vellichor

poetry side blog to @o-winterqueen-o || always feel free to reblog || please do not claim as your own

[sweetlyartemis]

birds that look like fruit <3

[engiiiiiii]

[lianlianbushe]

Like raindrops falling upon a dirt road, Your footsteps echo in my memory Walking these paths we once took together At which fork in this road, I bitterly Wonder, did our paths diverge? Where, I ask, Did we fall so far apart, you and me?

[poemsbykari]

They call me a monster,  They call me a beast---

Thus they slice me open,  Thus they begin their feast.

[poemsbykari]

...And she burned, But she did not die.

The world set fire to her, Expecting her to crumble to ash,

But she endured— Burning until she became the fire—

And then she blazed.

火花 { Poems by Kari }

[poemsbykari]

Dustings of twilight in the heart of the sunrise, Yearning for the bliss of living death at dawn. Bone deep aches creaking throughout the day.

Twilight comes and passes and sinks to midnight, Yet somehow rosy dawn burns in the mind’s eye now. Unheedful of the body’s call, there is no living death. 

This is how the cycle repeats. Lamentful days, Full of aches. Nights without seeming ends Living death prolonged and eventually forgone---

Only for it to happen all over again. 

Sleepless

{ Poems by Kari }

[poemsbykari]

“You’ll need this in the future,” they told me.  “It will help you later in life,” they insisted.  “Don’t throw these out,” they harped and plead. 

Stacks of papers jammed in overflowing binders.  Old worksheets, forgotten notes, shorthand rendered gibberish. A thousand dead trees covered in useless reminders. 

There is no space in my room, on my shelves, under my bed. My world is made of papers used once and never again read, Covered in notes and doodles and confessions never said.  

Messier than my mind for at least my mind fits inside my skull. The papers press in on me from every side and its like I’m drowning--- A helpless swimmer crushed under some mighty ship’s hull.

It’s all trash, it’s trash, it’s useless trash! I sometimes think.  I try and try to gather it all up into my blue bin and finally be free--- And then on cue, I’ll hear their voices and my resolve turns meek.

Still, any progress is better than nothing.  I steel myself and finger through a yellow notebook.  Not a single word holds any meaning. 

My life has not yet taken aim, but I know If I can’t understand a word surely I can purge it from my soul.  I have no use for what I can’t read so, thankfully, it can go.

If nothing else, I can safely say goodbye to this.  Farewell, ninth-grade biology.  You will not be something I miss. 

All Highschool Taught Me

{ Poems by Kari }

[poemsbykari]

I lie awake at night listening to the sound of the rain outside my window, and for once, I don't think of the past.

This time I think of you.

[poemsbykari]

Give him flowers.

Give him red roses to tell him you love him. Give him lilacs to remind him he’s the first to hold your heart. Give him plum blossoms so he knows he’s your one and only.

Decorate his hair with baby’s breath           Because you’re glad to be with him. Leave blue bells on his desk          Because you want to stay with him forever. Make Dandelion flower crowns          Because they’re bright like the sun, like his smile.

Seep chamomile in his tea          To ensure he has sweet dreams. Leave lavender by his bedside          To soothe his aching heart. Plant sunflowers in his name          To remind him of his strength.

Give him flowers because he made you smile, Give him flowers to say “I love you”, Give him flowers because you treasure him, Give him flowers to celebrate, Give him flowers for no reason at all.

Fill his life with every kind of flower,

         Because he is precious and he is yours,          Because they make him smile,          Because you saw them and thought of him,          Because a bouquet is a week long “I love you”,          Because life’s too short to not say it in every way you can.

Give Him Flowers

{ Poems by Kari }

[poemsbykari]

I was holy, forged of steel and righteous purpose.

I am damned, armored in rage and broken glass.

[poemsbykari]

I’m sorry I guarded my heart--- Against everyone--- Against even you. 

I’m sorry I couldn’t love you The way you loved me

I’m sorry I didn’t try to hold on tighter when you started drifting.

I’m sorry For the thousand ways I know I hurt you.  

But even more than all of that---

I’m sorry For my greatest sin:  Not saying goodbye.

I’m Sorry

{ Poems by Kari }

[poemsbykari]

We are the purple sunset sky in winter. We are neon lights in the dead of night. We are the crescent moon and the distant stars. We are something golden shimmering under the water. We are the angel’s feathers and the demon’s teeth. Dark bruises on pale skin. Thick blankets wrapped tight. Empty warehouses and broken glass. Blazing flames and chilled winds. We are purple and gold and black and white.

Through Golden Eyes { Poems By Kari }

[poemsbykari]

I wanna be a fever dream--- That place where art and reality meet--- I wanna sparkle, I wanna gleam. Oh wouldn’t that be neat?

Lavender hair, without a care. Pink streaks and flushed cheeks. Starry eyes, bright smiles, And legs that go on for miles.

I wanna be pretty and pastel, I wanna raise a little hell. I wanna shimmer like a pearl, I wanna be a matchstick girl.

Faerie dresses flowing in the breeze. Dancing without a care, smiling like a tease.

Faded flannels, boots, and jeans. Soft but still deadly by some means.

Leather jackets and vintage sweaters. Lipstick marks on handwritten letters.

Perfect succulents and vinyl records. Dreams I’m always running towards.

I wanna be the sound of rain on fresh fallen leaves. I wanna be the scent of smoke on the winter breeze.

Oh doesn’t it sound grand? Does the thought not make you beam? To be one part fantasy, no parts man. What I wouldn’t give to be a fever dream.

Fever Dream

{ Poems by Kari }

[poemsbykari]

Oh here and now dances desire In daring clash of ice and fire--- Oh poetic power and grace Lies with their passionate embrace!

Inferno rises, Ticking up the heat. Glacier despises, Frost shall not be beat.

Entangle and ensnare! Oh forces of nature--- Ever onward they dare Inferno and Glacier.

The Clash of Lovers || for @avtorsola

{ Poems by Kari }

[poemsbykari]

Rise up from the dirt and ashes again and again.

Spit the blood from your mouth and keep going.

There's a fire in you. Don't let them put it out.

[poemsbykari]

Go ahead, tell me I’m not good enough.                                      It won’t stop me. 

[poemsbykari]

Pile high your sins upon my shoulders, engrave your pain upon my back. I am strong. Again and again I will bear this burden gladly. Distract me from the wound rotting away my heart.