seeing him come and go
with the beautiful way he hurts you so
Tag: poetryblog
Exposed
Don’t look at me, please.
Carried
the pain you carry
from before you knew
where pain comes from
before you even remembered
History
Panic is passed down
over tables piled with fish.
They never knew how to be
another way.
Earth
in the drought she waters
in the cold she warms
she is soft like spring sun
she if life, tucked away compact
Moving
the will to walk away
because every time is practice
leaving behind
what no longer serves me
Night
I counted the bricks
of the stone building’s facade
waiting for you to love me
Full moon
Silence so pure and broken
with the soft ring of harbor bells
wind whistling through pines
hum of the breathless sea
Gratitude
for everything I’ve lost and found again
everything I lost and learned to live without
How to love a woman (3/3)
if you’re going to love me
you need to understand
that I love me,
and I love me too much
to watch myself suffer.