COLLIDING
I close my eyes And I can see Landscapes That collide Then break free Just to bounce Again together Over and over Happy to feel The collision Each time more Anticipated Each time more Satisfying Each time more All there is
NO GHOSTS
If the ghosts hadn’t fallen Before we’d met Would they have taken us Further from ourselves? Had they not been slain Would we find ourselves Crushed and broken Beneath invisible claims? Would we have found The truth of who we are Had we not sliced them Gut to throat with honesty And accountability? I think…
BLEEDING COLOR
MY DREAMCATCHER
Darkness sucks in a deep breath. I can hear it gasping for air. My air. As if it needs my life… to save it. I can see it pacing on the walls, Dripping from the ceiling above, And swallowing the floor below As the candle beside my bed dances. I close my eyes to a…
#BeREALationships: YOU’RE GONE – TOO SOON
Please welcome Heather LeRoss to #BeREALationships. I wrote this poem last year to a woman who had been like a sister to me, near the 1 year anniversary of her death. We’d been like family but had lost touch in recent years because, well, life I think. She was struggling and unhappy and I was…
#BeREALationships: The Friendship Among Writers
Please welcome Rachel E Bledsoe to #BeREALationships. I’m used to being alone. I prefer the silence. When you’re alone, no one expects anything from you. You rely solely on yourself. When you fail, you’re only letting yourself down. I am my harshest critic. I can beat myself bloody without ever raising my voice or speaking…
#BeREALationships – LET ME LOVE YOU, ALWAYS
Please welcome me (Hasty) to #BeREALationships. 🙂 Relationships aren’t something I think people get right or wrong. They just ARE whatever they are. A relationship can last a lifetime but I believe many times they literally last a few short hours or even minutes. Did you make a connection? Then you formed a relationship. re·la·tion·ship …
#BeREALationships- THE COMEBACK KID
I used to think that all my problems stemmed from my childhood. I blamed bullies, bitches, and boys for my mood swings. They were such inconsiderate jerks. I used to think all of the men I dated were emotionally stunted. Why else would they be ignorant enough to hurt my feelings, take me for…
#BeReal – RA AVIS
My #BeReal guest today is Ra Avis. I love fairy tales and blanket forts. I love daydreams and dandelion wishes. I think if you asked most of my friends and family to describe me, these concept would be tossed around. But they’d also tell you, for all my whimsicality, I am real. My feet are…
BROKEN CONCENTRATION
My words get drawn Letter by letter And by the time they are spoken They are nearly all faded As transparent as invisible ink Passed over and overlooked Not important Or too insignificant The power put into them Stolen By passing parades Negligent attention spans And broken concentration
HASTYWORDS 