this existence is stone a force that gravity would not dare kiss. fingers pulsate and go numb under the touch, the futile embrace of silver, enwrapped about a withered wrist. tune out the empty drum of strangled voices to only feel the same few words gliding— slipping, burning into my brain. ones that speak of…
Tag: poem
Fangirl | Poem
This poem is for Linda G. Hill’s SoC Saturdays. The prompt for today is fan. Hope you enjoy! ~ Silly little fangirl Putting all your faith in one person All that faith in individuals who don’t even know you exist Silly little fangirl Putting all you eggs in one basket Just waiting for the moment…
Anonymous | Poem
Forgive and forget Easier to say than implement Forgive and forget Maybe it’s better Just to pretend Maybe it’s better Just to pretend __________________________ ~ Sammicakes
fading sadness | poem
always present, but presently fading
language of love | poem/ song
language of love // language of lies
Unapologetic Freedom | Poem #jibberjabber
Hello and hello! This is a little something I made for the Jibber Jabber with Sue daily word prompt! The word of the day is free. ~ Forgot to say what I meant as fast and as honest as possible Forgot where to look when speaking to someone brand new Forgot to abstain from looking…
Anecdotal Existence | King of Pieces
Master of His Pieces
strawberry whipped cream | poem
a silly nostalgia poem. enjoy! I remember a few years ago when I was rather young we went to the state of Florida and played for awhile in the sun. Then my aunt showed me inside the cold aisles of a store a tub of pink whipped cream I said it looked delicious and then…
may reminders | prose
Remember to treat yourself with the same kindness you give to others. Remember to not prolong a bad mood. Remember to analyze and understand your emotions. Remember to breathe, especially when you’re upset. Remember that not everything makes sense and not everything can be fixed. Remember that’s okay. And most of all, as said many…
Siren Days | Poem
red noise the kind of red you can’t see but the kind you can hear blaring and constant like all the news around you rich red, red noise ~ Sammicakes
Sammicakes 