I'm strumming through it all Plucking moments with a pick Love, joy, hate and open sorrow Chords that have been laid out This complex song is still new But I'm learning its tempo AG
Eclogues
This is the main hub for all content. Most poems were written by me but any poem that was crafted by someone else will be noted as EP or Extra Poet.
Attraction
Who are you? What's your name? When did you last smile? A warning though, I'm insane but wrapped in a neat package. Maybe my hugs are what you are searching for? Maybe my warmth has melted the long distance? Maybe my smile will shatter any real worry? Maybe my laughter leads to a perpetual joy? … Continue reading Attraction
AOTA
All rise, then fall, then rise again Fuck it, just lay down...no, no, no Here, there, in the air or anywhere Over the rainbow; under the bridge Stay low and people will get excited Waiting to see the fire from a moon Today might be the best, the very best Honey smear a pink and … Continue reading AOTA
Hi!
I'm controlled chaos An endless spark that can burn Or create a warmth AG
Holding On
Have I tried too hard? Obsessed over how to keep your almond eyes Locked on this mystery long enough to bestow Distilled expressive justifications of a robust Interest in an old and reliable rustic strength Nothing I have pressed so far has drained the Gorge which keeps me away from your thoughts On weekdays, I try to … Continue reading Holding On
The Middle
Our flourishing county expanded right to left as Instagram captured lights, mingled from block to block like steel strings hiking through hordes of gil’s and ro’s lead by crawling tunes, into private pathways filled with sentimental letters No one stops me when I travel these cracked sidewalks tells me not to meander into secluded pepper drying backstreets I wasn’t prepared for … Continue reading The Middle
Jigsaw
These corners go here Other pieces are scattered Lost some already AG
Me, Shy…Ha
I grabbed my round blue glasses so I could look for a long lost 사과 blush. Was hoping to locate that 5th grade moment when rhyming love letters flew out of my marble note book and into confused hands. The timid sensation of purified water rinsing my face. It's unlike the cinnamon and ginger river that currently flows through my roots. I'm … Continue reading Me, Shy…Ha
Maybe Not
What are you seeking, that you have untethered us like a lost Playland yellow kiss separated from a hive left me riding an empty merry-go-round alone in the dark Maybe this should have been unhurried or it wasn’t to be black seeds consumed by a stubborn bird pecking at our trunk stunting us before … Continue reading Maybe Not
Progress
Let us build on it Stack memories and laughter On top of our smiles AG
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