A car passes
you breathe in and out in and out and the rain trickles down pattering softly on stonewalls the wind is quiet unassuming gentle in its push the night is quiet peaceful calm a town sleeps away a rain-cloud and the sandman does his job and I listen to the sounds the soft sounds of a serene night
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I hear wind chimes
a constant subtle noise in my head they carry on the wind as it blows gust after gust it doesn't stop doesn't calm just keeps shaking the walls I close the windows pull down the blinds hide behind concrete walls and breathe like it's the first time the wind outside screams bellows howls evil at me but I remain inside climbing into bed cold s h a k i n g I remain and you shuffle to adjust holding my body like glass you're warm and sleepy inviting me into your heart I curl up there safe the storm outside doesn't calm and that's okay let it scream for I cannot hear it scream anymore. -Francesca Seaward- So this time the prompt was to write about our least favourite month. I kinda dislike summer as a whole but I chose July because it's in the middle of summer. Enjoy!
Summertime (or Seasonal Affective Disorder [S.A.D]) The sky is empty the streets are emptier heat rises like steam from a pan it's difficult to breathe when the world feels desolate somewhere a baby wails and a car alarm cries in the distant there are no clouds decorating the sky it's as empty as these shadowed streets a dog barks and children scream I wait beneath the sheltered shadows watch the heat shimmer off the street I want to speak I have a need to fill the quiet world with my small voice that perhaps no one will hear through the heat that I cannot bear but someone might listen and someone else might appear but the world still feels like it's drifting aimlessly or perhaps it's just me. Ahh! Late entry because I was dreadfully ill yesterday. So this poem is supposed to be about a celebrity...mine is about a British politician.
Untitled Your eyes scream ignorance and power and all things you shouldn't have you say you care for us but you're working against us you're trying to kill us with smarmy words and slimy smiles that make my blood boil you take money like you breathe air how dare you profess to be one with the poor how dare you ruin the futures of so many lives poison drips from your snake tongue remember, death comes to us all. Welcome to day 2 of NaPoWriMo! The prompt was family portrait today, so I made up a family of somewhat Victorian-esque style and ended up with a four stanza poem of a grandfather, mother, father and a daughter. Please enjoy!
Portraits of People in Time Leathery skin that sticks like rice pudding to the bone matched with cold eyes and a brown suit that devours all colour in the picture An icy gaze reflects the shadows that these frozen blue eyes witnessed the mustard jacket she wears stained on the corners of her sleeves sits like a beacon on her skin bleak grey eyes stare out of the frame standing above his wife and own father this mans posture shouts obey me but his thin lips and furrowed eyebrows whisper forgive me wears a black suit maybe someone died fearless pink blossomed cheeks determined in mind and resolute with green eyes fists at her side and a huff beneath her lips denim jacket and heavy eyeliner she stands to one-side seems to have refused to be in centre. Hello! It's been far far too long since I last published anything on here, so apologies, BUT I have been writing poetry as often as I can. Anyway, decided to participate in my first NaPoWriMo ever, it's 2016 I think it's time. For those that don't know this is basically a thing that you write poetry for everyday of April, here's a link to their website if you want to find out more: NaPoWriMo.
So here goes, as for my first poem for this I decided to go with their prompt and write a lune which is a 5-3-5 syllable count if you're writing one in the form Robert Kelly came up with. But because I prefered the Jack Collom way of writing it (by paying not much mind to syllables as it's a 3 words-5 words-3 words lune) that's the one I'll be showcasing. Here goes: Cat An empty box missing black and white cat clever hiding space [Edit - had to re-upload due to issues with page.] Hello!
