I Try To Make Something Beautiful Of My Pain, But Sometimes I Just Have To Sit With It. Sometimes All

Ephemeral blooms

Dress the portico pallid

Yesterday's resolve in soft translation,

Have I always dreamt of fervour

Have I always ached for more

I meet the teasing loss

From where it lingers,

Self evolved lament

It will often be a season

The curious untethered

Reaching out for loves return

some days, you’ll learn to be selfish, too

you’ll drink straight from the

jug. wipe your mouth with 

your forearm. you’ll dance 

past dizziness. let the nausea

carry you to bed. you’ll laugh

and laugh until your cheeks pinch. 

~K.T.

"Bound"

Is it still manslaughter if you only manage to giggle during it?

"I am a bird,

Locked inside its cage.

I am watched by others with glee,

As they listen to me sing songs of sorrow,

And my everlasting melancholy.

Forever stuck.

Forced to watch as others move along,

While I remember the freedom

That I'm no longer allowed to feel.

I remember the wind

As I raced through the breeze.

Never was I lonely,

With the sun and the sky,

Keeping me company.

Now I just watch

As my friends soar away.

They sing songs of joy,

And of freedom,

And love,

While I waste away.

I am a bird.

I am locked in my cage.

My love,

My freedom,

My joy,

All stolen away."

- B

Hello! This is my first post, so I don't really know what to do. This is a poem I wrote, and I'd be happy to read any criticism or advice you have for me, and I hope my poem was able to make you feel something.

My father’s laughter  

Was so loud,  

I could never tell if it was joy or pain.  

What a terrible thing it is,  

To watch your father’s pride  

Fade away  

I’m sorry you had to carry a weight  

You never asked for.  

I miss you.  

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There is a hidden softness to the winter, though, like the underbelly of an old matted cat.

Fragile Animals, Genevieve Jagger

Wonderful

“Wonderful” is how I’d like to respond

When someone asks about my day

But lately I've found there's nothing around

That appeals to my sense of play

I need something new to believe in

And I suppose it must be myself

There's nothing else to be done

And little more to say

But I've got to get out of the hole somehow

And I'm doing it starting today