• leah commented on the post, anchor 1 month, 1 week ago

    Anchor my heart a million times to the oceans skin, and to the sailors breath. Anchor my heart a thousand times to the caverns and trenches that line the earth’s floor. Anchor my heart a hundred times to the tide’s pull and the moons watchful eye. Anchor my heart ten times to swift currents and salty waves. Anchor my heart to that of the oceans and I’ll ride sea over bow to watch it sink.

  • Champagne commented on the post, murder 3 months, 2 weeks ago

    The worst word to pop up for the day. It’s brings you back when they got shot and tossed in a river to be discovered the next morning. And the phone call when they told you “how do you want bad news” and you said “rip the bandaid off” because you didn’t think it would be so bad. But it was. And you’re not fine. But everything’s okay. Just okay.Give me hope through a messy life.

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, methods 5 months, 2 weeks ago

    Once I was a perfect rendering of an artist. I slaved and struggled, I batted away demons in the night. My heart bled for my work and I was ragged and torn by rejection and time. Now I am nothing more than a human woman- I write and I sing and I am wife to a husband. There are ways in and out of everything, there are methods to our art just as there are to our madness. We are not bound by superstitious addiction to one route only-

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, simple 5 months, 2 weeks ago

    Half a life ago I was a child. We were running through grass, barefoot and free. We were not bothered by the rain- the smell of wet wool lingered in the hall long after we shed our thick coats. I did homework and stayed up too late under blankets with flashlights reading stories. I had a best friend- you- and a favorite food and you and me, well we never planned to grow apart.

  • leah commented on the post, both 5 months, 3 weeks ago

    You tied a knot on the back of your hand, and turned your skin inside out so I could see you weren’t holding back. But you’ve untied that knot, telling me i’m not worth it.

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, square 6 months ago

    There are boxes
    Boxcars,
    Railroad memories
    and dreams to sleep on-

    Someone told me once,
    That they were a hobo
    and I was a princess,
    A princess riding home
    On a boxcar
    Stuck in my square domain

    Long hair flying out the cracks
    Chasing the stars
    as we ride on to freedom

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, satisfy 6 months ago

    With the onslaught of frost
    the darkening of afternoon skies
    With your sharp icy tongue
    and my reluctance to retreat
    How can one hope to meet the need?
    How can one pray for love that connects the dots,
    that holds the hearts is rips from their cages-
    That will satisfy the hunger within?

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, somebody 6 months, 1 week ago

    We can’t hold the heart
    that hurts us
    Long enough to heal it
    so it doesn’t strike again-

    When somebody takes you
    breaks you
    and then sets you free,
    cracked open to the howling wind
    They know not what they do

    The too tender brokenness from
    their last somebody
    Is still echoing in their bloody cracks

  • Claire commented on the post, guard 6 months, 3 weeks ago

    He pounded on the bars of the cell again, as the guard walked away from him. “NO!” He shouted. “You can’t leave me in here! Please, I did nothing wrong!” He screamed desperately. His words fell on deaf ears as the door slammed shut. Silence fell upon the hall, and he was completely alone. His hands gripped the bars tightly, the cold metal biting into his skin. No.

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, steps 6 months, 3 weeks ago

    We can’t feel
    the pulsing wind

    We call back
    to one lost

    From some
    these steps
    are futile

    For some
    these steps
    lead home

    Can we recall
    a time when
    we walked them together?

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, forth 7 months ago

    Brought forth by the expressionless eye
    Came unto the world in hope and irreverence
    Tied to the earth
    And equally the sky by tethers of silk and gold
    Come forth and know
    Who you are and with whom you’ve come

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, civilize 7 months, 1 week ago

    We continually pride ourselves on our advancements in technology and innovation- what we have always failed to recognize in our ethnocentric imperialistic view is that the cultures that remain close to nature and […]

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, upper 7 months, 1 week ago

    They took them to feel free
    They took them to uplift
    They took them to fall off and test human flight

    They were down under the shoes of the hopeless
    Then they were on top of your greatest triumph

    They […]

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, walls 7 months, 3 weeks ago

    Walking into walls
    Revert back
    Begin again
    You are hopeless
    Says the jagged mind
    There’s another one
    Start it up
    Revert back
    You are angles
    You are not free
    But here
    Up and down
    Maybe yes
    Revert […]

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, various 7 months, 3 weeks ago

    When we traverse the various dimensions of life we come to realize that there is no one way. When we can fall humbly and relish the divinity of the moment and be awed by the immensity of the life force within us, […]

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, signs 7 months, 3 weeks ago

    They are everywhere. When you drove to me and told me that you didn’t hit one red light the whole way- I knew we needed to meet. When Granddad died and a tornado hit the lake kicking up a big storm, I knew the […]

  • Laura Mary commented on the post, vote 7 months, 3 weeks ago

    When I agreed to move to the United States to marry and live with my American husband, I never expected to feel political. I am Canadian and I never knew what that meant until now- an election approaches and […]

  • Champagne commented on the post, trial 8 months ago

    A weighing of souls, and their worth. A trial, like death, is something every being shares.

  • Champagne commented on the post, claim 8 months ago

    Something that is mine and only mine. Selfish, but something of pride. An emblem you were proudly on you. Given by others, or was it forced?

    Never mind then.

    Perhaps it is something of shame.

  • leah commented on the post, magazines 8 months, 4 weeks ago

    Some people really need magazines, and I just don’t understand that. I’ve seen all the magazines on the self in the stores, I’ve seen them in the line of the grocery store. People, Cosmo, In Touch, and whatever […]

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