dark and light?
one another benight.
each is a curse and each is a boon;
one can just as easily get lost at high noon,
as one can truly find one's self beneath the moon.
end and beginning, equally hark;
from each other embark
light and dark.
Sometimes, when it's tranquil and I get to p o n d e r
I begin to fathom we're made for each o t h e r;
I know that God plumped up my chest and its c o n t e n t
to safeguard your worn out bones from curling o v e r.
Laced, our hands trace shadows under mint moon's c r e s c e n t;
we are lost causes and divulged dances o u t s p e n t.
I know my skin is downy as opposed to y o u r s
for you to take shelter under my winged s e g m e n t.
Still, understand that you're the reason I can s o a r,
accept that we're a pastiche of paramour c o r e s.
I'm th
I'm broken branches
in forest trenches
keeping you safe throughout war
I'm hidden rain-songs
lyrical diphthong
trembling by the cooling shore
The sky is running
with ghost clouds gunning
at the clueless masked lovebirds
The moist earth swells up
filling leaking cups
with our fruitless crippled words
Candlelight flickers
leave souls to wither
as my bones set in for night
Prevernal daydreams
undone at the seams
tease you and wind you up tight
My hair is guided by the sea's deep sighs
My skin is summoned by the auburn glow
We took a vow to live without goodbyes
My hair is guided by the sea's deep sighs
I hear bells resounding like last
Heat radiates between us
Deep in my heart, do you feel it-
Beating faster for you?
Writing soothes my passions
So I shall keep from offending,
I can reach but my hand stops-
Disapproval is what I fear...
I'm only human
I make mistakes
Yet I'm always trying
To save some face
I'm only human
I lie and I cheat
Yet I will never
Admit defeat
I'm only human
I whine and I cry
But it doesn't mean
That I won't try
I'm only human
I make mistakes
But I give it my all
No matter what it takes
when I
grow up,
I want to
eat the
weak.
'When I Grow up'
by Megan Kennedy
Streamers of
bruises tainting
grape jelly, shove
drums painting
pounding skulls.
Abrasions lye.
School culls
the chaff, dulls
the sky,
when I...
Formaldehyde turns;
hand shakes;
teacher spurns.
Scalpel aches,
leaving imprints
that sup
on marrow flints,
flakes slow hints.
A child closeup,
grow up...
Fears falling
down, the taste
of copper; crawling
ants stick in paste.
Cramped fingers
line askew
as lead lingers
smudging out stingers.
Escape overdue,
I want to...
Recesses fill
with anger
and anguish, kill
time's danger
with sm
May I recommend making a palindrome folder? I wrote one just now and it's in the free verse folder for now, but I would prefer it to be in its own specific folder if possible.