So I've got a few more poems today, five in total, so like two more than my norm. (EXCITING STUFF.) Okay so a lot of things have happened in a short amount of time, I've been reading Game of Thrones, I watched an entire season of it in one day and thus started the next season mere moments after. I've had some ups and (mostly) downs, but uni is starting up again, my friends are back, my boyfriend is back. Exciting stuff. Honestly, no sarcasm there. Of course then I've been writing, sitting on South Beach Aberystwyth and gazing out into the crashing waves I've been writing lots of stuff, some good, some bad, and some that will never see the light of day. Hopefully. ANYWAY on-wards. Hush Now Do not write under starlight or under the moon it utters lies to your ears it whispers all those deadly truths be lenient please be quiet and still hush hush little dove don't let them find you don't scream little one they don't like that here nor do they like when you fall in love when you grow to care hush hush here they come they expect us on our knees fight back but hush hush stay vigilant, stay strong. Warmth Warm air circulates my limbs the sun holding me hostage music plays softly in my ears drowning out the crash of waves it feels lonely sitting by the sea ahead of me in the distance ominous hills watch over me it feels so vast and yet so full full to the brim but perhaps I've brought this emptiness maybe that's why the path of the warm sunlight arrives at my feet showering my body in a false warmth the sea, the sun, the rocks around me all filling up that loneliness inside me false and already decaying a warmth that doesn't stick happiness that keeps on fading I want to drown in it all fall into the sea topple off this wall become one being with the waves and fade into the sunset surrounded by that sweet false warmth. Vastly Dwarfed I can't say the things I want to, letting go of the things that haunt me often hiding behind echoes of laughter vast worlds that dwarf me each whisper makes me happy yesterday's anxiety swept away under hills and deep dark mountains and I feel certain when I say I've never been happier than by your side. Okay I'll never be okay and you'll never be okay either but that's okay we'll be what we are together through smiles and darkness watching the sunset on the beach feeling the warm breeze brush through ones hair watching the smile on your face it's like staring up at the moon a whisper reflection of the sun bright and beautiful mysterious and dark but with every word I utter ever crunch of autumn leaf beneath your feet I fall more than ever in love. Never mind Never mind the crack in the voice the hesitation and gulps that echo from the mouth never mind the silence and the quiet heartache they'll stop soon and everything will just become one never mind the loneliness it fades with time fades into suffocation never mind that you care so much more about them than they ever will about you you become a wave sad and slow the longer you drift with the sea never mind the hopes and the dreams after all it fees like you'll never succeed not when it matters most never mind the rain drown it out with the silence inside you you could disappear in the hitch of a breath and no one would even blink never mind that you pray you'll make it out alive smiles turn to ash and smoke burnt out and unclear disappearing would feel so good never mind that gaping hole in your chest or how much its vast emptiness makes you miss them it doesn't matter, who could ever care you're alone and digging an early grave never mind the ache inhale the disappointment you feel hold that head high fuck the anxiety that breeds in your veins never mind the depression that hides in your eyes and don't ever do a god damn thing they say. Well. Hello again. Not been too long since my last update I know, but I was sitting with my laptop eating lunch and drinking a cup of tea and I just thought why not upload some more. It's been a weird old week this one has, full of ups and downs, and quite frankly more downs than ups, I can't quite wait to return to Aber, I think it's 20 days left now? But yeah, please enjoy these even if parts are a little bit melancholy. Apologies, my emotional state is a bit of a broken rollercoaster.
-Fran- A Deadly Sin for Me, A Deadly Sin for You. Fluttering heart and large gulps these sins are dark deeper than secrets forgotten buried in my skin greedy for your touch and the taste of your lips it consumes me like a poison as if I was drinking sweet nectar from each kiss I’m drenched in emotions clinging to my skin rage that slithers like a snake envelops me in a shield I wear it sometimes like armor my pride falters at times stutters at your touch I fall shy at the thought tipping my head back and giving in to the feeling my pride falters then slinks back I’m envious of things at times like the way the sun shines on the cusp of your hair or the way I know I’m not good enough or pretty enough to fool anyone but myself I’m envious but anxious only angry at myself there’s no one else I could possibly blame nor anything anyone could do to help I lust like a fire searching for oxygen bright and wild untamed and not quiet but I wish I was I wish silence was my friend like it seems to be every other time but it feels like I’m lost at sea surrounded by waves 10 foot high and sharks that can see me and it’s daunting and strange especially when feelings dive down deep into that frothing ocean and drag me down with them but carefully willing still feeling shy and lost in this world I surround myself in these emotions love never felt so good. Illogical It’s a poison in my blood and a heartache in my head how am I supposed to see clearly when everything feels blurry it’s like a sickness in my bones spreading through my lungs and sometimes it gets so hard to breathe that I simply don’t want to it’s illogical to think that way to sink my own fleets and hide away but it’s never felt so hopeless before the world and its loneliness it’s never felt quite so empty before when you’re sitting at the edge and the world moves on one hopeless step at a time without rhythm or rhyme nor I it just feels like I’ve stopped running stopped trying to catch up now I’m staring at its back from my distant lonely perch as time passes by one long sigh at a time. Matter I should expect it I should’ve known really the small matter of my being not important there’s no need I hate it here but what should that matter it doesn’t it never did like the way I’m silenced and pushed down doesn’t matter no one hears me anyway I’m waiting though I’m waiting for the question or the end of a beautifully short era I’m waiting because it’s me so what should it matter there’s no change I can make that other people can’t do no happiness I can bring that someone else couldn’t too everything matters to me but maybe I don’t matter to any of you. Yikes. It sure has been a long time since I last posted on here, I only just managed to load the site on this stupid darn slow internet though, so please forgive me, I've been trying to load it for like a month now. I do have quite a few bits and bobs of poetry now though, so I guess that's something to be happy about.
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