the feelings are gone
but you still come to me
in my dreams
.
.
.
Category: poems
on being and nothingness
the universe
all of your humanness
in a gasp
…
a dusting of nothingness
friday night haiku
.
.
.
her lips
once pumped with colour
fade away
.
.
.
reflection
nothing left now
just the cold hard truth
you didn’t come for me-
-I didn’t come for you.
once or twice
once or
twice when
I lay beneath
you, when I felt
your skin
melting into
mine, I knew
what it was
to be not
just human,
but love
incarnate
temper
a
temper
can only
mask so much
heartbreak
. . .
50 word stories: Supernovas
There’s nothing real or unreal in these words you’re reading. Nothing overly dramatical, I think the universe itself is drama enough. Supernovas, you know? I thought to write something and yet with nothing to say I can only offer you this small reconciliation: this paragraph is only fifty short words.
Thought I’d try my hand at the 50 word story today, although Richard does them better. If you guys have ever written one please leave a link to it in the comments so I can read! Or alternatively, write one, and then leave a link to it. 😉
Thanks for reading xo
hiking haiku
naked toes trace
mountain’s unique veining
natural romance
gently
you
could have
let us go
gently
you chose
to burn us
to the
ground
each breath
each breath
each heartbeat lost
in the universe
Some call it red 