thoughts & poems

[poetryforall]

[softvelvetwords]

A Little lady bug

Landed on my windshield

Climbed across it

Like her own little Everest

I’m about to pull onto the highway

I say

This isn’t safe for you

I hear a small voice respond

I need a ride

That’s enough for me

I merge onto the highway

Mindful of my speed

She turns to face the cars ahead

Enjoying the view

Sticking her feet to the window

like superglue

I drive 5 below on the freeway

Keeping her safe

like a child

But ladybugs are lucky creatures

Which makes me wonder

Who’s protecting who?

I pull off my exit for work

And when I turned to look for her

She was gone

[softvelvetwords]

I hold your picture in the moonlight

Your smile peeking through the glass

Your eyes begging to be seen

In a way only your first daughter could know

I can’t save you

Just as you couldn’t save me

I’m making my peace with that

Day by day

I walk alone amongst the people I love

Patiently putting out fires in my mind

And one day

Someone will smile at my photo in the moonlight

And my eyes will smile back

[sunnieh]

ig: stezzzzzzzzz

[huariqueje]

Venice Sunset  - Fabio Colussi , 2014.

Italian , b. 1957 -

Oil on canvas , 30 x 40 cm.

[julieterbang]

sonya_urus__

[remanence-of-love]

[daffodilmornings]

[tiasplace]

Oh to live in a cottage like this 🌷🌿🌾surrounded by flowers like this

[cafehouse]

https://www.instagram.com/p/CPVGRyMDLEr

[cottageaesthetic]

[archbudzar]

show me

[softvelvetwords]

[softvelvetwords]

Once in a while

Pretend you don’t have him

Sit alone in your room 

Legs crossed

on your wrinkled sheets

And hold your own hand 

Feel each finger 

Each toe 

Run your fingers through your hair 

Self love can be literal sometimes 

If you don’t know what it means 

Do what you’d do to him

Say romantic things 

To yourself 

Let your mind wander 

You don’t have to be so afraid 

To be alone

[softvelvetwords]

I had a garden of herbs once

modest at best

basil

oregano

lemon grass

every once in a while I’d grow some

tomatoes or

peppers 

whenever I’d fall in love with someone new

I’d neglect the poor sanctuary

it would turn sad and brown

as if the season was changing

as if the land was lonely

whenever the person would leave me (inevitably)

I’d rush back to my garden

apologetically

crying

the tears reminded me

that it needed to grow

that i needed to grow as well

I’d provide the garden with life

while it would keep my hands busy 

[but when I fell in love with you

we’d water the plants together

on Sunday afternoons]

[softvelvetwords]

It seems like

All the love poems

Are written for

Passionate flickers

Windows of understanding

Snippets of forever

I want to know

About the strong

Boring love

The steady flame

In the log cabin window

Everlasting friendship

Companionship

Choice

Compassion

Desire

to grow

Together

[softvelvetwords]

Morning coffee is a prayer

Except

Instead of the mother’s mercy

I ask

For my own

Because I haven’t done anything

Besides hurt

Myself

I pour the milk

And watch infinity unfold

Swirls of brown and cream

Become something

That belongs in heaven

I add sugar

Because life is short

I stir it together

I take a sip

it’s nothing incredible

But I feel happy