothness;
that tumbles in lush lands of opulence, openness, and
awareness
Richard Grahn May 2017
I just want to be
Your ethereal shadow
Basking in your glow
allie May 2017
-
we are beautiful.
we are amazing.
we can shine.
so don't tell us otherwise
because the poems of true feelings
don't glow anymore.
-
Once upon a time,
there was a princess
named Luna, she
ruled the kingdom
of the moon, until
the queen, the former,
now elderly, ruler had
passed away, so the
kingdom disappeared
and the princess was
left to wander the
stars, her heart
was a void of
sadness after the
queen died and the
kingdom dissolved
with the mist, she
roamed the shadows
of space, until
she found a
peculiar light,
upon floating
closer, she found
the prince of the sun,
he was also sad, as
his planet was
engulfed by a
larger star, the
princess said
to him, "we are
both very sad,
so we will heal
each other"
they held hands,
feeling the power
of their hearts
glowing the
light of love,
and together,
they birthed the
new kingdom of
Luna and Sol
She's an angel,she's a fairy.
Her cheeks are soft, lips like cherry.

She's very charming, she's very funny.
She's very sweet like a jar full of honey.

Was blessed to talk with her for a second or so.
Her messages always made my face to glow.

I'm sorry for all wrong i did with you.
Now let's be friends, we'll start a fresh new.
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