Poetry Blogs (body)
poemagraphic on I never lied in the rose garden. (Cummings and goings) (1 hour ago)
my brain was a savage
and im sorry i let so many undeserving hands ravage your fragile parts
i didnt think you were worth enough, so thats why i continued to pick and prod, my judgement was tough
im sorry i ripped you to pieces
but now im learning to love all of your creases
with every burise, cut, and scar youre beautiful thin or large
ive learned to keep you close on your worst...
Wednesday 15th January 2020 10:04 am
It's time to let go.
It's time to move on from the past,
from whatever it is holding you back
The random pain from memories
coming back to you as if two years was instead, two months ago
It's time to be free of all that is not meant to be
You know and I know
The universe will show you which way to go
Find true connection from within
Only then will you find clarity...
Monday 4th February 2019 6:12 pm
My hands is where it starts
The heat of the fire
My fingers betrayed me
Now with a mind
Of their own
They torment me
Driving me insane
My heart starts to race
A speed my body isn’t
My blood runs everywhere
With a temperature
Way too high
They torture me
Crippling my movements
Friday 4th May 2018 12:50 am
Ah! I loved you!
Lost to your soul,
I bared my heart
Within your mind
I held my heart...
as if all hearts sang with mine
as if all lips knew
I felt your blood pulse
and heat my soul
as your hair scourged my body
(Ah! I loved your hair!)...
Sunday 6th August 2017 5:49 pm
Some thoughts on body shaming of Olympic athletes - the most ridiculous nonsense I have heard!
Thursday 11th August 2016 9:55 am
I've reached my goal weight
I think to myself
But don't ask how I did it
You don't want to know
That depression and anxiety
Is causing my body to change
That trips to the gym
Are only to get through the mundane
Don't tell me I look good
Because deep down inside
Looks don't really matter
When your life is full of pain
Sunday 19th June 2016 2:12 pm
It’s a funny place here, in your skin. Why do you keep it
So very pale? Like a sail left out in the sun
For too long and then flown at the turning of tides,
Though it glides across all of the seas
Its beauty is gone.
Such a strange place here, in your skin.
Like an ivory sheet thrown
Over sharp bones, pale tones and fingers
Pointing blame at passers by of unknown crimes
Wednesday 23rd January 2013 10:46 am
On this day you left.
The Earth could no longer handle your grace, for this world can be an ugly place.
We couldn't handle your departure by ourselves. You showed us that we still have each other and that family is more than we were allowing it to be. Some of us will recoil and shrink. We look at them and we think about growth, our own extra terrestrial face as universal...
Monday 21st May 2012 4:56 pm