#rainewrights

[bardwell]

I’m in an on again off again relationship with life

Or motivation, or hope

She’s one of those girl always changing names and faces

Our relationship counselor

Well, he’s actually just my counselor but I brought her to a session anyway

He said lack of emotional stability is a problem we should address but listen

I’m still young, tumultuous relationships are part of the deal

I’ve always heard on again off again relationships aren’t healthy but whenever she’s around people always say

she can bring out the best in me

And sure I wish she’d stay but

Beggars can’t be choosers

If I want her here at all

I just have to accept she’s got other places to be

Other girls to see

Aren’t you proud of me

Not a selfish bone left in this body

[sapphosangels]

member announcement!

sappho’s angels is pleased to announce our members! your admins (ash @gloryformore & violet @saintofbees / @tubishvat) are very happy to have read all the applicants’ poetry. and if you weren’t accepted, we just couldn’t find a space for you in the net at this point in time.

members:

adaeze @quietada 

aimi @aavillainess

aya @avolitorial

charlie @partlycharlie

charlotte @broompeople

chelsea @babymoonpoet

ellanora @rainewrights

kat @wordtamer

sabine @icelandlesbian

quinn @abstractedfocus

we’re going to be doing interactive projects in the future, so don’t worry if you weren’t chosen; you can still participate. we’ll also have weekly prompts. 

if you were chosen, don’t forget to start tracking #sapphosangels and make sure you’re following this blog!

[bardwell]

Winter arrives earlier and earlier

//already I dream about need//

In autumn I struggle from day to day

//that boy said we should beg//

no suffer suffer now

November//November//November//

again and again//november

-NOVEMBER

[bardwell]

(inspired by this discussion post)

My history teacher gives me    Dum dum lollipops but I             Fall asleep in his class anyway You only get the candy if you get      The question so you get nothing             If you’re dum [dum] I feel fat and I feel tired        And I wish as a reward               I could get something I wanted

[bardwell]

Soon, stop and listen

River river slow, forever

Summer hissing, stop and listen

Light kid always light, pause and think of that

Tonight, light a mile off, stop and listen

Summer drags on like the time between the alarm and the snooze, pause, and think of that

Each time better stop and listen

We haunt be quaint pause and think, of that

-selah

[bardwell]

hope;

I’m sorry it took me so long to write this I’ve been

half asleep a lot of the time lately

somewhere between a mid life crisis and a cold

hope;

I used to wish my name had a better story but the truth is my parents just liked the way it tasted

I am starting to acquire the taste

I like the idea of being foreign and universal all at the same time, I like the idea of being new

hope;

The house where I used to sit and make chalk was in some ways the perfect place but

I can’t help but feeling that everything is a little bit wrong

It’s less the TV and more the lives people are living around me

hope;

I’ve spent years wishing for a soulmate and never found one

I gave up looking and I started getting happier

And now I have a best friend and now I think I might be able to fall in love and now I have you

hope;

I have been to the mountains a few times and gd, nature has a way of making you feel small doesn’t it

the mountains and the oceans have that in common

that is to say, they were beautiful but I don’t think I could ever love them the way I love the sea

hope;

in New England after the snow comes the melt

there is no snow only melt and we all love New England but no one loves the slush.

I think the best day is just before the break, but now it is break and everything is more slush than snow

soon it will be Christmas and despite it all I am excited. the world doesn’t fit me right today but there are still things I am excited for. i hope the holidays go good for you and i hope before it all you are excited.

for hope, with love @h0p3-t0-d13

[bardwell]

I am a poet the same way I am a human that’s all

I think in poetry, is there a name for that

I groan asleep and my dreams are a shrieking poem, someone jot that down

I am a scrambling poet, a scrappy poet, a dog searching for the source of the doorbell, a desperate poem, what’s that mean

I am a poet the same way I am a poem; devoid of form; squishing through doorways; climbing on chairs; breathing and choking and tripping on something worth asking about

[bardwell]

(inspired by this discussion post)

Gd if you’re out there I’ve some questions. Gd. Why did you kill him. Gd. Are there any angels in America or do they all live in Roman hostels. Now, Gd. Opinions of wolves? Gd? Opinions on tostadas? Gd? That’s all I’m eating, Gd, I’m heartbroken. Gd! This heartache! Gd! What’s better? Crying forever or never again?