bright poppy forest potential poet explores a fairytale life
darknesstoys with my inner joyimprobable meets futile escapethe only way out is to go all inbreak through for a breakthroughengulfed in bright red poppy flowersi let my inner storm build a way outto form a way in forsunlight
i wish i had one more yesterday with youtake me back to that time of carelessnessworry free sunshine on a cloudless day can you give me one more yesterday pleaseno tears no heartbreak just your heart and minebeating in a happy collision in a gentle rhythm if life would give me one more yesterday i … More Poem | one more yesterday
It’s the first time in months that I’ve done a full workout and something snappy is wreaking havoc in my lower back. I especially feel it in the shower, when reaching down to those lower body parts (my toes, you pervert!) turns into a challenge larger than the actual workout. I don’t understand what Jay … More Personal | Inner Voices
i could filllibraries with theincessant words thatmy inner voicesuse against me but i chooseselective reading overself-damaging novelsand keep authoringpersonal fairy tales
have i stumbled upon your blindest spotor did you mean for me to find youstalk you and dwell behind youkeeping my eye on your every moveto remain your eventual life linebiding my time beforeyou let me reel you back in? whichever way you want itwhichever way you’ll goi will patiently follow yourbreadcrumbs
sweet surrenderpeaceful blissletting my heart ridealong the intentions ofthe wind waving mywhitest flaglay myself down atEarth’s uncompromising feetlet go
As the man wipes his hands on a cloth whose level of dirtiness I can only imagine seeing as it’s the dead of night, he looks at me and my boyfriend (omgwhendidthathappen 🙈). “Well, I think I fixed it. However, if you’re planning on driving back home, may I suggest you do so… tomorrow?” I … More Personal | Milestone Unplanned
effortfully climbing asteep mountain pathi sit down for a rest withthe sun leaving a warmimpression on my back asmy nose tickles the deadof night while i patientlyawait the inevitable turnof events so i can reach mycastle summit
“Your cold would explain why your adrenal glands are all over the place,” my Doctor of Naturopathic Medicine looks at me, the expression on her face best described as dumbfounded, “but why your liver is acting up is beyond me.” “What does my liver represent?” As I squeeze the metal handle I give my eyes … More Personal | A-liver And Kicking
today i let my head downnot to mourn you or be sadnot to cling to your existenceor hold on to selfish love today i let my head downfor life itself calling you homefor unwanted arms letting you goand for your presence until today i bow my head for youout of the deepest respectand feelings of … More Poem | head down
Elle Vampa 