Musings, poems, and stories
Wishing for World Peace
You are the rain To a rose In dry heat. You are the moon A soft glow In a dark sky. You are the fire A warm haze
By Meg3 years ago in Poets
His eyes know More than words can say He sees body language. Actions, ideas Words cannot convey. A subtle glint
Come walk down The grocery store sidewalk aisle. Take off the rose-colored glasses, Wave, see yourself smile. Strutting your stuff
Sleep summons strange stories. Sailors sailing sand seas, Searching, singing, scavenging. Seeking sacred stones, Scarcely seen.
“What’s the matter Callum, cat got your tongue?” Sarah joked, punching me playfully in the arm. I rolled my eyes at her. She wanted to see a mountain lion and had been making the worst cat jokes the entire trip.
By Meg3 years ago in Horror
There is something about A hug on depressing days. That mimics the warmth, And comfort of the sun’s rays. From friends or lovers,
The hands of time fold, People like paper, making Creases that don't fade. ---- A haiku inspired by a conversation with my partner. Thanks for reading :)
Minute by minute We try to mold the present, carving away past.
I would rather drink A goblet of my own spit, Carefully braid The coarse hairs of my armpit. Have a mucus mask
Crust, mantle, and core A layered cake we call home The baker unknown. /// We have what we need Life’s vital ingredients
Swim, until you can’t see land, Can’t hear whispered wants. Until your needs leave your hand, To join waves as one.
Take the spoon and lick the shadow of cookie dough cocaine, Let memories fall on your taste buds of a child playing sane.
