Life comes back
to adolescence
“I like you”
“Do you like me?”
All over again
Tag: poem
June Wolf
You are my moon
You transform me
In the night
You are my muse
You inspire me
To fight
Oh June, you confuse and take me on trips
Around the world I often slip
In your hands I’m held awkwardly
I become a small but wanted sea.
In the moon I’m just a blip.
A sea of red that you can sip
Wings Over Water
I see
How the bird believes
The reef is real
How hopeful is the swan dive
Plunging toward reflection
What You Are and Who You Are
Imperfect bodies
Comparing the self to others
We forgo confidence
A scale reveals
The weight the world has put upon us
Furthermore
The weight we’ve put on ourselves
We tip and slip constant
Clothes feel wrong
Rather left
Left behind with what size we were
Where are we going? We don’t know
We just hope to be at a healthy size
With a healthy state of mind
Water refreshing the self
Transferring into steam
Let trains of hope keep chugging
You are what you eat
Even in your dreams
Trust
You think they’re lying
You think they’re trying
To deceive
Why should you believe
If they don’t believe you
Trust is a word you say
A word rejected everyday
One Night of Whatever Part Two
Remember
Do you even?
The dark, the night
It’s a worthwhile thought I shouldn’t toss away
It’s not worth much is it?
That was then
Only a number, only a name
Why come together and not care for closeness?
I question myself
It’s almost like
That night never happened.
One Night of Whatever Part One
I teeter-totter seeing you
Who knew
That night would take me back
Take me back to then
The dress, discussion
Drug me away from safety
It was only safe because
I was used to it
Now I’m used to whatever this is
Whatever it was
Is what it was
I remember the feeling
There’s another word for that.
Rubik
The mind is either a cage or a cube.
We decide.
Stay colorful,ever changing.
Have corners without cuts
Action without buts
How to Adult
No one teaches how to adult
You just have to know
You must grow
Regardless of want
It is a need to be better
To do better
To change for the better
Hopefully we do
And not grow resentment
Turning into a shell
Of who we once were
You vs. You
Treat yourself
Don’t cheat yourself
Face the mirror
Meet yourself
Greet yourself
Do you feel like the old you?
Or any you at all?
Face yourself
Chase yourself
Repeat yourself
Defeat yourself
Containing Comfort
Stuffing shoes into holes which refuse comfort.
What’s the deal?
Life: like warm covers wrapping.
Touch me there again
I’m not satisfied
I’m writing you with hands tied
Shoelaces look a lot like binds.
Keep away from the collection of boxes
They contain too much
Hush me now.
Sweet hush: gentle.
I deny.
No, I defy.
Stuffy in the Spring Air
Butterflies frolic on the air
Spreading joy from here to there
A car passes
In succession
A funeral, perhaps a parade
I confuse grief with happiness
There’s grass on me from the shoes on up
The sun shines today
I’m thankful.
Inside I go
I’ve worked up a sweat
There’s pollen in my nose
Spring on the back of my neck
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