#s poems on Hello Poetry

Emma Jan 2016

Six.

He hides a small birthmark that has the shape of a whale on his upper thigh that he treasures. I think that's why he's always loved the ocean.

2. He is like winter: cold and distant for a while but then slowly melts away. He'll be silent for days, but don't worry...he will come back in time.

3. He'll say "I miss you" in the dead of night, in the cold of winter, in the break of dawn or in the heat of the summer. He will drop it like a bomb and it'll shatter your bones but remember he's not yours to hold forever.

4. He will want you to hug him and he will want it so bad that he will ask you to do it. Please don't ever turn this opportunity down, you will never want to know the pain of not feeling his warmth.

5. His love will feel like a forest fire but it'll leave trails of ash when it's gone. Learn to deal with the burn as you enjoy the heat.

6. You will swim oceans for him and reach for the moon but sometimes even that will not be enough.

It may never be enough.

#love #him #s

Emma Dec 2015

The Sky

The sky, the sky
was a perfect shade
of dark blue
the sky, the sky
won't stop reminding me
of you
The sky, they sky
was a perfect shade
of you

At least we sleep under the same sky.

#love #sky #him #star #s

Amy Dec 2015

Roommate

I have a roommate who is called Bishop S
She likes poems
She makes me read them
I get bored
But she is Bishop S

#s #roommate #bishop

Megan L Nov 2015

Small Town Girl

I live in a small town with nice people.

Nice community theater people.

Nice non-swearing churchgoing people.

Nice people who keep their mouths shut and their eyes closed.

Nice people who live in ticky tacky houses and sweep their front porches.

Nice people with children who send text messages and drive to nowhere in the middle of the night.

Nice high school teaching, comfortably living people.

Nice mothers-and-fathers people with bright voices and dark eyes.

Nice bored people.

I live in a small town with nice people.

But occasionally they all go momentarily mad.

Written on the night of 11/13/2015, after seeing my community theater's production of Mary Poppins.

#quiet #small #m #s #t #k #towns

Emma Nov 2015

Read The Lines (I Wrote This For You)

Sadly, we both know
Everything begins and ends
Right where you begin and end
God only knows the number of nights
I stayed up thinking
Only of you

Right where I begin and end
Our story is written in my bones
Do you know I still dream of you?
Right where we begin and end
I sometimes see the lines blur
God only knows the nights spent thinking
Only of you

If Edgar Allan Poe can write a poem using the letters of his lover's name...so can I.

#love #poem #s

Emma Nov 2015

Swimmer

You were a hell of a swimmer
But my sadness was an ocean
That took you by surprise
I wrote you messages
On sea shells
On day by the shore
"I think I'll love you forever"
"I'm sorry it happened this way"
"I miss you"
I think a part of me wished
The waters would swallow the feeling
You were a hell a swimmer
But my sadness was an ocean
And our loved drowned in it
I'm sorry it happened this way

To the boy with a whale shaped birth mark.

#him #ocean #s

Emma Oct 2015

Paper Cranes

The clock ticked and the timer started
the day my eyes met yours
My soul saw you
and it sighed
it wondered who you were
and where you had been all my life
that day I didn't need any more miracles
my most important miracle stood right before me
It wore your shirt and smiled like you
Your hands made paper cranes
but never quite made it to a thousand
You said you wanted your wish to come true
and asked me what I wished for
I wished on every paper crane in existence
every broken wishbone
every shooting star
that time would let me keep you
but the hands of time were like your own
never quite making it to a thousand
so one night your words broke the silence
And the jumbled words tore us apart
I've been looking for that silence ever since
wishing for once that my life
was not a orchestra filled with you
that dreams were not interrupted by you
that thoughts were not overrun by you
wishing for once that silence
the silence before the storm
would return and perhaps
just maybe
bring you back

For the boy who made paper cranes at the coffee shop. Your eyes are the only coffee brown I will ever need.

#love #him #s

Emma Oct 2015

Science & Love

Physics states that
anything that goes up
must come down
due to gravity
it also states that
when something comes down
it accelerates
Perhaps this is why
the greater the rise
the greater the fall
the greater the pain
the pain of it all

We rose so high only to fall,
my sun, my moon, my all

#love #him #s

Emma Oct 2015

Poetry

I'll be the ink
you'll be the poetry
I'll write the words
with every ounce of honesty
you'll be the rhythm and rhyme
the ones I'll perfect
one at a time
I'll bring the paper
you bring the pen
if we mess up
we'll start over again
I'll be the ink
you'll be the poetry
we'll bring the life
into this story

You're breathing poetry.

#love #poetry #ink #him #writing #paper #pen #s

Emma Oct 2015

Puzzle

We were a puzzle
waiting to be put
alongside each other
waiting for the chance
to fit in somewhere
with someone
somehow

Someone broke off my edges and we couldn't quite fit.

#love #him #puzzle #s