I will never stop asking this world:
why must some souls grow to be so lonely?
handshakes instead of hugs
brittle bones begging for longevity
hair needle-spun from Halley's comet
off-white walls hold hands with obsolete photographs
home of the expired living
fluorescent lights bounce off blue veins
thrums stirring young hearts trapped in old bodies
repetition hymn of heartache falling out of bleached teeth
open hearts, listening ears, patient feet grounded in folding chairs
some questions don't have answers yet,
so in the meantime I'll live by theory
heal his heart with the peach orchards that held the sun
fogs of nicotine coating turquoise carpet
gardenias guarding the sidewalk
dinosaur fossil show and tell
hugs instead of handshakes
I sometimes wish I was an earthquake, I'd uproot all this heartache; you know I would.
Although, no matter the age,
or how much the strums of a lifetime may sting;
you cannot mistake this God gifted music
(I could not find the name of this photo or the photographer)
This is absolutely beautiful
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ReplyDeleteI sometimes wish I was an earthquake, I'd uproot all this heartache; you know I would.
retweet man, retweet. *snap snap*
ahh the peach orchards line is so cool. also i love the way this sounds in my head when i read it. very good rhythm & very pretty
ReplyDeletei love the way you write.
ReplyDeleteyour writing is different
ReplyDeleteI really like it
and I think I said it before but your blog is lovely
This poetry paints the most beautiful picture in my head.
ReplyDelete"handshakes instead of hugs" i don't know why but this line stood out to me
ReplyDeleteI love the way your writing paints a picture for me but leaves enough space for me to spin it into my own interpretation. I found that especially applicable in this post
ReplyDeleteI've read this over many times and I haven't commented yet because my brain doesn't know how to formulate a comment to summarize the beauty here. My heart kicks down the door, takes everything else hostage and leaves me speechless.
ReplyDeleteSo, I am speechless. But that's the biggest compliment I could give, dear friend.