This is a poem I wrote for “escapril” based off of the prompt “Cities”. Cities seem to go by so fast as if the moment that we’re in won’t last unless we’re rushing through it. I want to undo it all. Cities seem to swallow whole the ideas that I had for destination. “Why createContinue reading “Cities//a poem”
I lift my eyes upto the mountainswhere does my help come from? My help comes from youmaker of heavencreator of the earth What reassurance is this?That the one who is biggerthan the mountainswho made earthcreated heavenhe is my help- where itall comes from.
we are all frail as glass and maybe we should be as transparent with each other so we fully realize our own humanity and leave behind our pride.
the tomorrow that you dreamed of faded, changed but its loss has aided you. and out of the ashes, the light is making something new. something more true than anything you’ve known before.
Often times, it is not the organized moments which bring joy, but the accidental ones. A catch up with an old friend, a walk through the woods and-more. Let’s try this. I am always put in awe by water, of the way it moves and defies order and yet blends perfectly into it. Something inContinue reading “|water|”
Ten, four fifteen. Cherry blossoms pristine. I watch the green alive around me. Where am I? Where am I? Cross my heart and hope I fly ignore my heart and wish for death. Cold air, piercing deep, please- let me catch my breath. Little bird, cherry tree you know where you find safety One growsContinue reading “cherry blossom |3|”